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Date Posted: 08:44:32 10/02/06 Mon
Author: Braden
Subject: inside
In reply to: Reese 's message, "Inside" on 08:13:11 10/02/06 Mon

He groaned as soon as Skeeter came in and asked him what was wrong with Reese and all he could do was go after her because he knew she was crying and damn it, he hated seeing her cry. He just couldn�t handle it, it killed something inside of him. Quickly, he made his way out of the office, brushing past Skeeter and everyone else in the hallway. He took the stairs instead of waiting for the elevator, making his way down to the bottom level, not even out of breath after nine flights of stairs. �Reese!� He called out, a low growl escaping his lips as he yelled for her. He ran up behind her, his arm going around her from behind to pull her back against him. �I hate that I am always making you cry.� He stated softly, dropping down his head to rest against the top of her head, inhaling the warm scent of her skin and hair. A low breath escaped his lips as he closed his eyes, pulling her back against the building in the shadows. �That�s when Keegan died. I watched him die. Every time I am yelling in my dreams, Reese baby, I am trying to save him. I am trying to bring him back home to you. Ten men, ten men died in front of me and my best friend was...was...mutilated, desecrated in front of me. I don�t like to talk about it because that makes it real and...and I don�t like to think about how I let everyone down. I let you down, I let them down, most of all, I let Keegan down and damn, baby, I am so sorry, every minute of my life I am so sorry about that.� Rain was falling down around him as he turned to look at her, his body pinning her against the building, his hands on either side of her head, gazing down at her, rain water falling down over his head. �I am sorry. I am sorry I yelled, I am sorry I let you down, I�m sorry I let your brother down and I am sorry that I am so screwed up in the head but I just..I can�t talk about this..with anyone. Especially not my boss, especially not Remy.� He bit his lip heavily, gazing down at her with emotionally dark eyes, begging her to understand why he had been so upset, why he had freaked out so harshly when he had come back from the meeting with Remy. He hadn�t been so livid with her, he had been livid with what happened that he didn�t stop. Good men died and it had been his responsibility to see that that didn�t happen but he had let it and talking about it was just like another smack in the face all over again, flaunting his failures.

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Replies:

Inside -- Reese, 08:54:12 10/02/06 Mon
- inside -- Braden, 09:29:49 10/02/06 Mon
  - Inside -- Reese, 09:43:38 10/02/06 Mon
    - inside -- Braden, 10:04:52 10/02/06 Mon
      - Inside -- Reese, 10:13:13 10/02/06 Mon
        inside -- Braden, 10:41:55 10/02/06 Mon