Distribution: The Nook
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended, no money made, no characters created.
Spoilers: Season three of Highlander, season one of NUMB3RS
Summary: It’s all in how you define the terms. 2nd story of the ‘Intelligence’ story line.
Word Count: 300
A flat tire.
One stupid flat tire and Charlie had cheerful hopped out of the car to assist changing to the spare. Don had tried to tell Charlie that he would take care of it alone. Why couldn’t Charlie be the kind of little brother who’d let someone else get dirty? Why hadn’t he been involved in some math problem at that time? Charlie wouldn’t have even noticed the flat in those circumstances. Of course now that he was looking into the SUV as Don unearthed the spare tire, his sharp eyes noticed the well-maintained sheath hidden under the carpet.
Don grabbed it before Charlie could lay hands on his newest –yet oldest- weapon.
He had reacted too quickly and Charlie was quick to ask questions. “A sword? Don, why do you have a sword?”
Don didn’t meet his brother’s eyes, then he did. He knew how not to give indicators that one was lying, even to family. He started with a mostly-truth: “It was a couple years ago. There was a madman using a sword to kill people. He wasn’t leaving us a lot of clues, and the department profilers couldn’t give me anything to work with.”
Charlie stood there with his head cocked, waiting for the rest of the story.
Don finally complied. “I went looking and found the best swordsman living in New Mexico. I took lessons to help me get into the killer’s head.”
“But you still have the sword.”
“You can’t tell dad, but I never stopped taking lessons.”
“Yeah.” Don pulled out the spare tire and practically threw it at his brother. “Now we are really running late. We’ve got to change the tire fast and get to the office.”
Charlie obediently followed the segue, but Don knew that the subject wasn’t forgotten.