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"Knocking on Heaven’s Door"

Knocking on Heaven's Door
by Monte

Rated: PG-13
Copyright: © June 19, 2003
Status: Complete
Summary: The team gathers, as one of them lies dying.
Warnings: Major character death, a swear word or two and mention of war.
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em and I didn't write the song.
Beta read by: Casper
Featured Song: © 1973? - "Knockin' On Heaven's Door". Performed by: "Guns 'n' Roses" Written by Bob Dylan, Terry Paul, Roger McGuinn, and Jim Keltner.
Comments: Pretty please.



Murdock's POV

It hurts to see him like this, frail and helpless. His eyes are dull and tired these days. He's lost the Jazz. He always believed in me. He always made me feel needed. He's the one who got us through the hell of 'Nam. I may have been the one flying them out, but I did it for him. Now, so many years later, he knows what's gonna happen. He's accepted the fact and he's made his peace. He's just waiting now; waiting for the final hour; waiting to die.

Face's POV

Losing him is the hardest thing I've had to deal with in years. The last time I lost someone I loved was when Leslie left. But at least I know she's still out there. He'll be gone. I won't be able to go back for one last look, one last chance. I love him like a father. He's one of the few men I truly honor and respect. I'm gonna miss his voice, hearing him say, "Nice work, kid." It's going to be dull without him being on the Jazz. It's tearing me up to watch him fading away. Tears are always threatening to spill onto my cheeks. It's going to kill me when he goes; either that or I'll end up in a straight jacket in the VA.


I don't know what I'm gonna do. Can't do nothin' ta help the Colonel. I spend a lotta time jus' sittin' by him. Lettin' him know he's not alone. He's been a great friend. Not ta mention a great leader. Sometimes, I think he's crazier than Murdock. His plans never worked like they was s'posed to, and he drugged me more times'n I could count. But he's a good man. I'm gonna miss him.

Hannibal's POV

It won't be long now. I never thought it would end like this. But here I am, flat on my back and slowly dying. I have to face the fact that I am an old man. I've been old for a long time. Going through two wars, spending years evading the MPs, and fighting all kinds of slime balls would make anyone old. I must have been young once, young and handsome, like Face is now. When did I get old? I don't remember. I can't help but worry about them. What will happen to them? Will they go their separate ways after I'm gone? Those three are my only family, my sons.

I don't know what happens after death. Is there a heaven? Is there a hell? There must be a hell. Some place where justice is served to the bullies of the world. After seeing what I did in Korea and Vietnam, I hope there is a place for all of those we had to fight. A heaven for the innocents, the children whose lives we cut short. A hell for the ones, both VC and American, who raped the women and killed the old men, and the sons of bitches, who'd had the sick sense of humor to laugh over the bodies of the slain enemy. Where will I end up? It's hard to tell.

I can feel it now. I'm running out of time. They're all here. It's time to say goodbye. Don't cry, boys. I know you're hurting. Comfort each other, take care of each other. Defend the little guys from the bullies. But please, whatever you do, please don't forget me. If you do, I swear I'll come back and haunt you until you die. See, I can still make you smile. I have to go now. I'll see you on the other side.

Slowly, my eyes close and everything fades. I don't hear my breathing stop. I don't feel my heart quit beating, but they do. Their tears fall as they whisper their goodbyes. Together they mourn. Together they remain in the land of the living. Alone I knock on heaven's door.

Mama take this badge from me
I can't use it anymore.
It's getting dark, too dark to see.
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door.

Mama put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore.
That cold black cloud is comin' down,
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door.

"You just better start sniffin' your own rank subjugation
jack, 'cause it's just you against your tattered libido,

the bank and the mortician forever, man, and it

wouldn't be luck if you could get out of life alive!"

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door…..


Knocking On Heaven's Door by Monte



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