Chapter 2: The Hard Part

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For Murrue, commanding a battleship and fighting to preserve the peace is easy compared to the task at hand. She stood at the door, the only thing separating her from the family that my hate her with all their being, and then knocked. She had thought she knew what she was going to say, hell it was in the briefcase in her hands, but now she can't seem to remember a single word. She tried to think about it, but her thought process was interrupted when a woman opened the door.

"Hello. Do I know you?" The woman asked, she had the same violet colored eyes as Natarle, but she had long black hair.

"You don't know me, but I worked with your daughter, Natarle. She was an amazing soldier and woman," Murrue said. Natarle's mother's eyes watered at the mention of her daughter's name.

"I'm sorry I didn't get your name, Natarle rarely talked about her work but did mention a few of her friends." The woman said, her eyes were about to overflow and Murrue's heart broke over causing this woman more suffering.

"My name is Murrue Ramius, I work with your daughter when she –"Murrue's sentence was cut off as the woman slammed the door practically in her face.

She knew this would probably happen and to tell the truth she didn't blame them. In fact, she expected worse. She turned around and started the walk back to her car. When she reached her car a voice called out to her.

"Ma'am, hold on just a minute, please." A voice called out to her, she turned to see a man with greying violet hair and blue eyes rushing towards her.

"Well, I am going guess that your wife told you who I am," Murrue said, she was terrified at what this man could do to her. She remembered that Natarle said her dad was Special Forces.

"She did, but she didn't tell me why you are here, so I am going to ask you that," the man said.

"I came here to try to make amends with your family," Murrue told him, her eyes watering as she remembered how much pain she caused this family.

"If you are going to try to get forgiveness for my daughter's death, then you need to talk with both me and my wife. If you come back tomorrow, I will try to convince my wife to listen to you," he said.

He stood in front of Murrue, his shoulders squaring, eyes hardening, subconsciously going to the position of attention. The former soldier in front of her just went back into soldier mode, Murrue knew that she had just been given an order; it was not a request as it came off as. Even if it was an "order", Murrue knew that this was tearing at him and causing him pain.

"Sir, I appreciate this, thank you so much," Murrue bowed to him, she wondered if she would ever be able to do such an honorable thing.

"I will see you at 0800, Murrue," he turned to leave, his eyes watering up, memories of his daughter popping up in his head.

AN: Well everyone that read it I hoped you enjoyed it, but please review. It is the only way to improve the story. YAY! My first review, thank you Byron Lancaster. Also there is a poll on my profile please cast your vote on Natarle's parent's names or put in your review if you have any other ideas. The next chapter will be the talk between Natarle's father and mother.