Too Close - A Little Drabble Do Ya (6th August)

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Napoleon Solo was generally a patient man. He could easily sit for hours on a stakeout, with minimal complaint, or even spend days sitting in medical waiting for his partner to wake up. Today however, Napoleon Solo was not a patient man. Today, he was pacing the waiting room of a doctor’s office, awaiting the results of a test he’d hoped he would never be involved in.

Finally the door opened and a happy face beamed at him. Unfortunately, from where he was standing, that could still mean it could either way.

“Negative,” Marcia told him, with obvious relief.