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crack_van2011-10-29 10:12 pm
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My Father's Keeper by Emerald (FRT15)
Fandom: NCIS
Pairing: None. Gen. Tim McGee-centric
Length: 61,142 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
emerald_green37
Author Website: on NFA Community
Why this must be read: This epic deals with alcoholism and, more specifically, how the family of an alcoholic deals with the addiction. The author doesn't pull any punches and describes the nightmare of living with an alcoholic in very realistic and great detail. This story isn't for the faint of heart, but it's so good, I urge everyone to give it a try. It'll change the way you look at McGee forever.
Excerpt:
"It's going to be okay, Dad. Let's just get you up off the floor." Tim started to lift him, but Will just curled in on himself and started crying. "Dad? What's wrong, are you hurt?"
"Everybody else has given up on me, Timmy. Why haven't you given up on me, too?"
"Oh, Dad." Tim sank back down to the floor to hold his father. In all the years, through all the drunken nights, he'd never seen his father cry. He pulled him close, tucking his dad's head under his chin and rocked him. "You're my father, I'll never give up on you. It's gonna be okay, I promise. I'll take care of it, you'll see."
Will pulled back and shifted around enough that he could look at Tim. He reached out and patted his cheek. "You always take care of it." This time he let Tim help him to his feet.
"That's right, Dad. I'm going to take care of everything. I just need you to not do anything today. Just stay in the apartment and rest, can you do that?" He took his father back into the bedroom and tucked him back into the bed, pillows stuffed behind him, allowing him to sit up in bed. A quick trip back into the kitchen produced a breakfast of cold cereal with milk and a sliced banana. He brought the bowl in and set it on the nightstand.
"I have to go, I'm gonna be late for work. Promise me you'll just rest today, all right? I'll have some food delivered later. Don't touch anything in the kitchen, I have to call my insurance company and the landlord." He bent down to look his father square in the eye. "I mean it, Dad. If somebody messes around in there, they'll think I'm trying to cover something up. That's the way investigations work." Tim didn't move until his father nodded his agreement.
My Father's Keeper
Pairing: None. Gen. Tim McGee-centric
Length: 61,142 words
Author on LJ:
emerald_green37Author Website: on NFA Community
Why this must be read: This epic deals with alcoholism and, more specifically, how the family of an alcoholic deals with the addiction. The author doesn't pull any punches and describes the nightmare of living with an alcoholic in very realistic and great detail. This story isn't for the faint of heart, but it's so good, I urge everyone to give it a try. It'll change the way you look at McGee forever.
Excerpt:
"It's going to be okay, Dad. Let's just get you up off the floor." Tim started to lift him, but Will just curled in on himself and started crying. "Dad? What's wrong, are you hurt?"
"Everybody else has given up on me, Timmy. Why haven't you given up on me, too?"
"Oh, Dad." Tim sank back down to the floor to hold his father. In all the years, through all the drunken nights, he'd never seen his father cry. He pulled him close, tucking his dad's head under his chin and rocked him. "You're my father, I'll never give up on you. It's gonna be okay, I promise. I'll take care of it, you'll see."
Will pulled back and shifted around enough that he could look at Tim. He reached out and patted his cheek. "You always take care of it." This time he let Tim help him to his feet.
"That's right, Dad. I'm going to take care of everything. I just need you to not do anything today. Just stay in the apartment and rest, can you do that?" He took his father back into the bedroom and tucked him back into the bed, pillows stuffed behind him, allowing him to sit up in bed. A quick trip back into the kitchen produced a breakfast of cold cereal with milk and a sliced banana. He brought the bowl in and set it on the nightstand.
"I have to go, I'm gonna be late for work. Promise me you'll just rest today, all right? I'll have some food delivered later. Don't touch anything in the kitchen, I have to call my insurance company and the landlord." He bent down to look his father square in the eye. "I mean it, Dad. If somebody messes around in there, they'll think I'm trying to cover something up. That's the way investigations work." Tim didn't move until his father nodded his agreement.
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