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John felt like he was drowning but he couldn't pull himself above the water. A terrible pain in his shoulder pulled him to consciousness. He looked around frightened as he didn't recognize anything. "Wh-"
"John, calm down. We need you to calm down," he heard Al's slightly high voice. John nodded trying to take deep breaths. Then it all faded again. He pushed through the barrier of water and his eyes fluttered open. He blinked several times before his eyes opened fully. There were several faces he recognized in the room, but all of them were focused on someone at the door. His gaze slowly followed to see a woman not much taller than him with dark blonde hair. She was speaking to his friends. "No way. We don't even know you. John would have said something about his sister wouldn't he?"
"Yeah," came Sandy's high voice.
"I swear my name is Harriet Watson. Take a blood test or whatever you want, but I am John's sister. I just wanted to tell him I'm sorry and sober now," the woman declared as she looked at his friends.
"H-Harry," John barely whispered. He smiled as the others turned and smiled.
"John, thank God you're alive," "We were so worried," came the words from everybody. His sister stayed in the doorway with tears streaming down her face.
"John, I'm sorry," she said loudly before leaving. John felt worry and pain fill him as she left.
"H-Harry," he tried to call but only a hoarse whisper escaped him. Mindy jumped up and ran after the woman as John's heart monitor started to spike. They came back and John smiled, calming quickly. "Harry. Missed...you."
"Give him some water will ya," his sister declared looking at the men and women in the room. Al nodded and held a cup with a straw for John. He slowly drank from it happily. He frowned as the cup was withdrawn. "Can't drink to much or you'll choke. Course you're a doctor you already know that huh?"
"Yeah...Harry...why...are...you...here?" John asked slowly. His sister smiled sadly.
"I, can I talk to John privately?" Harry asked shyly. The others nodded and left quickly. The other blonde took large steps to close the space between her and John. "I heard what happened a few years back John, I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. I'm a terrible sister and I feel really, really terrible for not being there. After that I tried to find you, but you were gone. No one could tell me. Clara said she'd never seen me so sober or worried. Johnny, I'm really sorry."
"Harry, you know I absolutely hate that name," John laughed at his sister. She sighed and joined in the laughter. A knock distracted the pair and they turned to the door. "Thank you Harry."
"John, there's to be a ceremony in a week if you can attend. It's for you," Drew declared from the door. He waited for John's response.
"Yes," the doctor responded. He looked at his sister with a smile. "Harry, could I possibly stay with you until I find my own place?"
"Yeah, that's fine. Let me check with Clara though," the sturdy woman replied. She texted someone before looking at him again. "So, find anybody?"
"No, not sure if that's possible anyway," John answered with a sad smile.
"It's okay Johnny. I know. You remember Melody? I was in love, but it didn't last. I was back on my feet in no time. You can do it too," she whispered holding his hand. John nodded with a smile. "Johnny, I love you."
"Thank you Harry," her brother sighed as he slowly fell asleep again. Three weeks later found him slowly leaving the hospital with Harry. He had been honorably discharged for his efforts and had a small army pension now. He stopped and looked at the small house Harry and Clara owned. "Harry, it's just like the one you always wanted."
"I know, Clara found it. She showed it to me and we fell in love with it," the taller blonde replied with a smile. They walked in and the thin woman at the table jumped up. "Clara."
"Oh Harry, I'm so proud of you. John, it's so good to see you finally too. Everyone was up in a panic when you disappeared years ago. You joined the army, we should've thought of that," the dark haired woman sighed as she hugged him. He hugged her back with a smile.
"Thank you both. I really needed this. I'm sure Drew, Al, Sandy, and Mindy told you what happened Harry?" John asked carefully as he sat at the table. His sister nodded. "Tell me?"
"They said they got all of the injured back to the helicopter before going back for you. They heard a grenade and went back. When they found you, you were bleeding out in the sand. Your shoulder was terrible. Al said he and Mindy started to operate on you as much as possible. Then they got back to base, stabilized you and airlifted you to a good hospital. That's where you were for three weeks Johnny. End of story. Now, I've got to get to work," Harry said with a smile. She stood and walked up the stairs. John turned to his sister in law.
"What have you done to my sister?" he asked playfully. Clara smiled and looked at him.
"Time can change someone a lot John, you make yourself at home, I'm going to go help her," the taller woman responded walking towards the stairs. He smiled as he looked around and stood. He spotted a pad of paper and scribbled a small note telling them he'd gone on a small walk. He sighed as he limped through the large park and smiled inhaling the warm scent of the trees.
"Oh please, can we go to the coffee shop?" a familiar voice cut into John's ears. He turned to see the beautiful brown hair of the person who stole his love. John ducked quickly hiding from view behind a bush. He sighed and thought of how to leave the park without being noticed. The doctor peaked carefully over the bush to see the set of curls he'd missed so much. Victor was smiling up at his face and speaking lower now. A bark of laughter came from the other man making John's skin tingle. He shook his head and stood determined and walked back towards the house. He took deep breaths as he walked holding in the tears that threatened to fall down his face. He heard Victor say something loudly and glanced back barely to see the pair looking at him. John turned back to the path ahead of him taking deep breaths to distract from those stunning eyes. He walked faster trying to ignore the feeling of heartbreak running through his chest. "Oh Johnny boy! I thought that was you!"
I apologize for the cliff hanger.
