TV Show: The Brave

Title: Welcome Home

Location: Washington DC Arlington National Cemetery

Date: November Third 2017

P O V: Captain Adam Dalton

A/N: I wish I owned The Brave however that glory and honor goes to NBC. Lyrics are in Bold Italic some belong to P. Diddy others are mine. I 100% Ship Dalton and Jaz! This Chapter may be triggering to anyone who has ever lost a Soldier. Thank You to anyone who has ever served to their family, friends as well.

"I'm Coming Home

I'm Coming Home

Tell The World I'm Coming Home

Let the rain was away all the pain of yesterday

I know my kingdom awaits and they've forgiven all my mistakes

I'm Coming Home

I'm Coming Home

Tell The World I am Coming Home"

Her Voice sails effortlessly through the cold rain soaked air. There's no other sounds currently except her emotional beautiful voice. It's amazing that no one else is making any sounds considering the cemetery is filled with over 1,000 United States Military Soldiers 200 Law Enforcement Officers. Various Media outlets as well as family and close friends. All of them remain silent eyes trained to one person and one person only my girl Sergeant Jasmine Jaz Khan.

Everyone is saluting not because of Jaz because of why she's singing the reason we are all gathered here today to send off to Lieutenant Nathan Rosella who specialized in maritime operations. Nathan had only been with The Special Operations Force Squad 1 for six months. A decorated Soldier Nathan had served most of his lifetime in the army. Enlisting at 17 through his schools ROTC he graduated from West Point. Nathan rose through the ranks to become one of the toughest most dedicated soldiers.

For most of Nathan's life he never dreamed he would ever leave his brothers and sisters in greens he always joked "They will either be carrying my 90 year old body out of here kicking and screaming or they will be carrying me out in a coffin." Than six months ago his daughter asked him "Daddy will you ever come home so I can grow up knowing my dad?" Nathan's kids were his world so he tearfully replied. "I promise you sweetheart I will be dancing with you at your middle school graduation we will celebrate your graduation into becoming a young lady and my retirement" Nathan joined Special Opps so he could retire with enough money to live comfortably so his kids would never want for anything.

My throat closed up tightly as I watched those kids now 14 year old Mitchell Miguel and 12 year old Natalie Vanessa Rosella standing silently next to their mother Heather Nicole Reynolds- Rosella. Their eyes raise slightly as my fellow soldiers and team members CPO Ezekiel "Preach" Carter, Sergeant Joseph J. "McG" McGuire, Agent Amir Al-Raisani folded the American Flag. Bowing Preach and McG handed Heather the flag as Amir saluted.

Jaz's voice continued to soar above the air just like the bald Eagle the symbol of the States flying free proud and powerful. Amazing really because when I look at Jaz I can see her fists clenched, her shoulders tense so tight I know she must be hurting. I can see her eyes cast upwards she's avoiding looking because she knows she will break down.

"I'm Back where I belong

I never felt so strong

I feel like there's nothing I can't try

And if you feel me hold your hands held high

If you've ever lost a light before, this one's for you

And you, the dreams are for you"

Shots ring out many soldiers flinch even though they try not to sometimes you can't help it some sounds some flashes are just too powerful to painful too triggering. Her voice is never overpowered though she keeps singing, I shouldn't be amazed I mean I have known Jaz for two years now, she's one of the toughest bad ass kick ass strongest people I have ever had the privilege to serve with. I trust her with my life, I've seen her take down grown men three times her size. Why should today be any different? Soldiers were a tough breed we don't just have to be physically tough no we have to be tough mentally emotionally to deal with what we see every day all day. We don't break easily.

"This is for my Children

When my son Mitchell looks into my face salutes me eyes full of pride"

Amir is now on his knees as McG and Preach stand behind him Saluting. Amir slides several of Nathan's medals over Mitchell's head.

"My service is not for fame it is not for glory

I am not seeking American Hero

I just want to be remembered by my children

I want them to know Daddy loves them

I do it all for them"

I see Jaz taking a quick deep breath her throat must be killing her she hasn't had a drink all morning. She's struggling to remain dry eyed. I hear a slight tremor in her voice, I want nothing more than to reach over take her in my arms. Hold her let her know being strong does not mean holding her emotions inside that sometimes being strong is showing your fears, pain and vulnerability.

"For when my son shares my name with pride

I want to be just like my daddy when I am grown

An American Soldier"

"For My Daughter I leave this to you

My world my pride daddy's coming home

Will dance around this whole world

Will laugh will fight will high five

I'll be there to cheer you on that stage in your moment of glory

As you go forth and take on this big ol' world

Always remember you are the brave the strong you are beautiful as you were made"

I'm slightly startled by the burst of the cannon as the American Flag is lowered to half mass.

"A house is not a home

Is it ever home when your loved one is gone?

This is for the ones who will never come home again

I would of taken a bullet if I had seen it first"

I'm excepting her to break at this point, she hasn't yet I can however see the self blame radiating in her eyes as powerful as the summer sun sparkling on top of the glisten off the body of water. I feel myself flashing back to that moment.

I can still hear the gunfire still taste the sand of the sand dunes kicking up in our faces. We were out numbered hiding behind the walls of a burnt out smoking building. We were ambushed by a grenade, blinded by the bright flash chocking on the dust they came from behind. Jaz didn't see them till a half of a second too late before she whipped around with her M24 Sniper Rifle they had opened fire.

Nathan saw them first pushing Jaz out of the way three bullets went into Nathan two in his chest one in his head, Jaz herself took two one in her knee cap one in her right shoulder. Preach and I took them out as Jaz and Nathan fell to the ground.

"I can still feel it, I can taste the gunpowder on my lips

Forgive me for my shortcomings

AS God forgives you, Sins be forgotten

Your coming home

An American Soldier

A hero a Father, A Son, A brother

Thank you for your service you gave all

Thank you for your sacrifice

Welcome Home"

21 Gun salute rings out as Pastor Jason Morgan calls out.

"Now we Lay to rest Lieutenant Nathan Matthew Rosella

AS the Lord call him home to his glorious kingdom heaven

We call on you Lord Jesus for your everlasting strength for his family, his friends his team

As we go forth with our lives we ask that we shall be granted the wisdom to know that what can not be changed can be accepted. Jesus said I am the resurrection I am the life, he that believes in me though he is dead, yet he live"

Palms 23 was recited as his family went over to this casket kissing it or kneeling by it. Jaz's voice was in decrescendo as his coffin was starting it's finally journey home.

"I am ashes I am dust I am a man who fought for freedom

Now I am Coming Home ashes to ashes dust to dust

Welcome Home"

Jaz's voice is now silent her eyes cast forward as she stands frozen hand on her forehead in statute like every single person here. I worry about her lack of emotion even some of the biggest toughest guys are openly crying, some who barely knew him, who are here simply out of respect for a fellow Soldier a brother in a war we didn't create but have chosen to put our lives on the line for.

So Freedom can be had by our fellow citizens many who never even think about the horror we face every day. As her commanding officer I know I should order her to take time off, she needs to talk to someone. As her friend I simply want to hold her reinforce to her this was not her fault.

I am torn as to what is right follow my head and be her commanding officer or follow my heart and wrap the girl of my dreams up in my arms and refuse to let her go until she breaks. What is the right choice which is wrong? Or either one right or wrong? Will the outcome be more than what I could image?

Thank you to anyone who reads and reviews if you haven't you need to watch The Brave on NBC Monday's at 10pm.