Hey guys here's chapter two. Special thanks to Alex for finding my grammar mistakes. Let me know what you think… Should I continue?
Harm sat with his head in his hands. He was tired but he couldn't sleep. His RIO skates had just fallen asleep. He'd checked her over as soon as he'd found her. She was unconscious and her chute had been wrapped around her. When she finally gained consciousness he determined that she was ok expect for a broken right arm.
He still couldn't understand what happened. It was supposed to be a simple mission; get in and get out. Halfway through their flight Skates had told him she had traffic on the radar. They soon determined that the traffic wasn't friendly. Harm had radioed base but it was too late. There were too many of them. As they were going down Harm told Skates their only option was to eject. Now they were in the middle of the desert. It was nighttime so they'd decided to rest. It was better they got lost in the daylight then at night. Harm was freezing. He'd given Skates anything he could to keep her warm. Now all he could do was sit and think. Think about his Sarah.
Got a picture of you
I carry in my heart
Close my eyes to see it when the world gets dark
Got a memory of you I carry in my soul
I wrap it close around me when the nights get cold
He hoped she was ok. She'd been feeling sick right before he'd left. He knew that whenever she was going through a difficult time she would put on her tough marine exterior. That had fooled everyone but him. He knew that underneath it all she was really just a scared little girl. Scared that everyone would leave her. Abandon her like her mother had. OR they way her all but had. Maybe it would have been better if he'd had. All her father had done was beat on her and ruin her emotionally. Child? Oh my God his children. They were with their grandparents for the week. He'd asked his mother if she was sure she could handle them.
"Harmon. I raised you. If I could do that then I'm sure I can handle my five grandchildren for a week."
He thought about Annabelle, his oldest daughter. Ever since she was born she was daddy's little girl. He couldn't deny her anything. He remembered when Harmon had come up to him one night.
"Dad. You never say no to her. It's not fair." Annabelle had just smiled at her brother. Even though she was sixteen he still thought of her as his little three-year-old princess.
He loved his children so much. He always new he wanted a large family. When he was a child he'd whished he'd had a little brother or sister. His whole life he'd been searching for the one who would be the perfect mother to their children. He found her. He never imagined that they would have five beautiful children. Harmon, Robert, Annabelle, Haley and Landon. And if God decided to bless them with any more he surely wouldn't complain.
He knew that he could count on his two eldest sons to take care of everyone. When his grandmother had died they had taken over. While he and Mac had been grieving they had taken care of their younger siblings. No matter what happened they'd make sure everyone including Mac was ok.
Mac. How was she doing? How would she handle this? After 18 years of marriage he still loved her more and more each day. There wasn't a second of the day that went by when he wasn't thinking about her.
Not a day goes by
that I don't think of you
After all this time you're still with me it's true
Somehow you remain locked so deep inside
Baby, baby, oh baby, not a day goes by
He just hoped they made it out of here alive. Mac wouldn't even know the particulars of the assignment as it was classified. He didn't want to have to put any of his children through what he went through. Although they were older it won't make it any easier. Make it hurt any less. He also didn't need to cause his mother any more pain. He'd scared to death numerous times. He didn't need to add another one to the list. And he certainly didn't want Mac to have to go through this. Too many people had left her.
Harm remembered one night right after they had gotten married. Mac was sitting out on their porch swing crying. Harm came out to see what was wrong. She'd told him that she was afraid that this wouldn't last. Everyone she'd ever cared about had left her or had made her feel like she wasn't deserving of what she had.
He didn't want her to have to feel that again. He just wished he were with her. He wished he could hold her in his arms and tell her it was going to be ok.
Wishin' you were
next to me, your head against my heart
If you asked me how I'm doing I'd say just fine
But the truth is baby, if you could read my mind
Minutes turn to
hours, and the hours to days
Seems it's been forever that I've felt this way
Not a day goes by that I don't think of you
After all this time you're still with me it's true
Somehow you remain locked so deep inside
Baby, baby, oh baby, not a day goes by