H50 drabble

Drabble following on from Dressing to impress.

Say the word

Danny's a talker, always has been ever since he got his first words. He's never really thought about it, he just opens his mouth and it all spills out, thoughts and emotions all jumbled up in a rapid-fire stream of consciousness. Expressing himself with words has always come easy to him.

Except for now. "Talk to him," the doctor said. "We don't know if he can hear you, but sometimes it helps."

Danny sits by the bed and holds Steve's hand and has no fucking idea what to say. Just when Steve needs them most, Danny's words have deserted him.

H50 drabble

Drabble following on from Say the word.

Holding pattern

Rosa's got twin boys at home, a pair of terrors, she's always getting called into the Principal's office to discuss their misdemeanors. Leilani's got boyfriend trouble, can't decide which one of two no-good time-wasters she wants (and Danny keeps telling her that she should ditch both of them and find someone better). Matthew's wife is trying to conceive, she's miscarried three times already and it's tearing their relationship apart. Sarah cooks elaborate dinners to try and shore up a failing marriage.

Danny's been waiting for Steve for so long that he's on first-name terms with all of the nurses now.

H50 drabble

Drabble following on from Holding pattern.

Living on a prayer

Danny's not a praying man. He's never been a true believer, he'd had his fill of religion when he was a kid: Mass every Sunday, say three Hail Marys for your sins and the Devil take your mortal soul if you touch a girl Down There. And the only time he's been on his knees recently, well, let's just say he wasn't exactly reciting the Lord's Prayer...

But right now he's on his knees on the cold, hard floor praying desperately to a God he's not sure even exists. Because right now Steve needs all the help he can get.