I decided to post this even though it is no where near finished, really just to see what people's reaction is to the story and direction is. The idea has been playing around in my head for a while and I needed to put pen to paper before it drove me mad. There is a prequel and maybe a prequel to the prequel but this part is the one that makes the most sense at the moment, sort off.
The story is Jenny centred but does include JIBBS later on, but perhaps not in the conventional way. The story has no links at all to anything mentioned on the show as such. I have basically taken my favourite character, an idea and ran with it. I can't promise the end result will be any good at all but still……….
Please note, I don't have a beta so any spelling or grammar mistakes are all mine.
The usual disclaimer- I don't own the characters or much else really. And I am making zilch from this.
Zara
The message kept repeating its self over and over in her mind. She was alive! Alive and safe with the girls. It hadn't escaped her that it specified girls rather than children and she could barely stomach the though of Adam still being in their hands. This time she would keep her promise and go to Zara, no matter what. Nothing and nobody would keep them apart, not like before. She would not fail her again. No matter the end result. Alive. She kept that word close to her heart as she rushed into MTAC, clearing the room with one word. Bracing herself mentally and physically for the coming argument, she waited for the SecNav.
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He watched as she tossed and turned, sweat beading on her neck and cheeks. The nightmares never letting up and the fever refusing to break. For the nth time he cursed Allah for allowing this, for letting it happen and himself for not getting there sooner. "Adam!" the name was ripped from her throat in a blood quenching scream and so it continued.
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Six weeks! He still couldn't fathom how she had convinced the SecNav to let her take that much time off. Worse to leave him in charge. Six weeks! It was ridiculous really and that is what had him worried. Jen wasn't one for holidays, let alone six week ones, never mind the suddenness of it all. He didn't need his gut to tell him something was up.
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Every morning she changed the bandages by then the nightmares and fever had exhausted her and the early morning light was not too harsh. The worst by far was her thigh, the skin refusing to heal and the wound open and pussing. Allah willing, it would respond to the new antibiotics, Allah willing. As she bathed her back it was enough to cause tears to form. She could still hear her screams echoing through the walls but never, not once did she beg them to stop. A lioness to the very end.
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Tbc….