Daniel felt his heart sink. A brain tumour? Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. This could not be happening. "Is that the most likely scenario? Is there a chance it could be something else? What sort of odds are we looking at here?"
Could Gods even get brain tumours? Fuck. His stomach was doing cartwheels from the nerves. Daniel took hold of Thor's hand in his, holding it tight.
![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
innerbalance) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small}
museful,