Disclaimer: If I owned 24 would I be sitting here writing fan fictions?
Thanks for the great reviews on my last 24 story! O and thanks to chezlovesyou, you kinda got me started on this idea. I was thinking of maybe doing some more chapters to this one, if you guys want me to, but I want to finish my Titanic "Ship of Dreams" first please go read and review it!
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He never told her. Never told her how he wanted to just sweep her up in his arms and kiss her forever. Never told her how much he loved the way her eyes shone when she laughed. Never told her that it didn't matter if she couldn't do everything, that she was perfect in his eyes. He never told her how much he loved her.
The emptiness he felt in his cell couldn't compare to the emptiness that was in his heart where Michelle had been. The iron bars stared at him with cruel, cold eyes. No! he wouldn't do this to himself. He saved her life. She was still breathing, smiling and laughing because of him. But was she enjoying it with another man?
The chilling image that had played through his mind so many times played again. There she was, a knife held just centimeters from her beautiful face. He could hear Saunder's voice in his head, "If you want your wife back in good condition you'll do as I say." He remembered that moment perfectly, the way his stomach had dropped onto the floor, how the sudden terror had spread across his heart at the thought of never seeing her again.
He could feel her lips on his, the last kiss they ever had before he was taken into custody. He could still see the tears on her eyes. "Tony don't talk like this. I can't--- I won't give up on you! I can't---." She had said. Would she stay true to her promise? Just the thought of life without her made it hard to breathe. Tony lay down on the coarse bed of his cell looking up at the dull gray ceiling. Slowly a letter formed in his head, a letter that he would never be able to send, a letter that he could tell her everything he ever wanted to.
Sweetheart-
I'm sorry. Sorry for everything, sorry for ignoring you on our last day, sorry for all the little fights we ever had. Every time I close my eyes I can picture you perfectly. I would give anything just to hold you in my arms one more time. When I thought you had been infected with the virus, I almost died myself. I want you to know that going to jail was just a little price to pay for saving your life. I'd do it again if I had to. I'd do anything just to make sure that you're alive and happy. Sweetheart the reason I'm writing is that I want to ask you not to give up on me. Please, the time goes by faster knowing that once I get out I will be able to hold you again.
I love you,
Tony
He had never been a man to show much emotion, but now he couldn't help himself. Replaying the letter in his mind, he drifted off into the nightmarish sleep that awaited him.