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Title: For God and Country and Heather Lisinski
Characters: Beck, Heather, OCs
Rating: PG
Chapters: 6/??
Disclaimer: No, still don't own Jericho...I'm just playing with the characters, letting them do things TPTB never let them do.

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The first person Heather saw the next day when she walked into the sheriff's office was Beck, surrounded by his men, Gray and Anita. He glanced at her as she came in, his eyes searching, then quickly turned his attention back to whatever Anita was telling him. Heather gritted her teeth when Anita placed a hand on his arm, and he patted it. She turned away, and saw Emily and Jake with some of the other Rangers in another corner. She walked towards them without another glance at Beck.

"Hey," Jake said as she came towards them, "you're limping. Did you hurt yourself yesterday?"

Heather shook her head. "No - just sore from the last day or so."

"Yeah, I heard about Beck tackling you to the ground the other day." Emily said. "And that you spent the night trapped in a storm cellar with him."

Jake's eyes narrowed and he shot a suspicious look towards Beck. "I hadn't heard that - what happened? Did he treat you all right? "

Heather stared at him, then gave a small smile. "I wasn't his prisoner, Jake. He wanted to get out of that storm cellar as much as I did. And nothing happened. We ate, we slept, we talked." And shared some of the most intense moments of her life, she thought, but Jake didn't need to know that. Her eyes slid away, and she met Emily's thoughtful gaze. She could feel the blush start, but she raised her chin, and asked briskly, "What's on the agenda for today?"

Emily tilted her head towards Beck. "More of the same, I'm sure. Beck seems to be watching us pretty carefully - I wonder what's going on over there?"

Heather risked a glance over her shoulder, and met Beck's eyes. His face was stoic, but his eyes were watchful, and he glanced from her to Jake and back again.

Gray called everyone to order, and once there was silence, he began to speak. "Everybody who was trapped has been rescued. The medi-centre is full, but the majority of injuries are minor. There was one fatality - a New Bern man - found out on one of the farms."

Heather glanced at Beck and then quickly re-focused back on Gray.

"Major Beck and some of his men will be going to New Bern today to assess what damage has occurred there, and to return the dead man to his home. For the rest of us, it's clean up and salvage. Heather?"

Heather jumped a little at the sound of her name. "Yes?"

"You're in charge of salvage detail. Anything that can be re-used, let's get it sorted and stored." At Heather's nod, Gray looked around the packed office. "We don't know if we're going to be able to get supplies to rebuild. Once we have a handle on the damage, Anita and Heather will work together to determine the best way to allocate the salvage, and manpower, in order to ensure the people affected by this will be set by winter. Anita will then coordinate with Major Beck to try and get as many necessary supplies through the trading posts, and she will assist him in negotiating for supplies on Jericho's behalf."

"Mr. Mayor," Heather said, "there's still the fieldwork to get done."

Gray frowned at her. "We need as many people as possible for the next couple of days. We'll reassess the supply of gas and oil; we may need to allocate something to the farming effort."

Anita put her hand on Beck's arm and whispered in his ear. He looked at her, and shook his head, before turning his attention back to Gray. Heather discreetly watched them, trying not to grit her teeth. She could understand the attraction; Anita was beautiful, intelligent and knew what she wanted and how to get it. She suspected, however, that Anita hadn't gotten as far as she wanted yet. Beck was still grieving for his wife and child, but the fact that he had kissed Heather showed her he was, if not ready to move on, at least willing to go forward into the future without them. And even though Anita was sitting possessively beside him, Heather knew that Beck would never have kissed her in the storm cellar if there was anything currently going on with Anita. He wasn't that kind of man. But she assumed, watching them, that it was only a matter of time. Beck seemed to enjoy Anita; his eyes warm when he looked at her, not remote and watchful...like the way he was looking at Heather right now.

It took all of her will power to look steadily back at him, and she hoped he couldn't read how much she still hurt from his apology, or how confused and uncertain she felt. She didn't know how she was supposed to act with him, and she felt strangely shy - almost like the old Heather. She dropped her gaze, and then slanted another quick glance at him and caught an amused glimmer in his eyes as he looked at her. She bit her lip, and refocused on Anita and Gray.

Yes, only a matter of time. Anita seemed like such a good match for him. Besides, Heather thought sadly as she listened to Anita telling the group where to take the debris and salvage material, she was willing to bet that Anita didn't have nightmares, and didn't panic when somebody unexpectedly touched her arms.

Beck made his way over to her before everyone left the sheriff's office. He was still limping, and she frowned. "Have you been looked at for that?" she asked as he came up to her.

He paused, and then smiled faintly. "I'm bruised, but that's all. It'll ease during the day. What about you? You're limping too."

"It'll ease during the day," she replied calmly, and then glanced away.

Beck moved slightly closer and lowered his voice. "Did you sleep last night?"

She refused to look at him. "Some," she acknowledged reluctantly.

"Did you eat?"

She looked at him sharply. "What? Why?"

Beck looked around, and then cocked his head towards his office. "Give me five minutes?" he asked.

She hesitated, then nodded.

He led her into his office. "You've lost weight - and don't think I didn't notice that first day in the fields that you struggled to eat the food that Anita and the others brought out."

She stared at him, shocked.

"You need to take care of yourself, Heather."

"I'm fine."

Beck cocked his head and gave her a skeptical look. "You'll be fine, but you're not fine yet. I want you to promise me that you'll eat - even when there's nobody there to watch you."

Heather stared at him, feeling like Alice down the rabbit hole.

He lowered his head, his gaze intent on her face. "I want you to promise, Heather."

She licked her lips. "I promise," she said softly.

Beck straightened. "Good. I won't be back for a couple of days, but - "

The knock on the door was light but sharp, and they turned to see Anita poking her head into the office.

"We need to get going, Edward," Anita said in her light, easy voice.

Heather frowned, and glanced at Beck's now stoic face.

"We?" Heather heard herself ask.

"Oh, didn't you know? I'm going to New Bern, too."


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nativefloridian
Nov. 11th, 2008 09:41 pm (UTC)
Beck seemed to enjoy Anita; his eyes warm when he looked at her, not remote and watchful...like the way he was looking at Heather right now.

Because he's worried about you. He wouldn't worry if he didn't care. And just because she's attractive doesn't mean he cares about Anita the same way.

I want you to promise me that you'll eat - even when there's nobody there to watch you."

She licked her lips. "I promise," she said softly.

Beck straightened. "Good. I won't be back for a couple of days, but - "


He's so sweet, making sure she'll be ok while he's gone.
shirleyann66
Nov. 12th, 2008 05:47 am (UTC)
Because he's worried about you. He wouldn't worry if he didn't care. And just because she's attractive doesn't mean he cares about Anita the same way.

Heather needs a girlfriend who would tell her exactly that. ;) The poor girl has been alone way to long.
inanna7
Nov. 12th, 2008 07:38 am (UTC)
I don't think Beck is obtuse enough to not know that Anita is flirting with him, but I think he maybe obtuse enough to not take how far she'll go with it seriously...

"We?" Heather heard herself ask.

"Oh, didn't you know? I'm going to New Bern, too."
Okay, I can totally see Heather mangling a head of lettuce or some green beans later as she's making herself dinner. Just shredding the stuff to bits as she repeats to herself angrily "Oh, don't you know. I'm going to New Bern, too. GAHHH!!!"
nativefloridian
Nov. 12th, 2008 06:45 pm (UTC)
Okay, I can totally see Heather mangling a head of lettuce or some green beans later

or, given that this is heather, finally getting some rusty screws out that have evaded her until now. or sawing a board into sawdust. Or, worse, hammering way too enthusiastically and breaking a thumb.
shirleyann66
Nov. 12th, 2008 07:20 pm (UTC)
I'll admit it - I saw something similar. She's on salvage and clean-up detail, so I saw her throwing debris with rather more enthusiasm than normal, and ripping down things down with rather focused energy. LOL I wish I would have thought of her doing herself some injury, but...I didn't. I'll have to keep that idea for a different plot bunny. Hmmmmm.....
rubberbisquit
Nov. 15th, 2008 01:13 am (UTC)
Lol, that was totally my response too.

Something, somewhere in Jericho, is about to get really fixed or really broken really quickly.
rubberbisquit
Nov. 15th, 2008 01:12 am (UTC)
He glanced at her as she came in, his eyes searching, then quickly turned his attention back to whatever Anita was telling him.

Beck needs to learn how to reassure and quick because that's mean. And kinda rude. He did just jump her bones and now he's playing the 'too cool for school' card? Head out of your ass Major. Quick.

Heather risked a glance over her shoulder, and met Beck's eyes.

You may just get the title for 'Grand Poobah of Covert Heck Glances' because he's always watching her and I love it!

Anita and Heather will work together to determine the best way to allocate the salvage, and manpower

More like Heather will do all the work and Anita will fawn over Beck as much as humanly possible.

Beck was still grieving for his wife and child, but the fact that he had kissed Heather showed her he was, if not ready to move on, at least willing to go forward into the future without them.

That's such a touching line. I love it.

But she assumed, watching them, that it was only a matter of time.

Don't lose faith Heather!

she was willing to bet that Anita didn't have nightmares, and didn't panic when somebody unexpectedly touched her arms.

BUT! Beck must LOVE hurt/comfort! Just as much as I do! And that means he's going to make it all better! Hang in there!

Beck cocked his head and gave her a skeptical look. "You'll be fine, but you're not fine yet. I want you to promise me that you'll eat - even when there's nobody there to watch you."

My heart, it's melting. I love that's he's being so conscious about how she's taking care of herself but doesn't take this moment to tell her that he'll maybe miss her or he really likes remembering the time they spent in the cellar.

"Oh, didn't you know? I'm going to New Bern, too."

Kill. Just kill. I dislike Anita more each chapter. I applaud you for your fine villainess but I still hate her face. lol.
shirleyann66
Nov. 16th, 2008 07:09 pm (UTC)
Beck needs to learn how to reassure and quick because that's mean. And kinda rude. He did just jump her bones and now he's playing the 'too cool for school' card? Head out of your ass Major. Quick.

Hmmm - I thought of it as him trying to be discreet particularly in public. ;) I like to think that he's really thinking he'd like to walk over there and plant a kiss on her that would curl her toes, but he'd be ripping her clothes off in front of everybody if he did. LOL

Hmmm...I may need to do a series of one-shots of Beck's point of view for this story once I'm finished with this fic...hmmmm.... ;)

You may just get the title for 'Grand Poobah of Covert Heck Glances' because he's always watching her and I love it!

I'll admit it - eyes are my downfall. Especially when they're expressive. Between Heather, Jake, Beck and Hawkins, I was in heaven watching Jericho. LOL And it seemed to me that Beck always WAS watching her - and thinking very naughty thoughts ;) sigh...
rubberbisquit
Nov. 17th, 2008 01:23 am (UTC)
Hmmm - I thought of it as him trying to be discreet particularly in public. ;)

Yeah, he's totally that type of guy but he could have at least given her a smile ;) Or ripped off her clothes, lol.

One shots are awesome. And then you get one shots off of one shots and before you know it you've written a novel length story of one shots. :)

Beck WAS always watching her. Gives me shivers thinking about it.
shirleyann66
Nov. 17th, 2008 04:14 am (UTC)
One shots are awesome. And then you get one shots off of one shots and before you know it you've written a novel length story of one shots. :)

Well, that's almost how this fic was written. All I really wanted to write was the scene in the storm cellar when she's telling him what happened in New Bern, and she's sobbing on his shoulder. I just saw that scene, and needed to get it out. The rest of it grew from there. LOL

Beck WAS always watching her. Gives me shivers thinking about it.

Me too......sigh..... :)
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