Disclaimer: See chapter 1(I'm too lazy to write one again)
Ok, I know I said the story was over, but I realized there were a few loose ends to be tied up, so this is the epilogue. Thanks for all the reviews, love you all!
Obsession
Epilogue
BJ Hunnicut placed his flower on his daughter's casket, and closed his eyes tightly, praying that the tears welling up didn't come spilling out. He didn't want to cry in front of everyone there, especially not his son, Benjamin.
"Ahem." Someone was standing next to him, clearing their throat. Probably another stuffy old family member come to say "Oh BJ, I'm so sorry..where's the food?" Opening his eyes, he saw Hawkeye Pierce standing there, having placed his flower on the casket. The two men stood, facing each other, unsure of what to do. Resolve fading, BJ reached out and embraced his old friend. Hawkeye pulled back. "Now BJ," he began. "I gotta tell you somethi - " He was cut off. "I know," BJ said softly. "She wrote me a letter." He handed Hawkeye a crumpled piece of paper, stained with drops of blood. Scanning it quickly, Hawkeye stared at his friend. "6 - 6 years?" he asked. BJ nodded. "Scary, isn't it?" he replied. "I'm so sorry, Beej," Hawkeye murmured. "I - I don't know what to say." "Why don't we talk about it?" BJ asked, slinging an arm around Hawkeye's shoulders. Unknowingly, Hawkeye dropped the letter. As the two men walked away, it fluttered on the breeze, getting pinned against a tree.
Dear Daddy,
I'm writing you this letter to say goodbye. Even as I pen these words, the blood pours from my wrists. I wish I could see you. Please don't blame yourself.
Daddy, when I was 10 years old, I found a picture in your office. I fell in love with this man, and all I had was the word Hawkeye to know him by. Then, when I had my accident, he was my doctor. I thought we could finally be together, but it wasn't meant to be. He was already married, with kids, and I knew I wasn't enough to tear him away from them. Since he was taken, there was nothing left for me to live for.
When you get this letter, show it to Hawkeye. Show him why I did what I did in the hospital. Tell him how much I loved him. Make that your last gesture for me. Tell him for me, Daddy, because I can't.
I love you always, Erin.
The End
Ok, I know I said the story was over, but I realized there were a few loose ends to be tied up, so this is the epilogue. Thanks for all the reviews, love you all!
Obsession
Epilogue
BJ Hunnicut placed his flower on his daughter's casket, and closed his eyes tightly, praying that the tears welling up didn't come spilling out. He didn't want to cry in front of everyone there, especially not his son, Benjamin.
"Ahem." Someone was standing next to him, clearing their throat. Probably another stuffy old family member come to say "Oh BJ, I'm so sorry..where's the food?" Opening his eyes, he saw Hawkeye Pierce standing there, having placed his flower on the casket. The two men stood, facing each other, unsure of what to do. Resolve fading, BJ reached out and embraced his old friend. Hawkeye pulled back. "Now BJ," he began. "I gotta tell you somethi - " He was cut off. "I know," BJ said softly. "She wrote me a letter." He handed Hawkeye a crumpled piece of paper, stained with drops of blood. Scanning it quickly, Hawkeye stared at his friend. "6 - 6 years?" he asked. BJ nodded. "Scary, isn't it?" he replied. "I'm so sorry, Beej," Hawkeye murmured. "I - I don't know what to say." "Why don't we talk about it?" BJ asked, slinging an arm around Hawkeye's shoulders. Unknowingly, Hawkeye dropped the letter. As the two men walked away, it fluttered on the breeze, getting pinned against a tree.
Dear Daddy,
I'm writing you this letter to say goodbye. Even as I pen these words, the blood pours from my wrists. I wish I could see you. Please don't blame yourself.
Daddy, when I was 10 years old, I found a picture in your office. I fell in love with this man, and all I had was the word Hawkeye to know him by. Then, when I had my accident, he was my doctor. I thought we could finally be together, but it wasn't meant to be. He was already married, with kids, and I knew I wasn't enough to tear him away from them. Since he was taken, there was nothing left for me to live for.
When you get this letter, show it to Hawkeye. Show him why I did what I did in the hospital. Tell him how much I loved him. Make that your last gesture for me. Tell him for me, Daddy, because I can't.
I love you always, Erin.
The End
