Tell Me A Story by Lordess Renegade (PG)

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Fandom: SPORTS NIGHT
Pairing: Dan/Casey (sort of...)
Author on LJ: lordessrenegade
Author Website: Lordess Renegade's Fic
Why this must be read:

Lordess Renegade calls this 'pre-slash', but it could just as easily be Dan/Casey friendship. The most important thing is that it's sad, beautiful angst from two of the most angst-ridden guys ever to star in a sitcom. Set immediately after Isaac's stroke, one thing this fic does perfectly is really emphasise how much of a family the entire 'Sports Night' team are.



“You left.”

He didn’t have to turn, because he knew that voice, and he
didn’t want to see the disapproving face that went along with it.


“Yeah,” he replied dully, taking a long gulp of his drink.  “I left. 
You expected me to, what?  Stick around and do nothing for a few more hours?”


“Well…I thought you’d…” he trailed off, and Dan found that a part of him
wanted to turn around and smack the self-righteous tone right out of that voice,
but something in him held him back, and he just gripped his glass a little
tighter.

“You thought I’d what, exactly?  Jesus, Casey, the guy had a
stroke!  It’s not like there was anything I could do to fix it.  What the hell
good would sitting in a waiting room all night do anyways?  It’s not like they’d
let us in to see him or anything.”

Casey pulled up the bar stool next to
him and sat down, but he still didn’t turn to face him.  “So you figured getting
drunk would help things,” he said mildly.

“Yeah, Case, that’s exactly
what I thought.  I thought that me getting drunk would solve all of my problems,
and all of Isaac’s, and hell, all of yours while I’m at it.”  He shook his
head.  “A guy can’t just get a drink these days without having some kind of
ulterior motive?”  He paused as Casey ordered a beer, then continued.  “Anyway,
you left.”

“I left to find you.”



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