Scripted Away
Factory for twisted tales and mysterious matters
Smiling softly, Mayrose nodded at him.
"Of course Jim, you may ask me everything, but it's a longer story, so I hope you're okay with that."
She leaned back in her couch as well and looked at the ceiling for a moment.
"Henry was a soldier, and i was a secretary.
One day, his squad and about three more came to protect our town from an approaching wave of enemies, and even though they could right them off for quite a while, we were brought into the bunker when they got a warning of approaching bombers. My whole family- mother, father, little sister- and many others spent about a week down in the bunker, safe from the attacks until one bomb landed exactly on it. It was a firm bunker, but that was too much. Rubble rained down on us, and my father and sister were buried under it and died. My mother and me were unconscious for about two days. When we woke up again, we found ourselves in a hospital a few towns away from home. That's were Henry and ne met again. He had suffered a bad injury on his leg from the fights, and was dismissed. After we all were halfway recovered, my mother, Henry and me walked all the way back to our hometown. We met a young woman with a baby buggy, pleading for help for her child, and since i had learned a bit about first aid at the time we spent at the hospital, I had a look into the buggy to see ehat was wrong with the kid...but it was dead. Halway rotten already, but its mother just couldn't give it up. That was when I decided I would become a psychiatrist once the war would be over. I wanted to help people who were hurt so badly. Well, we eventually made it home, and Henry and Me got married. We had two wonderful children- Derek and Annie- they're living a few towns away.
But Henry's injury never really healed, it kept inflaming again and again and at some point he just was too weak to get through it again. He fell asleep peacefully, surrounded by our family. He was such a wonderful man. I know he will be fine, wherever he is now."
Smiling softly, she pulled an old photo out of her wallet. ((https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/e2/0b/b9/e20bb94eba6a47ba94c91555abab1042.jpg))
"This is us, about 40 years ago. He had just come back from a 5-weeks business trip."
Rachel smiled softly and hugged Hunter for a moment.
"No, I trust jim", she said gently. "And i think you can trust Mac too. Have you seen how he looks at you? You And your kids are the most important persons in his life, along with Jim. I think he's rather have his wings cut off than be apart from you. You're his everything."
Sam nodded, a wide grin on his face. "Excited as i could be", he chuckled. "I still wonder how Cole will react when i ask him if he'll be my best man. Gotta remember to do that as soon as he comes home."
"Not bad for your first try", Jake said eith a soft smirk, grabbed his how, aimed and shot within two seconds, nailing the can at the wall behind it right in the middle. "Just keep practising", he said winking and put his bow back on his back. "C'mon, let's set up the targets in the forest now, before it's getting too late."
He put one hand on Mike's shoulder and teleported to the edge of the forest behind the farm. "They're all standing in the forest, but I want to make sure they are presentable, usable, and where they belong. Hope you ain't afraid of nighty forests."
Lola nodded, smirking. "A nice guy. It's really sweet how deeply he cares about Bailey. What's with him?", she asked curiously, smiling up at Dylan. "By the way, your shoulder is really really comfortable...", she sighed happily.
"Of course Jim, you may ask me everything, but it's a longer story, so I hope you're okay with that."
She leaned back in her couch as well and looked at the ceiling for a moment.
"Henry was a soldier, and i was a secretary.
One day, his squad and about three more came to protect our town from an approaching wave of enemies, and even though they could right them off for quite a while, we were brought into the bunker when they got a warning of approaching bombers. My whole family- mother, father, little sister- and many others spent about a week down in the bunker, safe from the attacks until one bomb landed exactly on it. It was a firm bunker, but that was too much. Rubble rained down on us, and my father and sister were buried under it and died. My mother and me were unconscious for about two days. When we woke up again, we found ourselves in a hospital a few towns away from home. That's were Henry and ne met again. He had suffered a bad injury on his leg from the fights, and was dismissed. After we all were halfway recovered, my mother, Henry and me walked all the way back to our hometown. We met a young woman with a baby buggy, pleading for help for her child, and since i had learned a bit about first aid at the time we spent at the hospital, I had a look into the buggy to see ehat was wrong with the kid...but it was dead. Halway rotten already, but its mother just couldn't give it up. That was when I decided I would become a psychiatrist once the war would be over. I wanted to help people who were hurt so badly. Well, we eventually made it home, and Henry and Me got married. We had two wonderful children- Derek and Annie- they're living a few towns away.
But Henry's injury never really healed, it kept inflaming again and again and at some point he just was too weak to get through it again. He fell asleep peacefully, surrounded by our family. He was such a wonderful man. I know he will be fine, wherever he is now."
Smiling softly, she pulled an old photo out of her wallet. ((https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/e2/0b/b9/e20bb94eba6a47ba94c91555abab1042.jpg))
"This is us, about 40 years ago. He had just come back from a 5-weeks business trip."
Rachel smiled softly and hugged Hunter for a moment.
"No, I trust jim", she said gently. "And i think you can trust Mac too. Have you seen how he looks at you? You And your kids are the most important persons in his life, along with Jim. I think he's rather have his wings cut off than be apart from you. You're his everything."
Sam nodded, a wide grin on his face. "Excited as i could be", he chuckled. "I still wonder how Cole will react when i ask him if he'll be my best man. Gotta remember to do that as soon as he comes home."
"Not bad for your first try", Jake said eith a soft smirk, grabbed his how, aimed and shot within two seconds, nailing the can at the wall behind it right in the middle. "Just keep practising", he said winking and put his bow back on his back. "C'mon, let's set up the targets in the forest now, before it's getting too late."
He put one hand on Mike's shoulder and teleported to the edge of the forest behind the farm. "They're all standing in the forest, but I want to make sure they are presentable, usable, and where they belong. Hope you ain't afraid of nighty forests."
Lola nodded, smirking. "A nice guy. It's really sweet how deeply he cares about Bailey. What's with him?", she asked curiously, smiling up at Dylan. "By the way, your shoulder is really really comfortable...", she sighed happily.