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Promises (or lack thereof) - Pt. 7/25

Challenge:  love_bingo   
Rating:  PG to PG-13
Words:  540
Prompt:  LB3 - Dalliance
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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In the three weeks after Stanley and Mimi's wedding, Beck and Heather's relationship took on a pattern. 

Beck's officers knew he'd be at Heather's house for supper each evening and back at camp at exactly 20:00 hours. They knew he'd spent the last three Saturday afternoons at the garage she'd set up, helping her work on whichever vehicle she had in the shop that day. Usually Charlotte. The last three Sundays had been spent at the Greens, where Gail welcomed everyone, including the Richmonds, the Hawkins, and Heather, and whatever guests they chose to bring for Sunday dinner.

Every now and then, the Major and Heather would make an appearance at Bailey's. Sometimes they met up with Heather's friends who were gradually becoming the Major's friends as well. Sometimes they met up with the Major's colleagues - usually one of the Majors who'd joined Beck's coalition and who had come to Jericho for one reason or another; occasionally one or more of Beck's officers. Usually, though, they went to Bailey's on their own to share a supper that one or the other of them hadn't cooked.

Major Beck, to the secret delight of his officers and not a few of his enlisted men, was building a life for himself.

It was still platonic - but everyone knew it was only the Major's and Heather's over-developed, strong senses of honor that kept it that way. their deeply held belief that marriage vows were not to be broken lightly, even if one spouse had been missing for a year. No one thought for a moment, though, that this was a casual dalliance for the Major, or even a rebound relationship. Besides the fact he wasn't the kind of man to easily break his wedding vows, he also wasn't the kind of man to have casual flings with pretty women, not even on the rebound. Even more than that: there was no mistaking the connection between the Major and Heather - it was almost alive - something almost tangible that those watching wished they could reach out and touch. 

Everyone watching them was happy about the relationship. If nothing else, it meant the Major smiled once in awhile. His officers sometimes felt like approving maiden aunts, and gossiped among themselves in much the same way. They were all happy for the Major; he'd been sad for too long, grieving for his missing family. Not that his growing closeness to Heather prevented him from continuing to regularly check with his contacts for any news of his wife and daughter. His growing closeness to Heather and the happiness she brought him didn't diminish his love for his missing family or his need to find out what had happened to them. As the days passed, though, the possibility that his family would be found alive grew ever slimmer, especially since there'd been - as far as anyone could tell - no attempts by Rosa to contact him.

He'd been grieving for a year; he would grieve even more as the years passed. But his officers believed that, given enough time, the Major and Heather could make a good life together.

Three weeks and one day after the Richmond wedding, Major Beck was ordered to head east.

They were at war.



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"So we can believe the big ones?"

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-- Susan and Death in Hogfather by Terry Pratchett

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-- Lord Vetinari in Going Postal by Terry Pratchett

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-- Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett

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-- Interesting Times by Terry Pratchett

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In the 24th century, there will be no hunger. There will be no greed. And every child will know how to read.

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We've got two lives, one we're given and the other one we make
And the world won't stop, and actions speak louder
Listen to your heart, and what your heart might say
Everything we got, we got the hard way.

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

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Cause when they own the information, oh
They can bend it all they want.

-- John Mayer, Waiting on the World to Change from the album Continuum

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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."

-- Mary Anne Radmacher, as seen in Uncle John's Bathroom Reader Tales to Inspire

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I never loved the soldier
Until there was a war.
Or thought about tomorrow
'til my baby hit the floor.
I only talk to God
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I never cherished freedom
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-- Five for Fighting, Freedom Never Cries from the album Two Lights

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Even heroes have the right to bleed
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Had a dream last night took a time travellin' ride
Back to my childhood where those monsters reside
They snack on innocence and dine on self-esteem
But I like to be in touch with what makes me scream
Vampires, mummies and the Holy Ghost
These are the things that terrify me the most.
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