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Songs and Tears

When Janet saw that picture she was very surprised. The girl looked up and saw her, " Thanks." She put away her picture, and grabbed the tray she ate fairly quickly.

"Can I see Jonas after I've eaten, I'd like to see how he's doing."

Janet smiled, " Of course Sweetie. You have to eat everything though. Then you can see him. I'd like to warn you though he's in pretty bad shape."

Janet received a look like daggers, " We've been through a lot worst. I carried him through and I kept him alive for a long time. No matter what he's like, I can take it. I've seen some…pretty bad things. You wouldn't believe doctor. This is nothing compared to them. I know we've been through…" she looked down, tears in her eyes, " a lot worst."

"Alright, I'm sorry. This is just hard for me, that's all. Eat up, and then you can go see him." The doctor started to head back to her office, " If you need anything just call."

The girl nodded her head, and Janet headed back to her office. She had a few things she wanted to get done. She knew one major who would want to know a little bit about what just happened. The other lined answered a " Carter."

Then and there Janet recounted to her friend, a fairly interesting story. When it was over, Major Carter could hardly believe her ears, " Janet you're kidding right?"

"No Sam, I can't believe it either. I'm going to go talk to…" she was cut off by a voice in the infirmary.

Her soldier cried.

As he watched her die

Her soldier wept.

As her blood ran dry, again.

A silent night.

Trigger was pulled.

Not a scream was sounded,

As a form ran off into the darkness.

Her soldier cried.

As he watched her die

Her soldier wept.

As her blood ran dry, again.

Breath escaped,

Gasps eluded her.

Her body had died,

Before it touched, the ground

Her soldier cried.

As he watched her die

Her soldier wept.

As her blood ran dry, again.

And on that day,

That her soldier cried,

And his soldier died,

I lost my two soldiers.

Well my soldier cried.

As he watched my soldier die.

My soldier wept.

As my soldiers blood ran dry, again.

One last time.

Janet walked in on the last words. The girl was crying. Holding her brothers hand. Since she hadn't been seen, Janet left knowing it would be better if she weren't there.