A/N: I'm kind of in the mood to write stories where the guys go off to war… Not a very happy topic to want to write, but I've had this sitting around in my notes for a while and figured I'd post it. It'll be 2 chapters, so it's nice and short.
Reminder that this story doesn't have anything to do with what's going on in my chapter stories. There isn't any connection between what happens in this story, and what's happening in those.
I hope everyone likes it! It's only going to be two chapters. I kept it nice and short. :p

I'm holding out for a hero by Ella Mae Bowen

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Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where's the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what I need
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong, he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure, he's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life, larger than life

19 months before...

The morning was bright and warm as Mia rolled out of bed and headed for the kitchen. As usual, Tim was already up with the paper and a cup of coffee at the table.
"Morning." Mia said as she walked in. Tim jumped slightly when he heard her voice and shoved something under a stack of paper beside him. Mia raised an eyebrow as she walked to the coffee maker to pour herself a cup.
"What's that?" She asked as she walked back over to the table and sat down across from him. Tim shook his head as he finished his drink and stood up to take it to the sink.
"Nothing." He said quickly. "You know, just bills." Mia didn't believe him, but before she could call him out for it, Tim had grabbed the letter and walked away to the bedroom to finish getting ready for work.
"I'll see you later." He said as he came back out. Tim kissed the top of her head and walked out the door.
Mia watched him go for a moment, and then shrugged off the feeling that he was brushing her off. He'd tell her when he was ready; she didn't have anything to worry about.

Later that night...

"Darry, I'm really getting worried." Mia said over the phone as she kept watch out the window. "I called around a bit earlier and they all said they hadn't seen him since around noon. What if he was in an accident or something?"
"I'm sure you have nothing to worry about, Mia." Darry said on the other end. "Maybe he just went out and met up with someone you haven't called and they went out for drinks. You know how he can be sometimes." Mia sighed and ran a hand back through her hair.
"Yes, but he could have at least called." Just then, headlights filled the window and Mia sighed heavily in relief as she watched Tim's car pull into the driveway. "He just pulled in. I'll talk to you later, Darry." After she said good bye, Mia hung up the phone and rushed to the door as Tim walked in.
"Where have you been?" She asked as he pulled off his jacket. "I've been worried sick! You could have at least called to say you were going to be out late?!"
"It wasn't planned." Tim said in a quiet voice. "I'm sorry, baby." Mia started to protest when she caught the tone of his voice, and a deep frown formed across her face.
"What's wrong? What happened?" That was when she saw the letter sticking out of his back pocket. "Tim, what is on that letter?" Tim pulled the letter out and held it in his hands. Mia took a step back in fear when she saw the look in Tim's eyes. She couldn't quite place it, but for some reason it frightened her.
"We need to talk, Mia." Tim said and led her into the living room. "I don't know how to tell you this, and I know you're not going to like it." He stopped and ran a hand back through his hair. The letter was crumbled up in his fist, and Mia now looked more closely at it.
It was a plain white sheet of paper, but the way it was crumbled up, Mia could now see the presidential symbol at the top of the page.
"Mia," Tim started again, his voice strained like he was trying to keep himself in check. "I've been drafted."
A thick silence filled the room, and Mia was left starring at Tim in confusion, before it started to turn to shock. As the shock wore away, it turned to a numb feeling that enveloped her, and she was let shaking her head in denial.
"No," She said as she stood up and paced for a moment. "No you haven't, this is just some cruel joke. How could you do this?!" But somewhere deep inside her, underneath her wish that it was a joke, Mia knew it was true. Tears sprang to her eyes as she covered her mouth with one hand, while the other clutched at her stomach like she was going to be sick, and she tried to hold back the tears. She shook her head, even as Tim stood up and pulled her in close, running a hand down her hair.
"I'm sorry, baby." He whispered softly next to her ear. "I'm really sorry." It was then that she broke down, collapsing into Tim's arms as she sobbed.
They fell to the floor under the weight of holding themselves up, and Mia clutched at the front of Tim's shirt as she sobbed into his shoulder. She listened as Tim repeatedly told her he was sorry, and it wasn't long before she was positive he was crying with her.

Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasies
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There's someone reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
Isn't there a superman to sweep me off my feet?
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong, he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure, he's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life

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