Ducky poured himself a drink and eased himself down into his chair; surrounded by silence. The silence had never bothered him until tonight. Tonight she was coming over for dinner; tonight she was going to tantalize him and his mother with stories of her escapades; tonight she and him would compare scars. But someone had robbed him of his evening guest; and for that he was angry. But he was left with nothing to do but sit in silence. He sipped his drink and reviewed the familiar folder sitting in front of him. He held the pen firmly in his hand as he fumed over the un-fairness of that day's events. He read and re-read its contents and slowly placed the pen's point on the dotted line. There they were. His resignation papers. Staring up at him; just as they had so many times before. And this time; the silence seemed even more deafening than usual. As he started to move the pen he was stopped by a single voice…
"The Ducky I know would not give up…"
He paced over to the voice's origin and slipped the sheet off from her face. "I'm afraid enough is enough my dear…my heart cannot take much more of this…"
"It is your duty yes?"
"It is."
"Then you have your answer…you cannot stop fighting, just because the other side seems like its winning. You must stay on course, good will win in the end. You must believe that."
He closed his eyes and opened them with a tear streaming down his face. It was then she had nothing more to say. At this, he paced over to the folder and filed it away one more time. He poured himself another glass and sat down in silence once more…until it was broken only by the sounds of his cries…