FIC: Q is for Quarry

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Title: Q is for Quarry
Author: celadon
Pairing/Characters: Don, Charlie, Megan, David, Colby, Alan
Rating: T
Length: 87,997 words & counting (35 chapters & counting)
Note: this is a WIP, but is being updated regularly.
Summary: The team's latest case is far from normal as the killer they are chasing leaves photos of Don behind at the crime scenes.
Why I'm reccing this fic: I'm sure people are starting to see a pattern here, but again, another excellent Don angst fic. Here a suspect from Don's past returns to play a deadly game of cat and mouse with him. It is beautifully handled and puts Don in some tough positions before the man's true objective is revealed...

Wordlessly, Colby handed him a clear plastic evidence bag, neatly labeled.

Don glanced at it, then took it from him, looking more closely at the small square of pasteboard sealed inside. His stomach gave an odd lurch, and he turned the bag over to study the other side, though he knew what it said by heart. Without thinking, he rubbed one gloved hand through his hair. Suddenly breakfast didn't sound so appealing.

"Nice Stats," Colby offered weakly, trying to lighten the atmosphere.

Don turned the bag back over, ran a thumb over the familiar logo under the plastic.

David tried to catch a glimpse over his shoulder. "What is it?"

Don drew in a breath, not certain he wasn't still in bed, having some surreal, mixed up dream. "It's a baseball card." His voice sounded odd to his own ears.

"Mine. My rookie baseball card."

Q is for Quarry