A/N: This is set after GFA. Somewhere around three months after the war ended. I'm Jewish, so if I get things wrong, please tell me nicely. Thanks. And reviews are always welcome.
He was sitting there on the edge of his bed, holding the rosary, and praying to God. He looked up and thought to himself.
"What am I doing? This can't be right. Why am I still doing this? Why don't I just give up? For only God knows why He gave up on me."
Father Mulcahy still sat there holding the rosary wondering why he still bothered to do this. He knew that he stopped believing in Him long ago. He tried to force himself to believe, but it was no use. No matter what he told himself, no matter how many times he prayed, no matter how many sermons he gave. Father Mulcahy no longer thought God cared about him or anyone else.
Now he finally realized, sitting here praying, that he no longer loved being a Priest. He actually hated it. Hated it with every fiber of his being. Everyday he had to tell people to believe that God loved them and he would take care of them when he himself didn't even believe it anymore.
He had denied not believing for so long and told people to believe for so long that he was totally disgusted with himself. He had become a hypocrite, the very people he thought were sinners. Most days he could barley look in the mirror, for fear of what might stare back at him. Father Mulcahy was so miserable and depressed that he sometimes thought it would just be better to leave. And not just leave the Church, but this Earth.
So he decided that, if he could, he would leave the Church (but not the Earth). Father Mulcahy thought he may be happier if he changed the course of his life completely. But first he had to find a way to do that. And so he did just that. Father Mulcahy found a way out and he was happy with the turn of events. Father Francis John Patrick Mulcahy was now Francis John Patrick Mulcahy or Ricky for short.
The End
A/N: I like reviews, but like all my other stories, please be nice. I know it's a strange story, and a lot of people may not like it, but it was something in my head. But I left the story open so you can fill in the rest. I know I read stories were I HATE the ending, so I'll let you decide the ending.