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Disclaimer: JAG and its characters belong to Paramount and CBS. No copyright
infringement intended, I'm simply borrowing these wonderful characters for the
amusement of fellow shippers everywhere.
Author's Note: Was finishing up "I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus" and was struck by
a little bit of inspiration for this story. Hope you enjoy.
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"Cupid's Arrow" Chapter 2
2000HRS (EST)
2812 M Street, Apt. 4
North of Union Station,
Washington, DC
They shimmered into a darkened loft, his arm still enclosed in his mother's hand.
Tugging lightly she directed his attention toward the figure slumped by the huge windows in the room.
Being gods the lack of light had no affect on them yet he'd still managed to miss the
figure on his initial perusal of the room. Even more, he'd had to take a second look
before he recognized the lump for what it was, a man, not just any man but one
Commander Harmon Rabb Jr.
He watched as his mother floated over to the slouched Commander and lay a comforting
hand on his head, it did little but to perhaps alert him that something was amiss. Raising
his head he looked right at Eros, or rather through him before turning his head to look out
the window. That was when he saw them … tears. He'd been crying.
The sight unsettled him. One thing he'd learned from observing Sarah and her sailor was
that he was rare to show emotions, of any kind, but to out right cry, it was near
unthinkable.
"What could have brought him to this?" Eros unknowingly pondered out loud.
"Not what but whom." Aphrodite answered. Turning she watched the play of emotions
that washed over her son's features. The image of the Commander that Eros had in his
mind was warring with the one that faced him now.
"This doesn't change a thing mother." He stated after a few minutes of silence.
She said nothing; instead she settled herself by the Commander and waited.
Knowing that leaving was not an option Eros followed his mother's suit and seated
himself by her, being sure to keep his distance from the apparently distraught mortal.
He felt time tick by, the silence encompassing and extremely nerve racking. Which
surprised him, Olympus was not a place known for its noise. Just when he'd managed to
settle himself comfortably a wale broke out. It was the cry of a terribly wounded animal.
Jumping to his feet Eros was getting ready to head out to its aid when his mother's hand
stopped him.
Looking down at her he noted where her attention was. The sorrowful noise was coming
from the now very much anguished naval officer. The Commander, he had failed to
notice, had begun rocking himself, quite quickly he might add-almost at a desperately
high speed- and along with the motion the tears had begun to flow which had lead him to
start wailing, unable to hold the pain inside any longer.
So shaken was Eros that he found himself reaching for the man. Hoping to somehow
alleviate his pain. His arms around him he realized that Harmon was muttering in
between his sobbing. {How is it that even a God can miss such things when immersed
amongst these humans?} He wondered in passing.
Listening he heard the words as though they were being shouted from the roof tops, "Oh
Sarah, my Sarah." More weeping then "Don't leave me, please don't leave me." A
coughing fit, a couple of deep breaths taken, more weeping, much more subdued now and
as the mortal's body took over and sleep consumed him due to sheer exhaustion a few
whispered words escaped. "Forgive me, my marine."
Tbc???
Disclaimer: JAG and its characters belong to Paramount and CBS. No copyright
infringement intended, I'm simply borrowing these wonderful characters for the
amusement of fellow shippers everywhere.
Author's Note: Was finishing up "I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus" and was struck by
a little bit of inspiration for this story. Hope you enjoy.
****************************
"Cupid's Arrow" Chapter 2
2000HRS (EST)
2812 M Street, Apt. 4
North of Union Station,
Washington, DC
They shimmered into a darkened loft, his arm still enclosed in his mother's hand.
Tugging lightly she directed his attention toward the figure slumped by the huge windows in the room.
Being gods the lack of light had no affect on them yet he'd still managed to miss the
figure on his initial perusal of the room. Even more, he'd had to take a second look
before he recognized the lump for what it was, a man, not just any man but one
Commander Harmon Rabb Jr.
He watched as his mother floated over to the slouched Commander and lay a comforting
hand on his head, it did little but to perhaps alert him that something was amiss. Raising
his head he looked right at Eros, or rather through him before turning his head to look out
the window. That was when he saw them … tears. He'd been crying.
The sight unsettled him. One thing he'd learned from observing Sarah and her sailor was
that he was rare to show emotions, of any kind, but to out right cry, it was near
unthinkable.
"What could have brought him to this?" Eros unknowingly pondered out loud.
"Not what but whom." Aphrodite answered. Turning she watched the play of emotions
that washed over her son's features. The image of the Commander that Eros had in his
mind was warring with the one that faced him now.
"This doesn't change a thing mother." He stated after a few minutes of silence.
She said nothing; instead she settled herself by the Commander and waited.
Knowing that leaving was not an option Eros followed his mother's suit and seated
himself by her, being sure to keep his distance from the apparently distraught mortal.
He felt time tick by, the silence encompassing and extremely nerve racking. Which
surprised him, Olympus was not a place known for its noise. Just when he'd managed to
settle himself comfortably a wale broke out. It was the cry of a terribly wounded animal.
Jumping to his feet Eros was getting ready to head out to its aid when his mother's hand
stopped him.
Looking down at her he noted where her attention was. The sorrowful noise was coming
from the now very much anguished naval officer. The Commander, he had failed to
notice, had begun rocking himself, quite quickly he might add-almost at a desperately
high speed- and along with the motion the tears had begun to flow which had lead him to
start wailing, unable to hold the pain inside any longer.
So shaken was Eros that he found himself reaching for the man. Hoping to somehow
alleviate his pain. His arms around him he realized that Harmon was muttering in
between his sobbing. {How is it that even a God can miss such things when immersed
amongst these humans?} He wondered in passing.
Listening he heard the words as though they were being shouted from the roof tops, "Oh
Sarah, my Sarah." More weeping then "Don't leave me, please don't leave me." A
coughing fit, a couple of deep breaths taken, more weeping, much more subdued now and
as the mortal's body took over and sleep consumed him due to sheer exhaustion a few
whispered words escaped. "Forgive me, my marine."
Tbc???