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Date Posted: 21:15:51 03/06/01 Tue
Author: Lacy
Subject: A Far Greater Treasure: Prologue (Repost)

Hey, everyone! Remember me? Well, way back in August of last year, I started this fan-fic. Unfortunately, I got a little sidetracked and didn't get too far into it. But I'm back with a story to be told. So I'm reposting the prologue and part one and will have part two up within 24 hours. Enjoy!

A Far Greater Treasure

Prologue

The sun beat down mercilessly on Jerusalem. It was a still, hot day without even an occasional breeze to cool the busy commuters. They hurried by one another without making eye contact, eager to arrive at their destinations. Some pairs chatted animatedly, but the recent terrorist strikes had most people on edge. Amid the sea of dark hair and tan skin, the blonde hair and blue eyes of Dr. Michael Horton caused more than a few glances. He coolly ignored them all; he�d grown accustomed to the stares in the past few years. The young man at his side noticed the stares and smiled to himself. Jeremy found it kind of funny. The stares would cease�or maybe increase�if people knew who the man was. Founder of the Horton Clinic, his name was known all over Jerusalem, even though he kept a low profile. His work among the poor�Jew and Muslim alike�had earned him many honors and much love. But it was not the love of the city that Dr. Horton craved. It was not love of glory, honor, or prestige that caused him to move so quickly through the streets. No, it was a far greater treasure that caused the joy in his eyes.

*~*~

Carrie smiled as the door to her modest suburban home opened, letting in the laughing voices of the men in her life. It was the weekend�which meant Jeremy would be here. Jeremy�what an angel Mike�s son was! She had grown to love him as a brother and to cherish the days he was here. He was just like his father�strong, but a romantic at heart. Jeremy provided her with the much-needed family ties that Carrie so longed for. She had kept in touch with her relatives, of course, but it just wasn�t the same as being in the midst of all those she had left behind in Salem. But as she heard Mike call her name she knew that her love for him far outweighed any other needs in her life.

*~*~

Several months later�

Mike stared at his wife as she calmly rinsed cleanser off her face and patted it dry with a fluffy towel. As she reached for her moisturizer he was amazed she could so calmly go about her daily routine when she had just dropped a bombshell.

�Carrie,� he said, his voice strained. �What did you just say, Princess?� Carrie slowly turned her head and a smile flickered across her lips.

�Mike, dear, I said that I�we�are going to have a baby.� Her eyes held his in an intense gaze. His sudden shriek of joy made her jump and then she was in his arms being spun through the air. She held on tightly and laughed with him in joy and excitement. Mike stopped and crushed her against him. �Mike,� came a muffled voice next to his chest. �You�re making me smear moisturizer all over you.�

�I don�t care, sweetheart. We are having a baby�a baby! My god, do you know how incredible this is? I�m going to be a daddy!� A boyish grin lit up his face. �That means Little League and PeeWee football and�.or if it�s a girl there will be ballet and music lessons��

�Hey!� Carrie interrupted with a playful punch. �Our daughter will kick anybody�s butt in football�just wait and see. Brady women don�t take life sitting down. And just FYI: it wouldn�t hurt any son of yours to take music lessons. Have you heard Jeremy sing? He�s almost as bad as you are!� Carrie said with an exaggerated grimace. Mike threw back his head and laughed.

Pulling her close he whispered, �Angel, I don�t care what this kid does as long as they�re healthy and happy.� He leaned down and kissed her softly. �I love you, Carrie Horton.�

�And I love you, Mike. There�s only one thing left to talk about��

*~*~

�Of course you know I�m going back with you,� Jeremy declared firmly.

�Jeremy��

�No, don�t even try that, Dad,� he interrupted. �This is my one chance to leave Israel and discover my Horton heritage. I�m finally old enough to go even if Mom does throw a fit. Besides, I can�t let Carrie go all that way without me. I would be lonesome and worried. I�ve just got to go! And lord knows you won�t be able to get her pickles and ice cream at a moments notice,� he grinned.

�I think it�s a wonderful idea,� Carrie breathed. �Mike, he should come. Grandmother Alice would so love to see him�all of our family and friends would. Please?�

Mike�s aversion to the idea melted at the hope shining in the two faces before him. He smiled and nodded; with that the bargain was sealed. The Hortons were returning to Salem!

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I know I'm extremely late in reading this(LOL) -- BlazinDays, 23:42:57 02/08/02 Fri