Lost
A/N: Ok, so I posted this a while ago as part of the 30 Days 30 Songs challenge, but I got HORRIBLE flames because it's a song fic. I decided to remove it until I felt I could re-post it as a single fic inspired by a song and here it is.
Inspired by the idea of a soldier's death from the song Travellin' Soldier by the Dixie Chicks.
Disclaimer: Don't own them, not even Jackie's brother, just gave him a random name. Beta read by I think ur Superman. Don't own the song either.
Robbie and Stuart walked into the squad room laughing at something stupid that Robbie did the night before. That laughter suddenly died on their lips when they saw the state that Jackie was in.
Robbie suddenly rushed over to comfort the bawling brunette, wrapping her up in his arms.
"Hey, Jacks," Robbie greeted soothingly. "What's wrong, darling?"
Jackie didn't say anything, she just held out the envelope that she had scrunched in her hand to Stuart.
"Oh my God," Stuart muttered as he read the letter. "I'm so sorry, Jackie. Is there anything we can do for you?"
Robbie took the letter from Stuart as Stuart took over in comforting Jackie. Reading it, Robbie's face suddenly became sombre.
"I'm sorry, Jackie," Robbie said as he pressed a kiss to her temple and laid the letter down on the desk. "I can't believe they didn't tell you before now."
The two men then engulfed their best friend in their arms as if trying to protect her from the world. While the letter was left on the desk, proclaiming to the world it's message.
Dear DS Reid,
My name is Sergeant James Blakely and I served with your brother William in Afghanistan. I am sorry to let you know that he was killed during foot patrol in Helmand Province last month.
The reason I am writing to you now, is that William requested of me to wait a month after his death before contacting you. He knew that you and the rest of the family are estranged, so they would likely keep you in the dark about his death.
William was a brave man who would have lain down his life for any of his comrades and he died doing what he loved. I was lucky to have known and called him my friend and you were very privileged to have such a wonderful brother. He wanted me to tell you that you were the best sister in the world and he was proud of you the day you wanted to join the police, no matter what your other brothers and your father said.
Stay safe and know William loved you.
Yours sincerely,
Sergeant Blakely.