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Marcus Kane sat slumped beside his father Richard in his pickup truck. This wasn't what he had imagined homecomming to be like. He never thought he would return to Dawson without Tobias. Thoughts went to Maria, Tobias younger sister. He sighed and decided he had to pay her a visit. At least he had to tell her how sorry he was.

He scratched his left leg. The wound on his thigh was pretty much healed, but from time to time it hurt like hell. The damage to his chest had been much easier to deal with. It was completely healed and he did not hurt from it. It was his leg wound that had been what made the army to dismiss him. His mobility was lowered. He even had to use a cane when he walked longer distances.

He caught his dad looking sideways at him. They had not said a single word to eachother, except their greetings at the airport. Marcus knew that his family hadn't been so pleased with his decision to join the army. Especially now with so many Americans being killed in Iraq.

Finally Marcus had enough of the silence.

"So how is everybody?" He eyed his dad.

Richard stared at the road in front of him.

"Most everything is as it was when you left us."

Richard did not mention one thing that was different Marcus thought. The difference that meant a great deal to Marcus, Sheila. He had learnt to think of her without the constant pain. Time and distance heals most things. He was still upset but he learned how to deal with it.

Marcus just nodded and they sat in silence once more. Finally they reached the house of Richard and Julia Kane. Marcus opened the car door and stepped out. He was welcomed by the big hug of his mother. He welcomed it and held her tight.

An hour later he limped over to Maria Garners house. He felt quite insecure when he knocked on her door. He felt the guilt of Tobias death as a cloak. He knew he couldn't have saved his friend. He was injured in the same incident. He sighed as he waited for her to open the door.
 
Maria Garner

Quickly tying her robe, she put the curling iron down and made for the door.

Who in the hell could that be? she thought. She was trying hard to get ready for work. It had been hard since her brother had went to war and even harder when the news came that he had not survived. She was tired but her grief kepther going. She had a child to think about.

When she opened the door, the last person she could have imagined was standing there, somewhat awkwardly waiting. She met his eyes and tears flowed freely.

Not opening the screen she said his name. "Marcus" She looked at him once, twice, three times. He stood there, just stood.

Her initial reaction was fear, then hate because he had lived, then anger at God for taking her brother, then, relief. Still not opening the door she spoke. The screen hiding some of the pain in her face.

"Marcus, what, why, what are you doing here? I was about to leave for work" the tears in her voice were more evident that she wanted.
 
Marcus Kane

He knew he shouldn't had come. The pain in her voice was evident. Why did he come in the first place? Was it because he wanted to comfort her? He had no right to do that really. Was it because he would feel better himself. If it was, it was the wrong way to do it.

Was she crying? Damn. He could not see her properly through the screen at the door. He cleared his throat for all the emotions that filled him.

"Sorry to disturb you Maria." He put his restless hands down in his jeans pockets. "I just wished to tell you how sorry i am for what happened." He closed his eyes a moment. This was just to much. Harder than he had imagined. "Sorry." He mumbled. He wondered if his appearance was bringing her more pain. That was never his intention. "You are getting ready for work. Don't let me delay you." He turned to leave.
 
sheila mckenzie

Marcus and I had been high school sweethearts. Almost 6 years we'd been together. When he was posted with Tobias to Iraq I had every intention of staying loyal to him but every day without him hurt. I found myself drawn towards simon, a work colleague .

When we got serious I knew it wouldn't be fair on Marcus to give him false hope of me being here for him on his return. That's when I wrote him the letter.........it almost killed me having to do it that way but he wasn't due any leave for god knows how long so I had no choice.

Now word was he was coming home having spent several months in hospital with his injuries recieved in an ambush that had killed his best friend Tobias.

I was both apprehensive and excited about it. I was glad he had made it home because despite everything I still cared about him. I was also fearfull because I knew he wouldn't be welcoming me with open arms. I knew I had hurt him badly and Marcus doesn't take betrayal like that easily.

I hoped we could still be friends but only time will tell. I had a feeling he would be paying Maria a visit before long too. He would feel rotten at having missed Tobias's funeral. Even though he was terribly injured at the time.
 
Maria

"Wait" she said. Still the closed door seperated both worlds. Outside, was the war, his world, the one her brother went to and never came back. Inside was her world. Safe, untainted by a war they should have not been fighting, comfortable, a world she was familiar with.

"I am glad to see you. I, well, its just, I cant seem to find the words to say. Thank you about Tobi. I know you were really close. I do have to be at work in about half an hour. Its not much of a job but it pays the bills and keeps the child clothed for now. If you like, you can come by the diner say around 8, for dinner, my treat okey?" her voice was still tearful. She did not want to turn him away. He was the last person her brother had seen alive and she wanted to believe he had not suffered when he died. After all, when they left for war, she had not told Tobias she and Marcus had slept together. She was not yet ready to reveal to him too, that the girl child, at her mothers was his.

"There are lots we have to talk about dont you think?" she asked. Her smile this time was warmer and she could see that he was not totally upset at her. Well, she hoped, that was a start.
 
Marcus

"Yes, much to talk about." Marcus smiled sadly at Maria. "I will be there." He said and turned away with a wave. That went well he thought to himself as he started to walk down the street. He had been very nervous seing her again. She did not seem very angry and for that he was glad. Just before he and Toby had been sent to boot camp he had slept with her. That was almost four years ago. It happened at the going away party they had fixed for him and Toby. They had both been slightly drunk, not that it was an excuse.

Marcus had been upset and jealous at the time. It was that slimeball Simon that kept after Sheila and from what he saw she did not mind. They had a big fight about it. She kept telling him that Simon just was a workmate. Sure they flirted but it did not mean anything. Sure it didn't. He wondered if she went to Simon right after Marcus had left. He felt the old hurt come back but fought it down. Past was the past. Nothing to do about it now.

That going away party led to his fall from grace. That was how he saw it. Maria had always been attractive in his eyes but he never thought he would end up fucking her against a wall down her parents basement. Was just pure luck that none of the guests at the party came down. Or god forgive, her parents.

He and Sheila got on the good side again before he left and he saw no reason telling her of what he had done. It was over and would not happen again. He still found Maria attractive and she was in his fantasies. But Marcus was a one woman man, and that woman was Sheila. Or so he thought.

Marcus turned into the local bar. He needed a drink. He sat down at the bar table. "Give me a whiskey Sam."
 
sheila mckenzie

I'd finished my shift at work by 8am. Nightshift at the local drugstore........very exciting stuff. I 'd had three customers all night. All wanting condoms...............lucky sods.

Simon and I hadn't had sex in over two months now. I still don't know why not....my theory was he was having an affair with Sian from the office. He never mentioned her anymore.

since I was off tonight I thought I'd make the effort and cook a special meal for us. So I 'd come out to get the ingredients I needed. That's when I say a figure head into the bar. From the back he looked very familiar.That butt in a pair of levi's was unmistakable even if the person was limping.

Marcus!!!!!!!!!

I'd heard he was back home now but didn't think I'd see him this soon. I had to go and say hello. Even if he might blow his stack at me.

I walk into the bar and see him sitting there drinking whiskey. Knocking it back like an alkie now, impressive for someone who was never able to hold their drink.

Sauntering up to him I whisper in his ear

"Hi gorgeous is this seat taken?
 
Marcus

Marcus was just about to finish his whiskey when he heard her voice in his ear. He was quite shocked. Of course he would have met her sooner or later. Or seen her at least. He had prefered to just walk the other way. That was to late now. He emptied the glass before he turned to her.

"The seat ain't taken but i am leaving." He keeps his voice cold and looks at his watch. Time for the dinner date with Maria. He was pleased that he managed to not raise his voice against Sheila. That was one thing that had improved at least. "Have a good life." He said before he walked out the door, away from the bitch.

He felt his emotions was in turmoil as he walked towards the diner. He still had feelings for Sheila but they where mostly colored by his hatred of what she had done. Loyality meant everything to Marcus. More so after his time in the army. Being able to trust your friends in hostile territory was everything. It shouldn't be different here at home. He had trusted his girlfriend to stay true. Otherwise he wouldn't had plans to propose to her when he came home. Thankfully he never bought a ring. That had hurt even more.

Still with his thoughts full of betrayal he walks into the diner. He spots Maria instantly. He walks over to the counter. "You have time for that date now?" He asks in what he hopes is taken as a joke.
 
sheila mckenzie

As Marcus walked away after his little outburst I could tell he had changed. The war and Tobias' death had taken their toll........toughened him up. Or was that just me. Did the way I had handled things have anything to do with it. I had hoped he'd have been able to move on from us by now.

I can't believe he hates me that much. I hope it was just the shock of seeing me. I watch him leave thinking of running after him but deciding against it. Let him get used to seeing me around now. I still hoped we could be friends after all we'd been through together.

Why did I care so much anyway. I was with Simon now, I shouldn't be feeling like this for Marcus. Oh shit what was happening to me. I needed a drink......a lot of very strong drinks.
 
Her smile was warmer now as she saw him across the room. She nodded her head and pointed to the end of the little counter. Dropping her cleaning rag, she told the other girl she was going on break.

Hesitantly, she walked to where he sat and placed a hand over his. Tears immediately began to fall and she could not stop herself from coming across the counter and onto his lap. Throwing her arms around him, she wept silently. It was the closest she had been to him since the party. A night she had not stopped thinking about for 4 years now.

"God, I am so freaking sorry. Here I am supposed to be all strong and nice and I break down like a goddamned baby at the sight of you. I should have asked what you would like to eat" and punching at him she finished "and you cant say me."

She wanted to break the ice with him. She needed his company, if not him. She wanted that last part of her brother right now. Besides, she had an enormous burden she would need help carrying and soon. Even if four years had passed, it was a secret she would have to tell him.

"Whatever you like, my treat" she said pulling him a menu from the counter and setting beside him. She watched him as he studied the menu over and over. She never realized how blue his eyes were or the way his hair was wispy and needed a cut. Coming to herself, she had not heard him speak to her.

"Oh, what? Just about anything is good" she said blushing bright red.
 
Marias reaction took Marcus by surprise. Not her tears but the fact that she sat down in his lap and put her arms around him. It was the first time they touched since that party 4 years ago. He held her quietly and let her speak. When she said he could choose anything to eat but her he couldn't help but laugh. Damn he had missed her. He had missed her even more after Sheila's betrayal.

There was 3 peaple he had dreaded seing coming back home. His dad, Sheila and Maria. Maria did not seem upset anymore about what happened at the party. If she ever was upset, that he did not know.

"Thank you." He said as he accepted the menu from her. It did not take long before he had decided what he wanted. "I take the chicken pie."

After he had made his order he eyed Maria. "How are you Maria?" He sighed deeply. "Sorry that i missed Toby's funeral. I was not able to make it."
 
The question shocked her at first. How long had it been since someone had asked her how she was?

"I, well, Im okey. I have my work, and I have the baby who will be 4 in a few weeks. It was hard at first. I mean, hell Tobi was my best friend. He did for me when no one else would. And yeah it was hard. You have to move on. You need not apologize for not making the funeral. I am glad you made it period. It is nice to see a friendly face now and again. I dont get that to often anymore since Selena was born. Everyone thinks I should find her father make him help me with her, but I dont know if I can do that. I mean, what if he doesnt want her? Or, what if he cant love her? I worry because he doesnt know he has a child" she said. Her voice lowered, she looked him dead in the eye.

"What would you do?" she asked him.
 
It did not take a math genius to count. A child that would be 4 in a few weeks. It was 4 years ago they had been together in her parents basement. Marcus knew that Maria was not the type that was sleeping around. It was obvious that he was the childs father. It hit him in the stomach as a ton of bricks. He was the father of a 4 year old child and he had no clue.

All he had thought about those years was his own pain and fighting a war that really did not concern him. The thought was running through his mind again and again. He was a father. A girl named Selena. She was his. His feelings was divided in shock and wonder.

He felt his face pale as he stared at Maria. "I have a daughter." He whispered so only she heard him. Then he remembered what she also said. "Peaple are not nice to you?" He felt the shock of these news release slightly. He knew that he would get to know his own daughter. He had always wished a family. The mess with Sheila had made him forgotten his dreams of the future. He knew that he would not let his own blood be without a father.
 
Simon Tolliver

Damn that Sian, she made me late again with those quarterly reports she'd dumped on my desk just before I was set to go home, Simon thought to himself. She was always bending over his desk when she wanted to talk to him, making sure he got an eyeful of her charms. He knew she was trying to hit on him and Sheila was getting suspicious too. It would have been worse if he hadn't stopped mentioning the little tart to his girlfriend. Between that and the Prozac he needed his relationship with Sheila was heading south and he didn't know how to stop it. It was so bad he couldn't get it up with a forklift, much less a warm, willing naked woman.

Now, reports finished, he was heading home. Something made him turn around and head for Chang's Irish pub. He parked the car and walked down the street, entering the only Irish bar he knew of that served dim sum. He looked around and saw Sheila sitting by herself in a booth with a drink in front of her. He knew her moods by now and what she drank to feed them. White wine was for when she was horny, mixed girly drinks when she was partying, rum and gingerbeer when she was comforting a friend and tequila when she was upset. Simon saw the shot glasses. Five of them. He walked over and sat down across from his girlfriend.

What's wrong, love?
 
sheila mckenzie

I heard the voice say something. I knew it of course....Simon. HOw did he find me here. Chance or had he come looking for me. I was pissed now of course .....it's not as if it would make a difference to him anyway. He hasn't even tried to touch me in 2 whole months.

"Hi Simon, this deliberate to find me or did that little slut at work finally put you down long enough to escape. Not that it makes any diference any how."
 
Simon Tolliver

"Well, I was going to offer you a ride home, but I guess you've already booked a seat on the pity wagon."

Simon stood up and looked down at his girlfriend. He saw anger and hurt in her eyes. And hope...just a dim flicker. He sat back down.

"We need to talk. A long talk, and here isn't the best place for it. You need to know some things, including that I'm not fooling around with that little tart, though god knows she's throwing her self at me enough."
 
sheila mckenzie

"I'm sorry Simon but I just bumped into Marcus Kane earlier. You remember him don't you. I just asked him how he was and said how sorry I was to hear about Tobias when he went nuts. Told me basically to fuck off. I know we didn't part on good terms but the hatred in his voice was so soul destroying. It really hurt me.That was three hours ago. I've been here ever since."

He reach down and put his arm round me , helpig me to stand up looping the bags over my arms and half carrying half frog-marching me to his car.
 
Simon Tolliver

Sheila was near tears as she got into my car. I got in on the other side and drove us to my house. When we got there, I took the grocery bags in one hand and put the other around her as we negotiated the steps up to the house. Once inside, I manuevered her onto the couch. I put the bags on the counter in the kitchen and sat down beside her.

I took her hand. She was still upset but she didn't pull away. "I know seeing Marcus hurt you, and having him blow you off must have been even worse. But you're with me now. I know I haven't touched you in weeks. I haven't done anything with anyone else, either. I can't. I love you with all my heart, but I don't know what to do. It's hurting you and that's killing me."
 
sheila mckenzie

I had been upset by Marcus and his comments but I was more concerned now about our relationship . Simon and me.

"I know I haven't touched you in weeks. I haven't done anything with anyone else, either. I can't. I love you with all my heart, but I don't know what to do. It's hurting you and that's killing me."he said.

"What do you mean you can't? Am I that ugly and undesirable that you can't bear to touch me anymore? Do you find me as disgusting as Marcus does?"
 
Simon Tolliver

"What do you mean you can't? Am I that ugly and undesirable that you can't bear to touch me anymore? Do you find me as disgusting as Marcus does?"

"Oh, god, no, that's not it at all!" Now I was panicked. Is that what she thought?

"No, you're the most beautiful, special woman I've ever known!"

I sighed. "I should have told you sooner. I've been suffering from clinical depression since I was a teenager. Finally, I went to a psychologist about it a couple months ago and he put me on Prozac. That was when my libido went down the toilet. You could put me in a room full of women and I won't be able to get it up. I'm not as depressed, but I'm not happy about it either. I don't know what to do. I don't want to lose you."
 
sheila mckenzie

He had a medical condition and he didn't tell me. He must think I'm such and ogre. Or just to thick to understand it. He I've worked in the drug store for years now so I know a bit about drugs and their side effects.

"WHy didn't you tell me ? I would have understood. I've spent these past months thinking you were sleeping with that slut from work and weren't interested in me."
 
Simon Tolliver

"I'm so sorry I didn't tell you before. It's just that...well...it's hard to overcome some of the crap I grew up with. Dad practically beat it into me that giving in to any illness is a sign of weakness, and mental illness doesn't even count as an illness, just something to be ashamed of. Real men don't get sick. Only the weak go crazy. And real men don't become accountants. I've been a disappointment to my dad since high school when I dropped football for the math team.

And now I'm disappointing you, too."
 
sheila mckenzie

"I'm just glad you told me babe, we can face it together now. Can I be a pain and ask for a very strong coffee....the tequila is starting to take its toll. I'm getting sleepy. Either that or if I can sleep for an hour or so. Then I should be able to take this in more. Have a proper conversation with you."

With that I fall asleep in his arms. Taking comfort there.
 
Simon Tolliver

With Sheila asleep in my arms I stroke her hair and kiss the top of her head gently. I also felt something stir that had been dead for a long time. I just hope it hangs around until she wakes up...
 
sheila mckenzie

I waken with my head pounding like someones using a pneumatic drill on it. Geeeeeeeeeez why do I do this to myself. Tequila never agrees with me. I look up and see Simon watching me as I slept a smile on his face.

"What 're you smiling about? My hangover?"
 
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