Prompt: Abby -"What I feared has come upon me. What I dreaded has happened to me. I have no peace, no quietness, no rest. But only turmoil." - 'ER'
A rain fell down on the wooded landscape that he stood within. Before him lay a mound of freshly turned soil, a wooden cross standing at one end. He knew what that mound of dirt signified and the deep sadness within him told him whose grave that was.
Stepping forward see the words etched in the wood of the cross only confirmed what he already knew inside.
Leland Joseph Adama - Beloved Son
"Was I really, dad?"
The question caused him to look away from the cross. Standing on the other side of the mound of dirt, stood a ghostly image of his son.
"Of course you were," Bill whispered, wanting to be surprised by the question but knowing he wasn't. It wasn't the first time Lee had voiced that doubt to him.
"I always wondered that you know? Often felt that the only thing I ever did to make you proud was become a Viper Pilot."
"I've been proud of you since the day you were born."
"You have a funny way of showing it."
"Emotions never were my strong suit."
"I only got the wings for you, Dad. I so wanted to make you proud and it doing so all I got in return was a life of no peace, quietness or rest. A life of turmoil. A life of continuing strife with those I loved. I got the wings for you and ended up hating you more because of them."
"I'm sorry," Bill whispered.
"It's too late," Lee whispered, before his image drifted away.
With a gasp, William Adama sat up quickly, the movement causing a sharp stab of pain from his still healing wounds. Around him, the same wooded landscape surrounded him, though without the rain.
"Are you okay, sir."
Recognizing Chief Tyrol's voice, Adama looked in that direction to find the chief standing against a tree, gun at the ready. He realized then that it had all been a dream. They were still searching for Lee's group. It wasn't too late.
"Yeah, chief. Just a bad dream," Bill told him, though deep down he hoped it wasn't a foreshadowing of events to come.