Authors Note: So this story comes from a place of hurt, a place of remembering what happened & a place of thinking of what can be (my multiple personalities are so happy- they each have a place, j/k). I have to admit this was written more for me than anything but I also wanted to share it. I am posting it on as a BONES fic & as NCIS because I couldn't decide which I liked it better for so why not give it to both worlds. I didn't name names- I wanted you to be able to see the characters you wanted to see. And I will admit- I got the urge to write this because the lyrics of Because You Loved Me wouldn't stop playing in my head & it was either write or cry and I don't look so good with a red puffy face.
I own nothing except my mind… and sometimes I think even that's on loan. Please review- it literally makes me smile.
He wasn't sure what had brought him to the cemetery. It wasn't like he was thinking it would be a stop for him today. Today hadn't even been all that eventful- he had gotten together with old friends. They had reminisced about the past, laughed about antics they had all done, and talked about the "new ones"- the ones who had come to take their place. Stories were shared, laughs were had, and glares were given. But at the same time, he knew something was missing. So when the evening had ended, as if on auto-pilot, he had driven his car to the cemetery and maneuvered it to the closest he could get to the patch of dirt where she lied.
When he got to the marker he stood stiffly with his hands in his pockets. He looked to the sky then down to the earth. He looked side to side but wasn't sure what he was looking for. He continued the charade of looking everywhere but at the stone for a few more minutes. Then he looked down and spoke.
"It's just not the same without you here. The drinks aren't as good and the jokes aren't as funny." The first sentence said with somewhat of a smirk. But the smirk faded with his next words.
"You aren't supposed to be gone. But you were just two damn stubborn to care, weren't you." The anger started rising in his voice as his knees began falling to the earth. "Why did you have to go?" he yelled, unsure if he was yelling at her or at God. "Why! Tell me one good reason why! We had plans damnit… we had plans…" he gasped with a defiant tear running down his cheek.
And with one last look he through tear stained eyes he got up off his knees and walked back to his car. Nothing was gained by his outburst- there was no closure found. But still, somehow he felt lighter than he had earlier.
"You always said it was me who was the strong one, but you were wrong. You were the strong one, the rock of us all." And with that he left, not knowing when or if he would ever return.