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Promises (or lack thereof) - Pt. 3/25

Challenge:  love_bingo   
Rating:  PG to PG-13
Words:  500
Prompt:  LB2 - Seeing Other People 
Warnings:  Nothing too explicit but will warn for violence/implied torture in a couple of the later parts (I'll post a specific warning on those posts). Everything in the series and comics is fair game, so spoilers ahoy!  

Disclaimer:   I do not own, nor am I affiliated with, CBS or Jericho or...whoever else may actually own this show.  I just like to take the characters out to play.  I put them back, mostly unharmed...although not always...this is for fun, not profit and no copyright infringement is intended.

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Heather didn't want to be in love - not like this. 

But she couldn't help herself. 

She tried. She accepted dates - even made a few herself. Some even went for more than one or two awkward evenings at Bailey's. Some eventually turned into friendships - but nothing romantic. Not even close. She couldn't help wishing for a different face across the table from her in Bailey's, wishing for a different voice telling her about his day, wanting to see warmth in a different pair of eyes. She couldn't help wanting to see a smile - a real smile - on a different face, and know she was the person who put it there. 

She knew he wasn't doing it deliberately - she was almost sure, anyway. Because she'd start to think he was just a good friend, just a man she worked with, like so many others - and then she'd catch him...looking at her... 

And yes, she felt twelve when she thought about it that way - but there was no other way to describe it. 

He'd look at her, and she'd see...yearning, and vulnerability - that look of someone who can see what they want but it's just out of reach. A dream, a desire, and they're unable to attain it. 

She'd see that look on his face and she would be struck dumb - feeling like an idiot, but knowing the attraction she felt was far from one-sided - that this pull she felt towards him was mutual. 

No matter how many dates she went on, the feelings for him would always interfere - and so, she finally stopped seeing other people. 

She only ever really saw him anyway. 
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Beck didn't want to stand in Heather's way. She was young. Beautiful. Loving. She deserved to find someone who could love her wholeheartedly, someone who didn't have the uncertainty of a missing family or the risk of being executed for treason hanging over their heads. Besides, he still loved his wife even though he hadn't been able to find anything out about her in almost a year. With everything that had happened since the Attacks, it felt like it had been ten years since he'd last seen Rosa. 

He tried not to think of his daughter, his Madeleine, at all. 

When Beck would hear that Heather had a date, he would think of Rosa, and look the other way. But he found he'd work even later than normal, and then he'd have to fight the tempation to go to Bailey's or Heather's house to check on her. To see if she was home alone. 

Instead, he'd return to his tent on base. There he'd sit and brood, wondering if this man would be the one who could give her everything he could not. If this would finally be the man she'd look at like a child at a carnival, with wonder in her eyes...the way she looked at him.

 And he'd feel angry at himself and guilty for feeling this way - but he couldn't help himself.



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-- Mary Chapin Carpenter, The Hard Way from the album Come On, Come On

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Cause when they own the information, oh
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Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says, "I'll try again tomorrow."

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