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30 October 2009 @ 11:59 pm
Numb3rs Fic: Dying to Live  
Written for melissima's 2009 Halloween Challenge
Posted to numb3rs_slash

Title: Dying to Live (Prequel to Waking World)
Series/Universe: Waking World
Pairing/Characters: Don/Ian, David, OCs
Rating: PG13
Spoilers: Sniper Zero
Summary: Don is dying so vampire Ian gives him a way to live - forever
Notes/Warnings: Read the disclaimer on my LJ

'Base to Eppes.'

Don lifted his walkie-talkie to his mouth as he found a safe position to halt a moment in a thicket of trees on the mountainside.

"Eppes, over."

'Did Agent Edgerton reach your position yet?'

"Not yet." Don paused, listening, then checked his beacon tracker. Ian was closer than he thought, practically right on top of him, yet he'd heard nothing. He looked up in the darkness, seeing little in the moonlight night, but spotted Ian making himself visible by stepping out from behind a tree into Don's view. "Scratch that. He's here."

'Roger that.'

"Got to hand it to you, Eppes," Ian said as he approached. "You must be in good shape for a man your age to have gotten so far out I actually had to put some effort into catching up with you."

Don huffed out a breath. "Well, how about putting some effort into finding Statler. He is not getting away this time, so help me."

"You're on the right trail," Ian told him as he joined him. "When I arrived they showed me the last aerial shots they were able to get in before the sun went down and you were closing in on him. He can't have more than fifteen minutes on you at this point."

"Helicopter couldn't drop you closer to where he is?" Don asked.

"They couldn't even get me close to you," Ian scoffed. "There's no place to land for miles. They had to drop me via ladder just to get me close enough to catch up to you."

"Looks like we've got miles to go before we sleep then." Don patted Ian on the shoulder and they headed out, walking - guns drawn - through the woods, keeping a fast pace as they worked their way over rocks and fallen trees.

They traded off taking lead and when Ian went first he seemed to move tirelessly over the terrain, Don breathing heavily to keep up.

Ian gestured for them to split, to take opposite sides of a rare small clearing rather than go through the middle and be out in the open. Don worked his way around only to find Ian waiting impatiently at the other end.

They crossed into an area that had likely been hit with a forest fire years earlier as all the trees were new and green and far smaller than the well established trees surrounding them. The cover was less, but the visibility was better.

Ian stopped him with a gesture and pointed out a broken sapling in the path: they were right behind him.

The rush of finally catching up to the killer Don had been after for weeks fueled him and his step quickened along with his heart rate.

The first shot rang out in the night air, shocking both of them: Statler had doubled back and ambushed them from behind.

Ian went down and Don whirled around, firing into the night as bullets impacted: one, two, three.

He heard Ian return fire and then silence.

The moon was full and white in the sky and it took Don a moment to realize he was on his back in the grass, staring up at the treetops.

"Don!" Ian's worried face appeared above him and he dimly remembered taking two to the vest. He still hurt there, beneath where the impacts were. "Damn," Ian whispered, pulling out a bandana and pressing it against Don's neck.

All of a sudden it hurt - bad. Don recoiled, but Ian pressed him down to still him.

"He got you in the neck," Ian told him. "It's bad; it looks like he hit your artery." Ian's stern face became slightly blurry in his vision. "No way a helicopter can get you out in time."

"I'm going to die here." Saying it out loud should have helped Don understand what was happening, accept it, but the words just rang hollow and meaningless in the suddenly chilly air.

"Yes." Ian never sugarcoated anything in his career and that, more than anything, hit Don hard. He was dying, he had seconds left.

Charlie… He flailed, railing against the injustice of his death, at the loss of the one person who really knew him in life, for fear that this might be the thing to make Charlie cross over the line of emotional stability, one he could never come back from.

"I can't…" Don faltered, words becoming difficult to form. "I can't leave Charlie. He needs me. I need him."

"I'll look after him," Ian assured him. "He'll be fine, in time."

"No, you don't understand. It's not what you think." Don coughed and tasted blood in his mouth. "I love him… He loves me…"

Ian looked at him strangely, more emotional than Don had ever seen him.

"Do you love him enough to die for him?" Ian asked.

"Yes," Don said without hesitation. "I'd do anything for Charlie. Anything."

Ian took a deep breath. "I can save you, Don. But you'd have to give up everything but Charlie - your father, your career…"

"I don't care!" Don railed, the effort costing him dearly. "Charlie needs me!"

Ian closed his eyes for a moment.

"Forgive me," he murmured under his breath.

Don's eyes fell closed as his strength began to fade away. Ian lifted him up in his arms, cradling him so he was half sitting up, then he felt a sharp pain where his neck was injured. His life started draining from him rapidly now and he tried to form a picture of Charlie in his mind to take with him into death.

"I'm sorry," he managed to whisper. "Tell Charlie I love him."

He tasted blood on his lips and heard a far away voice that sounded too unnatural to be Ian's.

"Tell him yourself."

And then the darkness devoured him.


Ian laid Don's body back down on the ground, checking to make sure the twin puncture wounds were well hidden in the mess Statler's bullet had made of Don's neck.

He spent a few seconds looking down at Don, indulging in a moment of grief for all that Don had lost, a moment of nostalgia for all he had lost when he had died himself.

Then he pulled out a satellite phone from his backpack and set it up to make a call.

"It's Ian," he said when the call connected. "I need to speak to him now. It's urgent." He waited a few seconds for the phone to be handed to the one being who could help him. "Sire?" Ian relaxed at the sound of the voice, the one that had been there for him when he first awoke from the sleep of death, the one who would be there for him forever. "I know I told you I had no desire to make myself a childe and I know you said I should contact you if I ever planned to make a human into one of us…" Ian looked down at Don, a fondness in his eyes he'd never allowed Don to see in life. "But let's just say this one was unplanned. I need your help."


After the satellite phone call the difficult task of informing the team fell to him. Ian pulled out his walkie-talkie and radioed into base.

"Edgerton to Base."

'Base over. We heard gunshots, what happened?'

"Put Agent Sinclair on."

After a few seconds, David's voice came on the line.

'This is David. Ian, what happened?'

"Statler is dead," Ian told him. "And so is Don." Most of David's anguish was lost in static, but Ian still heard enough to feel it kick him in the gut. "You're in charge now. I need you to tell the team, send out a team to our location to recover the bodies and whatever you do? Do not tell Don's family."

'Why not? They deserve to know!'

"Because they need to hear it from me. Edgerton out."

He put the walkie-talkie aside and settled in for his vigil.

Don's lips were still stained with Ian's blood from making him drink, so he wiped it away with the pad of his thumb. Don's taste was still in his mouth and he savored it, even though he knew he didn't have to commit it to memory. He'd made Don. Don would be a part of him now for eternity.

Don looked ghostly pale in the bright white of the moonlight and Ian leaned down to press a kiss to his motionless lips.

"I could never have you as a man," he murmured, "but as a vampire, I can."

Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on October 31st, 2009 09:29 pm (UTC)
This is my entry for my lovely slashwife's Halloween Challenge Ficathon. Happy Halloween all!

When I first wrote vampire fic for Numb3rs, Waking World - as a gift for byrons_brain, I posted it on Boxing Day which is generally pretty dead for fic. Amazingly a bunch of people found it and I still get requests to continue that universe even two years later. So Mel's Halloween Challenge seemed the perfect time to show at least one part of how they got there. Only now I have a structure where I need to show Ian's death and rebirth, Don's rebirth and Charlie's death. /headdesk/ No clue where I'm going to find time for those fic, but hey - there's always next year's challenge. Mwuahahahaha!

Very special thanks to betas t_vo0810 and melissima for their assistance with this fic.


Emma DeMarais

Edited at 2009-10-31 10:38 pm (UTC)
uld_numb3rsuld_numb3rs on October 31st, 2009 09:41 pm (UTC)
Dying to Live
Oh! I love you you know! I've read Waking world too and it's awesome! Great work, like all i've read until now!
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on October 31st, 2009 10:03 pm (UTC)
Re: Dying to Live
Thank you! /gives you pumpkin cookies for Halloween/ I resisted going supernatural with the Eppes for a really long time (for me Viceworld is AU enough!) but so many people wanted this I finally caved. :-)
SamuelJamessamueljames on October 31st, 2009 09:51 pm (UTC)
Very dark and I felt a bit of sympathy for Ian. I hope he'll be a good sire.
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on October 31st, 2009 10:05 pm (UTC)
He is good about it. I think some of that shows up in Waking World - him taking care of Don and Charlie so well. Ian's such a loner he didn't plan on having a 'family' but now that he does he takes that responsibility very seriously. I could really see him feeling bad for Don. He never wanted him to die, to lose all the one loses when one leaves life behind, but that wasn't his decision to make.
SamuelJamessamueljames on October 31st, 2009 10:06 pm (UTC)
I haven't read that yet. Will do.
Is there a fic with Charlie being turned or do I have the correct link here? http://emmademarais.livejournal.com/132177.html#cutid1

Edited at 2009-10-31 10:09 pm (UTC)
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on October 31st, 2009 10:10 pm (UTC)
Ahh! Yeah, this is a prequel to that one so it was intended to explain how Don got to be a vampire, although I still have to write another prequel (or two) at some point to explain how Ian became one.
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on October 31st, 2009 10:13 pm (UTC)
That is indeed the only other fic in this universe. (It's also linked in the headers above.) I had intended for it to be a standalone, but too many people asked for more. So if you read the Confession comment you'll see that I now have to write Ian dying/getting made, Ian's rebirth, Don's rebirth and Charlie's death/getting made. Whew! I really sank my teeth into this universe, didn't I? /chuckles/
SamuelJamessamueljames on October 31st, 2009 10:20 pm (UTC)
Lots more to look forward to :)
There's certainly lots of possibility, like why Don might not have noticed Ian being a vampire before. It certainly seems popular. That might be because there's emotion with the smut which is a great combination.
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on October 31st, 2009 10:35 pm (UTC)
Well in this universe I think I'm going to make it a fairly recent occurance. Ian's going to 'come down with' Porphyria and will have to go on modified duty as an FBI agent to keep his job. Seeing how in demand his skill set is I think they'd let him keep working despite not being able to be out in the sunlight.

I seem to have a hard time writing true PWPs. Those pesky emotions and plots keep worming their way in. Hehehe
SamuelJamessamueljames on October 31st, 2009 10:38 pm (UTC)
From him calling his sire I got the impression he wasn't a fledgling but not an old vampire either.

Most PWP actually has some emotion in it. The connection is the important thing, something to personalise it to the characters, at least for me. Otherwise it could just be generic. I like to know that it means something to the participants. Trust is a big thing for me in stories, even BDSM fics. If it's just torture/pain for its own sake I'll be using the back button.

Edited at 2009-10-31 10:40 pm (UTC)
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on October 31st, 2009 10:54 pm (UTC)
Argh. I just wrote up this whole thing on my BDSM fic Five Walls, but it got eaten. /curses/

Anyway, in short, Five Walls has some interesting psychological stuff along with porn so it's a good example of how I don't just write PWP, I like there to be more - a lot more - to the story.

And yes, Ian's not brand new nor is he a old schooler. I figure maybe 3 years? No more than 5 because Don's not that old yet. I'd imagine his first year he'd stick close to his sire, for sure take time off from the Bureau, and then figure out where he wanted to go with his afterlife. One figures he can last at least a decade with the FBI before someone starts to question why he doesn't look any older. Then? He'll probably have to move on.
SamuelJamessamueljames on October 31st, 2009 11:33 pm (UTC)
Hate when LJ eats a posting.

I'll have to give Five Walls a read when it's not 11:30 at night. Trust and the importance of the d/s relationship for its participants is the best part of any BDSM fic for me.
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on November 1st, 2009 01:57 am (UTC)
Well fair warning, it's long and has very little porn in it. It's mostly Don and Charlie gen with flashes of Ian/Don D/s mixed in and a brief BDSM dream sequence. The point of it is that Don needs to learn to trust Charlie. If that still sounds appealing? Then you might like it. I think most people ended up reading my other New Years long fic, which was Charlie/Ian AU with anonymous group sex in Paris in the 1930s. (So you can see why a mostly gen fic lost out to that idea, right? LOL)

I agree that trust is the key factor and knowing how Don has serious trust issues (cue Bradford) he seemed a perfect target to use to explore that angle.

Sleep well!
rubynye: Don (by weirdkid624)rubynye on October 31st, 2009 10:58 pm (UTC)
EEEEEEEEEEEEE! Oh, my God, this is spooky and rich and intense and just wonderful! The noises I made!
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on October 31st, 2009 11:01 pm (UTC)
Oh yay! I'm so glad you liked it!

My first draft I stopped when Don died, but I knew you guys would throw popcorn at me if I didn't add anymore so I had to put the Ian bits at the end. ;-)
t_vo0810: Nightmare B4 Xmast_vo0810 on November 1st, 2009 05:13 pm (UTC)
Ok- I really kind of love the symmetry of having the fics where Don dies and Charlie awakens. The contrast bt the two is really interesting. This one is tinged with urgency and regret but still has that underpinning of longing- Don longing for Charlie, Ian longing for Don. And Waking World has a sense of calm (and hotness!) and wonder (and hotness!) but the underpinning is the same- still longing but now resolved in a very lovely (and hot, did i mention the HOT?) threesome. Both of the pieces work really well separately but even better together. Great job as always, emma! Can't wait for more in this universe!!! and i heart you for writing vampire!porn, btw.
Karen: n3rs_charliebyrons_brain on November 22nd, 2009 07:28 pm (UTC)
Oh love it, very nice...
Emma DeMaraisemmademarais on December 11th, 2009 04:22 am (UTC)
Thanks, hon.

/shares chocolate dipped biscotti/