An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
November 13th - Day 5: “I’ve got you, Eddie” + hurt/comfort and November 14th - Day 6: “I chose this family for a reason” + domestic (They decided they wanted to go together)
It’s just a sprained ankle. He didn’t even have to have it checked out beyond Hen wrapping it up for him, mostly to make her feel better since he was perfectly capable of doing it himself. But everyone had been watching him closely, warily.
He knew why, and he tried to be patient with them, to not let his frustration at the kid gloves and cautious voices the team had adopted get to him. Eddie knew that it was probably all subconscious, they weren’t doing it on purpose. Today he had landed wrong jumping down from a ledge during a rescue, a few months ago he had been trapped under forty feet of collapsed earth with no choice but to swim blindly and hope he made it out before he drowned. If the tables were turned, he couldn’t say he wouldn’t be behaving in the same way.













