tell me if you want me to make this an actual story or not and if so there might be a pairing and it with probably be jc/oc
For the first time since he died I cried finally realizing tat he wasn't come back to me. Sobs racked thought my body as I saw his casket in the field flag of red white and blue covering it. Gun shots ran in my ears I felt john catch me as my legs collapsed under my weight. Finally two soldiers came towards me with a flag that was folded into a triangle in their hands. One handed me the flag and the other said" I am sorry for your lost. Randy was a great solider and died protecting his country." I held that flag and just nodded my john told them that it was okay and said I would be fine. Then I watched as the love of my life was carried into the ground. After that was done john carried me away back to the car as jazz music played through the graveyard.