"Jack, who's Major Maloney?" Sam asked as she drove back to her house.
"Carl, his father Tommy was head of my special ops group. Tommy was forced to take medical retirement last year when they found out he had colon cancer. Carl was born when Tommy was sixteen, so I guess he'd be roughly your age now."
"And Carl's calling because something happened to Tommy?" Sam guessed.
"He's been hanging on to see his third grandchild born. Carl's wife Heather must have had the kid by now. She was six months pregnant last time I saw her and that must have been more than three months ago. They stopped letting visitors other than close family in to see him a couple months ago."
"I'm sorry."
"Yeah me too. He was a good guy."
"Didn't you think of offering him the deal we offered Dad?" Sam asked as she pulled up outside her house.
"I thought about it, but Tommy had accepted he was dying. He had his affairs in order, Carl transferred nearer so he could be with him as much as possible. Besides, him suddenly making a full recovery and disappearing off for months at a time would have caused too many questions. With Jake, you knew what was going on and he was estranged from your brother, who lives in California, so Mark wouldn't question it if he recovered or if he disappeared without contact."
"I guess you have a point." She said as she opened the door. "You know where the phone is I'm going to change again."
"Thanks."
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"When?.... When's the funeral?...... I'll try and make it. I'm really sorry Carl and thanks for letting me know. Bye." He hung up the phone. Sam crossed the room and sat next to him and squeezed his hand.
"Hey," She said.
"He died this morning, Carl and Heather were there and she had a little boy who they called Jack." Jack swiped his eye with his free hand.
"Come here." Sam pulled him into her arms. "I'm sorry." She whispered as she rubbed her hand supportively over the back of his hair. "Do you want to stay?" She asked. "I don't think you should be alone tonight." Jack nodded and thought for a second.
"I can't stay my suit is at my house."
"I can get ready at your house as well as here. I'll drive you over there tomorrow morning. But for now I'm going to make some coffee and I'll call Daniel to let him know I found you."
"Okay." Sam got up to go to the kitchen, but he still had a hold on her hand. "Sam."
"Yes?" She asked looking at him.
"Thanks." She gave her a small smile.
"I'm always here when you need me. I love you and I'm not going anywhere anytime soon."
"I love you too. But don't make promises you can't keep."
"Jack, no-one knows what's going to happen tomorrow and we do have a dangerous line of work but that doesn't mean I'm going to put myself at risk for the sake of it." She sat on his knee. "We just have to take it a day at a time." She hugged him again.
"I know."
TBC
"Carl, his father Tommy was head of my special ops group. Tommy was forced to take medical retirement last year when they found out he had colon cancer. Carl was born when Tommy was sixteen, so I guess he'd be roughly your age now."
"And Carl's calling because something happened to Tommy?" Sam guessed.
"He's been hanging on to see his third grandchild born. Carl's wife Heather must have had the kid by now. She was six months pregnant last time I saw her and that must have been more than three months ago. They stopped letting visitors other than close family in to see him a couple months ago."
"I'm sorry."
"Yeah me too. He was a good guy."
"Didn't you think of offering him the deal we offered Dad?" Sam asked as she pulled up outside her house.
"I thought about it, but Tommy had accepted he was dying. He had his affairs in order, Carl transferred nearer so he could be with him as much as possible. Besides, him suddenly making a full recovery and disappearing off for months at a time would have caused too many questions. With Jake, you knew what was going on and he was estranged from your brother, who lives in California, so Mark wouldn't question it if he recovered or if he disappeared without contact."
"I guess you have a point." She said as she opened the door. "You know where the phone is I'm going to change again."
"Thanks."
~
"When?.... When's the funeral?...... I'll try and make it. I'm really sorry Carl and thanks for letting me know. Bye." He hung up the phone. Sam crossed the room and sat next to him and squeezed his hand.
"Hey," She said.
"He died this morning, Carl and Heather were there and she had a little boy who they called Jack." Jack swiped his eye with his free hand.
"Come here." Sam pulled him into her arms. "I'm sorry." She whispered as she rubbed her hand supportively over the back of his hair. "Do you want to stay?" She asked. "I don't think you should be alone tonight." Jack nodded and thought for a second.
"I can't stay my suit is at my house."
"I can get ready at your house as well as here. I'll drive you over there tomorrow morning. But for now I'm going to make some coffee and I'll call Daniel to let him know I found you."
"Okay." Sam got up to go to the kitchen, but he still had a hold on her hand. "Sam."
"Yes?" She asked looking at him.
"Thanks." She gave her a small smile.
"I'm always here when you need me. I love you and I'm not going anywhere anytime soon."
"I love you too. But don't make promises you can't keep."
"Jack, no-one knows what's going to happen tomorrow and we do have a dangerous line of work but that doesn't mean I'm going to put myself at risk for the sake of it." She sat on his knee. "We just have to take it a day at a time." She hugged him again.
"I know."
TBC