Every Minute Counts
Chapter 12
Margo: Freeze! Make one move and I pull the trigger. Now, turn around
slowly.
He turns around. Margo is shocked.
Margo: Hal! Oh, God, I'm sorry. I was here alone and I heard all these
noises. I just assumed.
Hal: (he takes her gun away and sees her hands are shaking) I can see
that. Don't worry about it, it's ok.
Margo: What are you doing here, I thought you were out of town.
Hal: I just got back yesterday and I wanted to see how my best friend was
doing.
Margo: You heard what happened. (it was not a question)
Hal: Yeah, Jack told me. So how are you doing?
Margo: (trying not to cry) You know, if one more person asks me that I
think I'll go insane. (thinks for a minute) I'm sorry, I didn't mean that
the way it sounded.
Hal: I know, it's ok. Come here.
They hug and Hal notices that she is crying but doesn't say anything.
Margo: I'm sorry, I must have something in my eye.
Hal: Ah, don't worry about it. Do you want to talk about it?
Margo: No, you know what? Let's talk about something else. What's going
on at the station?
Hal: Oh, no you don't!
Margo: What?
Hal: You are not coming back to work! At least not for a while.
Margo: And why not?
Hal: Margo, you were held hostage for days. You suffered complications
from your illness. You would have died if Jack and Tom hadn't found you.
Not to mention just now when I came in you just about jumped me. Let's
just give it some time.
Margo thinks for a minute.
Margo: I know. You're right. I just feel like I'm coming out of my skin
here. I jump at every single little noise. I can't sleep and when I do I
have the horrible nightmares.
Hal: Have you told Tom about this?
Margo: He's got so much on his plate right now. He had to take off work
while I was gone so right now he is making all of that up. He had to take
care of Casey and Daniel all by himself. But, aside from that, I just
can't bring myself to tell him.
Hal: Why not?
Margo: Because that man stood beside me when I was raped, after the plane
crash, during the whole Alec Wallace thing, and now with the Hepatitis C.
I mean, how much can he take? How much should I really expect him to take?
It's just not fair to him.
Hal: That man is your husband and you stuck by him just as much as he
stuck by you. You two have been through hell and you still have the
strongest marriage I have ever seen. Margo, you both lost something here,
and you need to mourn together. Cry, hold each other, whatever it takes,
and if you do that eventually it will just become a memory.
Margo has tears in her eyes.
Margo: Thanks, Munson, I needed to hear that.
Hal: No problem.
Margo: You want a cup of coffee?
Hal: No thanks, I have got to get home.
Margo: Okay, thanks again.
Hal: Anytime Hughes.
Hal leaves and Margo is alone until later that night when Tom comes home.
Tom: Hey.
Margo: Hey, welcome home. We need to talk.
To be continued.
Author's note: I know I said I would have this story done like a month ago
but I had writer's block for a while and I started getting all these ideas
about how to continue. Should I end soon or keep going? I have a lot more
suspenseful ideas and I would like to continue but I don't want it to seem
like I am dragging it out. Please let me know what you think I should do.
Chapter 12
Margo: Freeze! Make one move and I pull the trigger. Now, turn around
slowly.
He turns around. Margo is shocked.
Margo: Hal! Oh, God, I'm sorry. I was here alone and I heard all these
noises. I just assumed.
Hal: (he takes her gun away and sees her hands are shaking) I can see
that. Don't worry about it, it's ok.
Margo: What are you doing here, I thought you were out of town.
Hal: I just got back yesterday and I wanted to see how my best friend was
doing.
Margo: You heard what happened. (it was not a question)
Hal: Yeah, Jack told me. So how are you doing?
Margo: (trying not to cry) You know, if one more person asks me that I
think I'll go insane. (thinks for a minute) I'm sorry, I didn't mean that
the way it sounded.
Hal: I know, it's ok. Come here.
They hug and Hal notices that she is crying but doesn't say anything.
Margo: I'm sorry, I must have something in my eye.
Hal: Ah, don't worry about it. Do you want to talk about it?
Margo: No, you know what? Let's talk about something else. What's going
on at the station?
Hal: Oh, no you don't!
Margo: What?
Hal: You are not coming back to work! At least not for a while.
Margo: And why not?
Hal: Margo, you were held hostage for days. You suffered complications
from your illness. You would have died if Jack and Tom hadn't found you.
Not to mention just now when I came in you just about jumped me. Let's
just give it some time.
Margo thinks for a minute.
Margo: I know. You're right. I just feel like I'm coming out of my skin
here. I jump at every single little noise. I can't sleep and when I do I
have the horrible nightmares.
Hal: Have you told Tom about this?
Margo: He's got so much on his plate right now. He had to take off work
while I was gone so right now he is making all of that up. He had to take
care of Casey and Daniel all by himself. But, aside from that, I just
can't bring myself to tell him.
Hal: Why not?
Margo: Because that man stood beside me when I was raped, after the plane
crash, during the whole Alec Wallace thing, and now with the Hepatitis C.
I mean, how much can he take? How much should I really expect him to take?
It's just not fair to him.
Hal: That man is your husband and you stuck by him just as much as he
stuck by you. You two have been through hell and you still have the
strongest marriage I have ever seen. Margo, you both lost something here,
and you need to mourn together. Cry, hold each other, whatever it takes,
and if you do that eventually it will just become a memory.
Margo has tears in her eyes.
Margo: Thanks, Munson, I needed to hear that.
Hal: No problem.
Margo: You want a cup of coffee?
Hal: No thanks, I have got to get home.
Margo: Okay, thanks again.
Hal: Anytime Hughes.
Hal leaves and Margo is alone until later that night when Tom comes home.
Tom: Hey.
Margo: Hey, welcome home. We need to talk.
To be continued.
Author's note: I know I said I would have this story done like a month ago
but I had writer's block for a while and I started getting all these ideas
about how to continue. Should I end soon or keep going? I have a lot more
suspenseful ideas and I would like to continue but I don't want it to seem
like I am dragging it out. Please let me know what you think I should do.