what's this? another fic?
Title: Of Yellow Skittles and Caring
Fandom: CSI: Miami
Pairing: Ryan/Valera
Notes: Written for
ships50 ; prompt 15; Candy. Spoilers for Nailed.
Valera was surprised when she did not find yellow skittles in a plastic bag on her desk when she returned from her break. She frowned. It had become a routine, between the two of them; she’d buy a bag of skittles, leave them in his locker when she came to work, then at the middle of the day, after she would return from her break, and she would always find a small plastic bag filled with yellow skittles. Today, there were none. Sure, it was a just a little habit they’d begun on some random afternoon, but it was theirs, and she always got used to the small candies. Sure, she never ate them all, but still, that wasn’t the point. The point was; there were no yellow skittles on her desk. And that worried her.
She went to go find Calleigh, thinking that maybe, just maybe, Ryan was at a scene and couldn’t get her skittles. Thinking that maybe he was fine and nothing was wrong at all. But then again, this was Ryan and the guy was sort of weird.
“Hey, Cal!” she said cheerfully as she found her in the break room, “Do you know where Ryan is?”
Calleigh looked at her with a mixture of shock and apprehension.
“Maxine, you didn’t hear?”
Valera’s face fell. “Hear what?” she asked, her voice cracking.
“Ryan’s at the hospital. He was shot with a . . . nail gun. He’s going to be fine though, Eric’s with him.”
Valera nodded. Though, she really didn’t seem to comprehend what Calleigh had said after she heard the words ‘Ryan’ and ‘hospital’.
“Maxine, are you alright?” Calleigh asked, her hand coming to rest on Valera’s shoulder.
“Uh, yeah. Yeah, I’m fine. Listen, I’ll see you later okay?”
Valera left quickly, her heart pounding and her head spinning. She didn’t even know how she got to the hospital.
Ryan was just about to sign himself out of the hospital, Eric standing beside him, when a nurse came running to him, holding something in her hand.
“Mr. Wolfe!” He turned, “I was supposed to give this to you.” He narrowed his eyes, and reached for the small bag. When he finally got a good look at it, he smiled.
Eric looked at Ryan, a goofy grin on his face. “What is it, Wolfe?”
Ryan shook his head thoughtfully. “Nothin’, it’s nothing.”
Eric rolled his eyes and they walked out of the hospital.
Ryan tucked a small bag of skittles into his jacket pocket and smiled.
Fandom: CSI: Miami
Pairing: Ryan/Valera
Notes: Written for
ships50 ; prompt 15; Candy. Spoilers for Nailed.
Valera was surprised when she did not find yellow skittles in a plastic bag on her desk when she returned from her break. She frowned. It had become a routine, between the two of them; she’d buy a bag of skittles, leave them in his locker when she came to work, then at the middle of the day, after she would return from her break, and she would always find a small plastic bag filled with yellow skittles. Today, there were none. Sure, it was a just a little habit they’d begun on some random afternoon, but it was theirs, and she always got used to the small candies. Sure, she never ate them all, but still, that wasn’t the point. The point was; there were no yellow skittles on her desk. And that worried her.
She went to go find Calleigh, thinking that maybe, just maybe, Ryan was at a scene and couldn’t get her skittles. Thinking that maybe he was fine and nothing was wrong at all. But then again, this was Ryan and the guy was sort of weird.
“Hey, Cal!” she said cheerfully as she found her in the break room, “Do you know where Ryan is?”
Calleigh looked at her with a mixture of shock and apprehension.
“Maxine, you didn’t hear?”
Valera’s face fell. “Hear what?” she asked, her voice cracking.
“Ryan’s at the hospital. He was shot with a . . . nail gun. He’s going to be fine though, Eric’s with him.”
Valera nodded. Though, she really didn’t seem to comprehend what Calleigh had said after she heard the words ‘Ryan’ and ‘hospital’.
“Maxine, are you alright?” Calleigh asked, her hand coming to rest on Valera’s shoulder.
“Uh, yeah. Yeah, I’m fine. Listen, I’ll see you later okay?”
Valera left quickly, her heart pounding and her head spinning. She didn’t even know how she got to the hospital.
Ryan was just about to sign himself out of the hospital, Eric standing beside him, when a nurse came running to him, holding something in her hand.
“Mr. Wolfe!” He turned, “I was supposed to give this to you.” He narrowed his eyes, and reached for the small bag. When he finally got a good look at it, he smiled.
Eric looked at Ryan, a goofy grin on his face. “What is it, Wolfe?”
Ryan shook his head thoughtfully. “Nothin’, it’s nothing.”
Eric rolled his eyes and they walked out of the hospital.
Ryan tucked a small bag of skittles into his jacket pocket and smiled.