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"What???" ~ for PicFic Tuesday September 29th
The prompt:
Napoleon Solo was no stranger to Medical in UNCLE headquarters, but when a call came for him to report there, he was a bit perplexed.
He hadn’t been injured on his last assignment and passed his basic post mission physical. Illya on the other hand was confined to his usual bed, having been injured yet again. He’d taken a pretty hard knock on the head and was being kept for observation. When last he saw his partner; the Russian was out cold, though it was deemed there was nothing serious wrong with him..
Napoleon’s imagination got the better of him as he rode alone in the elevator, thinking Illya was worse off than first thought. Were they losing him?
“Please tovarisch, don’t be dying on me? I need you to hang in there buddy,” Solo fervently whispered to himself.
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