I don't own it, JE does but if anyone wants to buy me ranger from her ….

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It wasn't until the next morning that Steph remembered the letter from Ranger. She retrieved it from her dresser and sat down on the couch. She must have just looked at it, turning it over in her hands, for a good 10 minutes, thinking about their relationship, reliving memories. The whole shower rail incident, their first kiss and the subsequent kisses in the ally, their amazing night together, the nights she had spent in his apartment and finally her last kiss from him.

Stop procrastinating you silly girl, she mentally yelled at herself. Sighing, she opened the letter and began to read.

To Steph,

I should probably be explaining why this is the first time you've heard from me in such a long time. I sent this in a package with Tank. He keeps yelling at me for not telling you where I've been for so long.

I wanted you to know that I didn't just up and leave, there was the situation in Miami and after that I got asked, by Homeland Security no less, to head a SEAL operation overseas. We've completed most of the op and I should be coming home soon. Tank can tell you more, but I wanted to tell you, even if it meant just in a letter.

Don't scowl, Babe, smile. I'm doing what I do best, leading my men into the great unknown.

One of them died last night, a snake bite. I didn't know until he collapsed from the poison, he kept going for the team, he didn't want to let us down But even has he lay dying in my arms he wouldn't give up, he reminded me so much of you.

This trip has made me realise that I love you, I don't want to ever lose you and I want to come home each day to your smile. I need you to go on Steph, you have been my light in the dark and been my sanity when I thought I was going insane.

I love you, I need you, I want you, I don't express it often enough, or say it enough, but I do, and I want to keep on loving you until the world ends.

Every night in this god forsaken jungle I remember you, how lucky I am to have had you in my life. I never want to let you go, I want to come home to you Steph, to hold you and finally see you smile again.

I miss you Steph, be there for me when I come home,

Ranger

There was a photo included; it was of the group, Ranger standing in the centre. They weren't smiling but Steph was glad to see a picture. On the back was written, Nothing easy is worth doing, this is my group, about to head out for the op, R xo.

Steph sat there, on her couch, reading the letter and looking at the photo. She eventually cried herself to sleep, tears of happiness mixed with tears of sadness.

This was how Tank, Bobby and Lester found her several hours later, concerned because she hadn't turned up for work that morning. They quietly removed the letter and photo from her hands and Tank lifted her easily, carrying Steph to her bed.

She stirred as Tank settled her on the bed, "Huh?"

"Shh…Bomber, go back to sleep, dream sweetly," Steph smiled at his words and drifted back to sleep to dream of Ranger.

Back in her living room, the boys were reading the letter Ranger had written for Steph. "Well, it's about time Ric pulled his shit together," commented Tank, "I honestly thought he woulda done something bout it before now, but."

The boys let them selves out of Steph's apartment, thinking how nice it would be to finally see their boss and Bomber, their little 'sister' together.

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Ranger, on the SEAL op

Ranger shifted a little in the dense foliage, after all even Batman got uncomfortable when he had to lie in mud and leaves for hours on end.

His thoughts drifted to Steph, his babe, back in Trenton. He missed he so much, he hadn't seen her happy for so long, and he needed her to go on, he needed her to keep the dark away.

He thought again about the letter he had sent, he knew it would come as a bit of a shock to her, but not to the guys. Nothing ever seamed to get past them.

Ranger thought of Andrews, the man who had died from the snake bite, he had reminded him of Steph so much. Even as he lay dying in his arms he had wanted to continue his reporting of the situation. Ranger had long since distanced himself from the emotions involved in situations like that, he couldn't afford to feel regret or anger, or even sadness, less it distracted him and got him into a compromising situation.

Ranger wanted nothing more then to go home, home to Steph, but he had a job to do, one that must take precedence over all else.

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ok, I don't know anything about snake bites, cept that they can hurt a lot. im gonna redo the summay n possibly the title coz I honestly have no idea where this is going, so all plot suggestions r welcome, izi xoxo