Saving Grace
A Safe Secret
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Sands paced
the waiting room, feeling more helpless than he ever had in his life.
in comparison to his feelings for Grace.
He had never needed someone until she came along – and just as quickly
as he found her, he could lose her.
“Sands?”
He stopped
pacing at the sound of Harold’s voice.
“Do you know something?”
“No.
Sands was
appalled. “Are you fucking kidding
me? I’m not leaving.”
“You need
to be debriefed and…”
“So Harold “I can’t, “So you have “Christ…” “Ajedrez Harold “Believe “Mr. ‘I “I don’t care “What?” “I L-O-V-fucking-E her, all right?” Harold simply looked at Sands. Sands put his glasses back on, &s]> “I have to go make a couple of “No.” Harold returned a half hour later, “A surgeon? “Not for her, for you. “She doesn’t seem to mind,” he said “You let her see?” “Yeah.” “On purpose?” Sands grew angry. “No,” Harold said quickly. “She’s not some one night stand, “In less than a week she managed “Do more than…” “You brought in Grace Milano?” a “Yes,” Sands quickly answered. “She is still in surgery, señor, “Thanks.” Sands voice was emotionless. “You really do love her,” Sands slid down the wall, taking a Harold took a seat on the floor “You got a phone call after I was…” “Not down here, Sheldon. “Yeah well…I’m thanking her first.”
defuckingbrief me here – I’m not leaving!”
decided to dig a bit deeper. “Why
not? We won’t leave her alone here, she
is the CIA’s responsibility since we asked to to stay with you.”
all right?”
been sleeping with her then. Sands
pulled off his glasses, causing the other man to cringe.
was a quick, dirty fuck – nothing more.
Grace is… I can’t leave her.”
suddenly forgot about the hollow sockets before him. “I don’t believe it.”
what?”
Don’t Give a Fuck About Anyone’ actually cares about somebody.”
about her, Harold,” Sands spat. He
found the wall and slumped against it.
“I love her.”
glasses back on, the other…well, the other part of him was toopefipefied by the
revelation that Sands was even familiar with what love was.
shaking his head. “What the fuck do you
think?”
calls.
two cups of coffee in his hands. He
handed one to Sands, then said, “I’m flying a surgeon down – he’ll be here by
six.”
don’t?”
in your head, you’ll freak your woman out.”
softly.
a bit cocky when it comes to women and…”
Harold. She asked to see, so I showed
her.”
to…”
she…” Footsteps approached the m
cau
causing Sands to freeze up.
doctor with a thick accent asked.
she has lost a lot of blood, but things are looking better than when she
arrived. I will let you know when she
is out.”
The doctor walked away and Sands put a hand to his forehead.
Harold said, things finally sinking in.
seat on the floor. “I’d let them
fucking bleed me dry if it meant she’d be all right.”
next to Sands. His voice was suddenly
brimming with emotion. “I thought you
died.”
sister was…I thought you died then. You
turned into someone who was nothing like the young man you were when I first
met you. Thaman man in there,” his head
nodded toward the operating room, “brought you back from the dead.
to get you to clean up your language a bit.”
with the force of a train. Had anyone
else been there with him, he would have continued holding everything in, but
Harold was different. As many times as
they’d been at odds, as many times as Harold had given the impression of
disliking Sands, he was the closet thing to a father Sands had – and Haroknewknew it. Insults came from both ends,
but were never really meant. Fights
occurred, but never held. He’d been through
rough times with Sands, but nothing that compared to the recent events in his
life. It didn’t shock Harold in the
least when Sands leaned his head on his shoulder and began to sob
violently. Sands would never admit to
it later, but it didn’t matter. He didn’t
need to be his usual ‘hard-ass’ self then – his secret would be safe.