I'm a DiNozzo

Missing Jack (20)

"Don't tell me you're getting cold feet lady." A voice challenged.

"What? Who's there?"

"You don't recognize me?" I turned around to see Brock leaning against the opposite wall.

"Brock?"

"Hi Anna." He greeted.

"You're gonna make me ruin my makeup." I said annoyed, using my finger to keep tears from running down my face.

"Still a mess huh?"

"Definitely still a mess." I agreed.

"Where are your dolls, doll?"

"Right, here in my pocket." I informed him, pulling the dolls out from my pocket, and showing them to him.

"You still have them huh?"

"Of course I still have them. I have them even if I don't have my phone I have these dolls. I love them."

"No one's going to judge you if you take those up with you. Jack especially will get it. And if they do say something, burn them."

I giggled. "Brock, I can't just burn people."

"I could. I'm an angle now, I have al kinds of cool new powers."

"No thank you Brock."

"Eh, offer's still on the table if you want it."

...

"I saved you a seat."

"I saw. 'Reserved for your best man' huh? Can brides have best men?"

"Yes, of course they can."

"... alright then, I'm honored."

"You ready to go?" Dad asked, appearing in the doorway.

"Ready as I'll ever be." I agreed. I smiled at brock again, took dad's arm, and with my other arm, I had the dolls. Brock had a hand on my shoulder, and I felt him kiss the top of my head before walking in front of dad and I and I watched him walk through the other guests and sit in his chair.

My eyes flicked open to see 'my' bedroom ceiling. I had moved out of dads house, and was living in Jacks apartment. I was sleeping in Jacks bed while he was away. I missed him so much.

Wait.

That dream. It must've been a dream right?

But I want it to have be real.

I want it to be real.

Because I was getting married to Jack.

Oh...

I missed Jack...

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Jack  went and served in the Navy, and got sent to Russia. Or more specifically the water  between Canada and Russia. The Navy has had boats stationed there ever since the cold war.

More recently he'd been transferred from the Russian Area to Iranian waters to aid with both the Iranian and Afghanistan war.

I haven't seen him in 4 years. We weren't able to facetime because of a lot of reasons. We wrote letters, all the time! But it wasn't the same. I hadn't heard his voice in 4 years.

4 years.

4, very long years.

4, very long, excruciating years.

I missed him! I really really did. But he was on tour for another 8 months. And I've been counting down the days.

I was making dinner one night -spaghetti bolognaise- spinning my fidget ring up and down my finger. The tune bouncing around my head was familiar, and I knew the words, I just didn't like it. So I changed the words.

"And the blood will dry, underneath my nails." I let the sauce simmer, set down the spoon, and danced with the words coming from my mouth. "And the wind will raise up, to fill our sails. So you can doubt, and you can hate. But I know no matter what it takes. I want you home, I want you home. Tell the world I want you home. We'll let the rain, wash away. All the pain of yesterday. You know our kingdom awaits. We'll forgive all our mistakes. I want you home, I want you home. Tell the world I want you.

"Still far away, from where you belong. But it's always darkest before the dawn. So you can doubt, and you can hate! But I know no matter what it takes. I want you home, I want you home. Tell the world I want you home. We'll let the rain, wash away. All the pain of yesterday. You know our kingdom awaits. We'll forgive all our mistakes. I want you home, I want you home. Tell the world I want you.

"I want you home! I want you home, tell the world I want you home. We'll let the rain wash away, all the pain of yesterday. You know our kingdom awaits. We'll forgive all our mistakes. I want you home, I want you home. Tell the world I want you home." I finished with what would've been a quad but half-way through my foot collapsed, and I hit the ground hard.

Pain shot up my knee, but I ignored it, getting to my feet again. A shiver ran up my spine as I went back to the Bolognese. 

Short chapter! I know! Sorry about that. But I wanted to get this out tonight because there's a huge storm headed my way! It's supposed to cut power for about a million people in my state so I wanted to give you guys something to maybe satisfy you while I'm away for a while. I don't know when my power's coming back on, or if it's leaving at all, just wanted to make you guys aware of that!

Anyways, thanks for reading!

<3

-Eliza