#sick casey

[optimisticallycyn]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I had a lot of fun writing this one! Slight sickfic-ish but hey! They're finally about to get somewhere! Only two more chapters to go!

Chapter Sum:

‘I miss my friends.’

Leo slowed to a stop, his hands curling into fists at the raw honesty Casey believed he was only pouring to his little stuffed doll.

Sometimes he forgot that Casey didn’t live in a group setting. He didn’t have brothers to hangout with. He wasn’t like the girls who all lived on the same floor and in the same building even if they each had their own sections. Apparently, he didn’t even live with his dad or his sister,

‘I miss Leo.’

“Leo?”

‘I just wish he was here.’

“Fuck.”

“Leo!”

Short and sweet today! Didn't want to give away to much of the chapter. :)

[thunderbirdscolonelcasey]

“Sick Days“ - "I made my chicken soup for you Auntie Val. Some buttered toast too."

Casey coughed and blew her nose miserably.  This was not how she had intended on spending some precious time off with her Godsons.  She smiled both at the sight of Virgil and the items he carried.  “Virgil, I love you,” she said - or intended to say.  What actually emerged sounded something like “eerrgghhhhberbelIlubyoo”.  She sniffled and tried again.  “Thank you Virgil, I love you!  You’re spoiling me!”  She snuggled back into the chair on the balcony of “her” room in the Villa.  “I’m so sorry to cause all this trouble!”