This was just a little thing that popped into my head after 'Charge of this Post'. That's what happens with little fluffy plot bunnies. This is told from Claire's POV. I welcome both good reviews and criticism, as long as it's constructive. PLEASE NO FLAMING!
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I watched.
And I'll keep watching. Every single move you make I'll watch.
I watched you pack me my lunch that fateful day. You gave me a waldorf sandwich and a kiss on the cheek, saying "I'll see you after work." Little did I know I would never see you again.
But that's not entirely true. I see you everyday, I watch your every move, but today I watched even closer. I watched you patch that hole in Don's abdomen after the bomb exploded, I watched you work with Stella and Lindsay to trace those calls, and I watched you talk that misguided young man out of bombing the theatre.
Mac I watched you, and I remembered. I remembered when you came back from Beirut, so shaken and unaware. I'm not even sure you remember, but you cried. You cried in my arms when we went to bed. Every night for a year and a half. You told me all the things you did to save your comrade's life, and in the end it wasn't enough, but I was proud.
I watched you hold Don's hand after his surgery, pleading with him to squeeze yours if he could hear you. You don't know it, but he came up to see me while he was on the operating table, asking me to stay. I told him no, he had to go back down, to stay with you, and that's when he squeezed your hand. I saw those tears form in your eyes, but you wouldn't let them fall.
I watched you kiss him lightly on the temple, a sign of your love, friendship, and compassion for him, and then I realized something.
I may never see you again, but I love you.
And I'll keep watching.
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