Fic: Guilt (1/2)
A Chris Evans Fanfic
Warnings: language, angst, self-loathe
“What’s the diagnosis, doc?”
Chris craned his neck to see Natalia advancing towards him through squinted eyes. The November sun was beating down on his face, blinding him, but the cautious look on her face as she came down the driveway was hard to miss. Guilt settled in his chest.
With his hands planted on the hood of Abby’s car, Chris forced the tiniest of smiles to do his part in easing her mind. “The brake pads are worn like I suspected,” he answered, popping the top open, “but Gary said he’d be able to set aside some time in the morning to put ‘er up on the lift for a full assessment.”
Natalia’s lips pinched together as she chewed the inside of her cheek, nodding. She handed him the chilled beer bottle she had grabbed out of the fridge the second she heard him return home after test running Abby’s car. She smiled at the polite thanks he uttered, and watched him twist off the cap with expertise before he took a long, thirsty swig.
“Did he say how long that’d take?” She crossed her arms when a slight breeze circulated around her. “‘Cuz Abby’s appointment got rescheduled to 11:30; she’s gonna need the car.”