Here's just a little short story that crossed my mind. I wasn't going to post anything since I'm working on my Alphabet Series but well sometimes ideas just happen! lol

Hope you like it!

Sand


Six months.

It would make six months in a few days. Six months since Bobby disappeared from her life. From the team’s life. She didn’t know what happened. She had thought that everything was fine after their kiss. They talked about it, made everything clear and moved on. They stayed friends or at least she thought they did. They had spent the following month like nothing had changed and then, all of a sudden, he had disappeared. Garrett had told them all that he had asked for a transfer but that he didn’t want anyone to know where.

It would make six months in a few days. She had cried over him for weeks until she had no more tear to cry. And since then she had done nothing but work. Lucy and Sue had tried to cheer her up but had given up soon. Her life was all about work. When she worked she didn’t have time to think about him. She always arrived at dawn and left way after the others. She couldn’t really sleep anyway.

Weekends were the worst. She had nothing to do. She would have stayed in the bullpen but now she didn’t have any late paperwork left and there were no case going on. Garrett almost banned her from the building.

Tara sighed. At least maybe she would be able to catch up with her mail. She only picked it from the mailbox every time it would get over full. She got out of her apartment and down the stairs. As soon as she opened the mailbox, one envelope immediately caught her eyes. She recognized the handwriting straight away. Running back up, she slammed the door, letting all other letters on the table.

It was his handwriting. She was sure of it. She could have recognized it between thousands. Bobby. She looked at the stamp and frowned. It came from D.C. But they had been told he had been transferred out of D.C. Her heart was beating hard and fast in her chest. She looked at the mailing date and it almost stopped. It had been posted about six months ago! How come it didn’t arrive before?

She torn the envelope and started to read the letter it contained.



Dear Tara,

This is probably the hardest letter I will ever write. The hardest and the most difficult. Because I know that whatever happens, whatever your reaction will be, it will change my life forever.

I know I should talk to you face to face instead of sending you this but I just can’t seem to find the right place, the right moment. Or maybe it’s just me who is too coward.

I’ve spent many days (I should rather say nights) thinking about what happened at the MojoGogo concert. About our kiss. I know I told you that it made me realize that I was in love with Darcy but it isn’t true. I’m so sorry I told you that but I was so afraid to tell you the truth. I was afraid to lose you and what we already had. I still am but I just can’t live like this anymore, not knowing if you feel the same way than I do.

The kiss we shared made me realize that I was in love with you and had been for a long time. I love you Tara. I couldn’t admit it to you that day in the park because I was scared that you’d reject me. And I still was with Darcy and you were with Stanley and I thought it was better this way.

I know now that I was wrong. And that’s why I broke up with Darcy. I knew that I couldn’t love her the way I love you and it wasn’t fair to her.

I know you’re still with Stanley and maybe it’s not fair to you but I feel like you had to know that... and that I needed to tell you. I don’t know if you feel the same way and I don’t want you to worry if you don’t. It’s okay. I’m expecting it. If I have no news from you in a few days I’ll know that my feeling aren’t return and I’ll leave. I don’t know where yet but I can’t stay and see you with someone else. I’ll leave and let you live your life with whoever you want.

I hope to hear from you. I love you with all my heart. Always.

Bobby.


* * * * * *


One week later

He hated weekends. He had nothing to do during weekends and his thoughts always went to what he left back in D.C. To the woman who had his heart and who would have it forever. To the moments they shared. To this kiss that changed his life. To Tara.

When He didn’t hear from her three weeks after sending the letter, he had asked for a transfer and ended up in Seattle. He had left without telling anyone, knowing it would be too hard and not wanting anyone to see his misery. Especially not Tara. He knew her and he didn’t want her to feel obliged to do something to cheer him up.

Almost six months had passed and he was still miserable. He had made no friends, only a few co-workers he sometimes took a drink with.

The doorbell of his apartment rang. Probably the elderly neighbor who wanted him to repar her sink. He got up from the couch and went to open the door. He froze. Was he having hallucinations? It couldn’t be her. She didn’t know where he was. No one did.

“Hey.”

Her voice was like music to his ear. He closed his eyes. He didn’t know if it was to check he wasn’t dreaming or just enjoy the sound of her voice. But when he opened them again, she was still here.

“Tara.” He whispered.

“Can I come in?” she asked and he stepped back without a word.

She entered and he closed the door.

“How did you find out where I am?”

“I asked Garrett when I received this.” She said, handing him the letter.

“But...?”

“I only received it last week.”

He looked at her, stunned and speechless. He didn’t know how to react. She took a step toward him and looked up at him.

“Bobby... do you really mean what you said in this letter.”

“Every word. And I still do.”

She took another step and reached out to rest her hand against his cheek.

“Bobby, I love you too.” She said.

And she kissed him, melting against him when he kissed her back, tears of joy falling on his cheeks. He held her tight, their embrace going passionate. He only let her lips go when the lack of air forced him.

“I love you Tara.”

“I love you too Bobby. Please come back to D.C. We all miss you. I miss you.”

“I’m so sorry. I thought you didn’t say anything because you didn’t want me. I didn’t want to leave.”

“Does that mean you’ll come back?”

“On one condition.” He smiled.

“What?”

He let her and went to his room, taking a box from his drawer. Coming back to the living room, he knelt in front of her.

“Tara Williams... will you marry me?”

She looked at him stunned before she realized he really was serious.

“Yes.” She whispered. “Yes I will marry you.”

“Really? You’re not saying that because I said it was a condition to me coming back. I wasn’t serious about that.”

“Bobby,” she started, kneeling in front of him. “I said yes because I’ve wanted to marry you for a long time. Because I love you.”

They kissed again, sharing all the love in their hearts. Knowing that all the pain they both felt for the last months was now over. Knowing that a new life was starting. A life full of love. The life they both dreamt about. Knowing that the dream had come true.


FADE OUT

Wow...

that was beautiful hun!!

thanks for sharing!!!

Sand86802,

That was lovely. By fade out, do you mean it is over?????? I hope not. It is lovely and I loved the letter from Bobby. Just

Jenny

cath

Short but sweet. I'm so happy Tara reacted in the minute she got his letter.

This story is so touching and full of love!!!! I really like it, Helene!!! And if I would be on Tara and Bobby's place I would sue mail service


for sharing this story with us!!!


Restie

Wonderful story, sand! Just the right balance of angst and fluff...fluff winning out in the end of course!

kav

Your story has an important lesson in it. Don't trust the postal system (or email) to deliver important messages.

sooo funny, although you cannot blame the postal service for everything!!!! It says:

She only picked it from the mailbox every time it would get over full.

So really, it is tara's fault and not the postal service's. Sorry to burst everyones bubble

*runs off and hides*

Very sweet Sand !!!

Delicious like a chocolate truffle.

wonderful, Sand!

that was beautiful.

That probably would have been a good idea, Bobby...but in the end, it all worked out.

Great short story, sand86802!

Tracy

Wonderful and amazing- thank you...

Helene hun, your story escaped my notice until you referenced it in the "First or Second" game and I realized I hadn't read a Challenge story from you! So I hurried over here and read your short story. I'm so glad you posted it too. That was short but so tender and sweet mixed in with enough angst from the problems caused by the darn postal system. Thanks hun, sorry for not reading this sooner! Hope all is well with you.

Hugs,
JF

Helene, you wrote this beautifully!! I love Bobby's letter - I can actually hear his voice when I read it - it would be something he would do!!

The postal service can mess us up at times - after six months Tara was probably lucky that she got it at all!!! Wouldn't that have been terrible???

But, happily ever after did happen and we are all very glad it did!!!

Thanks for sharing!!!

Joy

i just

THis was so short and sweet I loved it....