Disclaimer: I have no claim to WAT/ I'm just writing for Fan Fic Fun
This is my first Without A Trace FanFic. Let me know what you think.
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20 Minutes
Martin's POV
Twenty minutes. Is that what a life boils down to? Trading twenty minutes for a job promotion? I'll let this life slip away and this life live and maybe just maybe, I'll become the Assistant to the Assistant to the Director of the FBI. I hope you can sleep at night Special Agent Medina … Clark. I know that tonight … I won't. Ariana will haunt my dreams … twenty damn minutes. I missed her by twenty damn minutes. I wanted him to know that. I could have saved her, I should have saved her but he stopped me from doing my job. Would Jack have done that? I realize that Jack and I have had our problems from time to time but would he have given me those twenty minutes I needed to save a life?
I can't help but think back at my time with Sam. She has a beautiful son now. I was the one that wanted the wife the kids the house with the white picket fence and the golden retriever. I wish tonight of all nights, that I was going home to Sam and our little boy, just to somehow forget about all the Ariana's. The Tom's, Sonya's … the Julie's and Maxwell's that we don't bring home. We don't forget … no matter who is waiting at home for us. I suppose that's why Jack's marriage failed. Those of us who care about the job and not the promotion can't decompress … even if we were going home to Heidi Klum.
It makes me wonder about my mother. How did she stay with that man? I love him, don't get me wrong but he is FBI. I'd like to think, I'm more than the job … if I had someone to love and prove that to. You could never tell with my father if he loved you or if you were under his command. That's just how he is, even with her. He would never hurt her, but as far as romancing her … not gonna happen. Romantic men are week men, "you have to show them who's boss, Martin." My poor mother. I guess she chose him and she stays with him. Was he ever a young Medina? Did he ever choose a little girl's life over a woman's life? Was it a white girl over a black girl? How about a white man over a young black woman? Could he have done something so despicable to move up a rung on the FBI ladder? Was it by twenty freakin minutes?
I can't stop my brain from running wild. My father can be and is a prick. That being said … I love him … he's my dad. I need to call Danny, I know I do, I haven't felt this way in a long time, I need to go to a meeting. I need to talk about Ariana but I could use a Percocet and wash it down with a beer and forget about Ariana. What choice do I have? I'm an FBI Agent … tomorrow I have to do it all over again.
I wish I was going home to my wife and kids … my dog … but I'm not. There's a meeting that starts in twenty minutes … I won't miss that … I can't.
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Please let me know what you think ... reviews are greatly appreciated! Thanks for reading, Judeey