A/N: I apologize for not updating my While You Were Away series, its I hate to say it, but I've got writers block when it comes to that one. Shouldnt be too much longer for it though. So in the meantime I've decided to post something that I completed after Fannysmackin, yes I too had caught the fever of that one. And as a little treat it's a Sandle. Enjoy! Sadly dont own anything.


It wasn't like him to be so unreachable but he just needed…

He needed to get away.

The wind blew his hair, flying over his still bruised cheeks and he closed his eyes.

Taking in the air that so many people took for granted to him it gave him the relaxation that he so much craved.

It was then that the tears started to fall, not gut wrenching sobs, just silent tears for so many things he couldn't control.

He often wondered if it was the chased that he liked, the chase to become a CSI, to go behind his parents back, to do something for once that they couldn't control. But now that he had it, it wasn't so sure he wanted it anymore.

Saving the life of one, took away another's.

When was it going to be time, where saving someone's life didn't have any consequences to anyone else?

One time.

That's how many times he had let his true feelings show only to be shot down, and since then a bricklayer, metal and so many other materials was around his heart. Guarding it with such a fierce passion that he really did think that he was incapable of ever loving anyone, or anything.

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She knew something had been troubling him, more than he let on. He wouldn't talk but he would listen, making you bare your soul to him, well he took everything in, never offering a personal experience, offering nothing.

She often wondered what had happened to make him guard his feelings with a force that not one thing could penetrate the walls.

She opened the door quietly not wanting to scare the crap out of him. Nothing special, just gravel, tar soaking up the sun, and fans and vent openings. Nothing breathtaking.

She stood there not sure what to say, afraid that he would crawl back into the shell he had made for himself before she could even find the opening.

The setting sun, washed over his skin, his hair glinting to a softer blond as she watched on knowing that this moment she would treasure because she got to see that side that no one else had.

"Does he know you're up here?" he finally said, not making the effort to turning around, afraid that she would see the tears.

"That's what's got you up here?" she came up standing beside him, looking in another direction as him

"Believe me that's the least of my worries" he semi-turned away from her, still not wanting to see him crying, although the tears had stopped they were still there on his cheeks.

It was a few moments before he spoke again, wanting to be alone

"What are you doing here?"

"I care about you" he cocked his head in her direction, glancing at her, his eyes finally meeting hers, and she had to take a step back.

What she saw overwhelmed her.

She saw forever.

She saw the wedding, them holding their baby girl, while a little boy stood off to the side with his dad, watching their son marry. Becoming grandparents.

"What's the matter?" he asked seeing her pale "never seen a man cry before?"

She had never in her lifetime want to take away anyone's pain then his, and knowing that she couldn't killed her inside.

"Only in movies"

"Well take a good look, cause you'll never see it again" he wiped away the wetness and walked away leaving her alone.

TBC