A Lost Love
By: allie.
Paring: Jack/Sam
A/N: My first fic. Please be gentle.
Everything this has a time and everything has a purpose. She believed that life's only purpose was to make her miserable. She doesn't understand why she can't pass him in the hallway and just act as though nothing happened.
It's because she knows better.
She knows that something happened. She was there. In her bed, in the hotel, in different states. She was there. Always. Not once did she think into the future and think about how everyone would react if they ever found out. Not once did she see herself falling in love with this man, her boss.
But today is a new day. Today she decided is going to be the start of something new.
So today she is going to wake up, take her shower, get dress, do her hair and make-up, and go to work. She is going to hold her head high, and pretend like nothing happened, just like she always does. She is not going to remember how things used to be, and she is going to pretend that every time she catches his eye it does not send her heart into over drive. She is going to pretend that every little touch, look, or glance does not mean that he loves her. She is going to put her all into her work, just to drown out the memories.
That night she is going to go home to her apartment. Get in to her sweats, cook herself a real meal, not take-out. She is going to put her favorite movie in the VCR and watch the movie to the very end, credits and all. She will crawl into bed, under her cozy covers, and she is not going to dream about Jack Malone, and how she loves him, and she refuses to allow herself to cry herself to sleep, one more night over a lost love and what could have been.
Because today and a new day, and she is going to make life worth it.