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Part 38 � Home at
last

Two weeks and two days after he had been shot, Will was
released from the hospital.

�Home at last,� Will said with a deep sigh, sinking into the
couch in their front room.

Don helped Will get his shoes off then went to get the rest
of the stuff from the car.� When he got
back, Monster was already on Will�s lap, purring his own welcome.

�Brought him home this morning,� Don said with a smile.� �He was quite annoyed to find that I�d
forgotten to bring you home too.�

Monster kneaded Will�s leg as Will ran his fingers through
Monster�s thick fur.� Don left them
together and went to deal with everything he�d brought back from the
hospital.� He was definitely going to
have to do laundry soon.� Not as much as
he might have, though.� Thankfully, all
of the blood-soaked clothing had been thrown away.� He piled the books near the bed until Will
could tell him where, in Will�s unfathomable ordering, they belonged on the bookshelves.

The house felt so much different than the last time he was
here.� He could hear Will occasionally talking
to Monster, but even the silences were more cheerful.� With a smile on his face, Don went back into
the front room.�

Monster jumped off Will�s lap to go investigate the new
smells Don had brought in.� Don sat down
next to Will and put his hand on Will�s leg.�
Will smiled, leaned over, and Don moved to meet his lips.� The kiss started out warm and quickly grew
hot.� Don jerked back, his breath coming
too fast.� Will reached for him again.

�You know what Dr. Jones said,� Don grimaced.� The doctor had been explicit, almost embarrassingly
so, about what they weren�t allowed to do.

�Right,� Will grumbled, leaning back against the couch.� �No fucking, sucking, jerking, or anything
that we would be uncomfortable with Nena seeing on TV.�

�Yeah,� Don said dourly.�
Just hearing Will say �fucking� after so long was enough to get Don�s
blood heading groinward.� �Low of her to
bring Nena into it.�

�Devious woman,� Will grumbled deeper.

�So, if � that�s out, what else have you been dying to
do?� Given all of the doctor�s
restrictions, of course.� I�ll give you
one treat, then it�s to bed for you for the duration.� We could go see a movie, go out to dinner,
visit someone ��

�Nurse Don,� Will said in a whining child�s voice.� �I wanna haircut.�

Don chuckled.� �Vanity,
thy name is Will.�

�Well?� Will said, gesturing to the area over his ear that
had been shaved for surgery.

Don barely glanced at it.�
He had hardly looked there since Will had gotten his bandages
removed.� He got a sharp pain in his
stomach whenever that white patch caught his eye.

�Okay,� Don said and got the phone for Will.� �Give Rod a call and see if he can get you in
today.�

While Will talked to the hair salon, his speech now only holding
the slightest slur, Don went to check what the kitchen had to offer.
�
�First thing tomorrow,� Will said as Don came back into the
front room.� Will didn�t look too
disappointed that he�d have to wait another day.� In fact, he looked like the trip from the
hospital had worn him out.

Don took the phone from Will�s hand and put it back in its
charger.� He looked at Will and a hot
wave of protectiveness swept over him.

�I�m gonna take care of you,� Don said.� �Just like you did me way back when.�

Will smiled up at him.�
�Hopefully not quite the same.�
Since our relationship is quite different than it was.�

�Oh yeah,� Don said.�
�I ain�t sleeping in a chair.�

Will chuckled.

�What do you say to spaghetti for supper?� Don asked.

Will shrugged and nodded.

�I know, I know, it won�t be as good as yours,� Don said. �But
better than hospital food, eh?�

�Remains to be seen.�

Don rolled his eyes and headed into the kitchen.

After supper and a little television, Don helped Will into a
pair of shorts and a T-shirt.� He changed
into the same himself.� Normally, they
slept in the nude, but that would be too tough at the moment.

Don tucked Will into bed, making sure that a glass of water
was within easy reach, and went to clean up supper.��

It felt so good to be home.�
Will still had a long way to go in his recovery, but he�d made huge
progress.� Don hummed under his breath as
he washed the spaghetti pot.� He focused
on remembering all the steps forward that Will had made, as opposed to the
distance he still had to go.

After finishing in the kitchen, Don watched another hour of
television, Monster at his side.� He then
shut down the house and went into the bedroom.��
For a moment, he simply stood and looked at the sleeping Will.� He�d spent a lot of time watching Will sleep
in the last few weeks and he could tell Will was a lot more comfortable and
relaxed, now that he was in his own bed.�
Pain lines that had been etched into Will�s face were easing, his
breathing deeper and steadier.

Don turned off the light and climbed into bed next to
Will.� His body automatically reacted to
the warmth and nearness of Will�s body and he swallowed a sigh.� He�d gone without sex for months before, even
longer, but it felt like years since he�d been with Will.� Images and memories flooded into him and Don
frantically ran baseball stats through his head.

When his body felt calm enough, Don laid his cheek against
Will�s hair.� It wasn�t as silky and soft
as it had been, but it still smelled like Will, felt like Will.

�Welcome home, aein,�
Don whispered and settled down for some good sleep of his own.

The next morning, Don woke early � and waited.� As he expected, when Will woke up, he
silently tried to get out of bed.� He
stood up, wobbled and sat back hard on the bed again.

�Good morning,� Don said, getting out of bed and coming
around to his side.

�Morning,� Will said with a sigh.

Don held out his hand.

�I�m just going to go to the bathroom,� Will grumbled.

Don raised his eyebrows and kept his hand out.

Will swore under his breath, took Don�s hand, and let Don
help him into the bathroom.

�This brings back memories,� Don said.� �When I needed your help to piss.�

�I can do that just fine,� Will said.�

�We�ll see,� Don said cheerfully and lifted the lid of the
toilet seat.
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