Author: Eggy Weg
Classification: Webb angst
Rating: PG.
Spoilers: None
Summary: A meeting gone wrong.
Archive: Yeah.
Feedback: Please.
Disclaimer: Not mine. It’s for fun.
Webb stood up and paced around the office Harm staring at him expectantly. For the life of him he couldn’t remember what he was talking about.
“Webb stop stalling and tell us what happened” Rabb was at the end of his tithe. What was Webb playing at now
“Rabb.” How do could he tell him he couldn’t remember anything
“Webb don’t bother, I knew you were a coward all along” he nastily spat out and marched out of the office.
Clay rubbed his brow then pinch the top of his nose this was going to be a long day. He ran to catch up with Harm. Each step pounding in his head, he really needed sleep and a lot of it.
“Rabb wait up” He groaned unable to take another step he stopped in his tracks. His heart racing he held his head. He felt fine a minute ago why did he feel so ill now.
“Mr Webb are you OK?” Bud asked with real concern Webb had just turned white.
He took a deep breath and nodded. He wasn’t but there was no way he would admit it to anyone. He took a step and that was his undoing the pain soaring over his eyes.
“BUD” He said it a bit to loudly and everyone around stopped what he or she was doing to find out what was going on
“What wrong?” Bud ran to his side afraid he was going to fall. Rabb moved back from the elevator to see what was wrong.
“Bud I … I can’t see” He answered in a scarily calm voice.
“What?” Harm laughed in shock
Clay’s face scrunched up in pain and he hit the floor with a loud thud, instantly fitting.
“CLAY” Mac shouted as they all ran to his side. Bud and Harm both shoved their jackets under his head as Mac held his hand talking to him in a steady calm voice hoping it would relax him.
Suddenly the fitting stopped and he opened his eyes. He could see again, it was blurry but he could make out who people were. It *was* Mac who was holding his hand. He pushed him self up on to his elbows with the intent to get up, realising how tired he was he stopped and forced his eyes open.
“Clay stay with us Clay, please” Mac begged
He awoke bright white room, hospital; he was in a hospital. He looked to his side; his mother was there. He smiled at her, whenever he was in hospital she was always there when he woke up. Even if he hadn’t told her where he was going she would always find him and bring him home. She wiped the tear from her eye, and nodded over the bed. He followed her glance to find Mac holding his other hand. He smiled, squeezed her hand then closed his eyes.
~~ The End ~~