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Bridge over Troubled Water

Bridge Over Troubled Water

Terri Spencer


Murdock was starting to get worried. Ever since Hannibal had told him the news 2 days ago, Face had been very quiet. Then this morning, he had disappeared. Now the whole team was worried, and Stockwell wasn't making anything easier by stating that Face had run away.

Murdock knew that Face hadn't run away. Despite what he felt about Stockwell and being forced to work for him, Murdock knew that Faces first loyalty was to the team. He adored Hannibal like the Colonel was his own father. And he was pampered and loved by the rest of the team, except Frankie. It didn't make sense that he would run away.

Murdock had looked at all the places where he thought Face would go, but came up empty. The Church had been the first place he had looked, figuring Face would go there for reassurance that he hadn't caused this whole situation. Face was so insecure that he would blame himself for the sun not shining, no matter how much love the team gave him.

Murdock was in a quiet park in Viginia, with a nice set of trees, and a babbling brook that ran over a five foot waterfall that ran to another stream. Murdock knew that the stream would run for another 30 feet before entering a lake. It was a quiet and peaceful environment. Standing near the brook, and pondering where he would look next, Murdock heard a noise coming from the bushes nearby. It sounded like someone crying.

Murdock crawled into the bushes, and found the person who he was looking for. Face was curled into a ball, lying on his side and crying like his heart was broken. Which of coarse, it was. Murdock crawled the rest of the way in and sat down next to his friend, and looked around. The bushes formed a natural alcove, like a little forest. Murdock got the feeling that this wasn't the first time that Face was here. "Hi there, Faceman." He said softly. He didn't expect an answer, just acknowledgment of his presence. "Nice place you've got here, muchacho."

Face didn't say anything, he couldn't say anything yet. The pain was just too much for him to bear. Instead, he uncurled himself a little and scooted closer to Murdock. Seeking some comfort, he put his head on Murdocks lap. Murdock rewarded him with stroking his hair.

Time passed. And the two men said nothing. Just being there together was enough for them right now. One sobbing out his grief, the other offering comfort the only way he could. Finally, Face spoke. "I should have been there."

Murdock shook his head. "But you know that was impossible, Face. He never have let you go."

"I know that Murdock. But that doesn't make it easier. Father O'Malley helped raise me, and now he's dead. It seemes disrespectful to his memory not to go to the funeral. I can't even say good-bye to him." Face started sobbing again, the spasms wrecking his body. He also started to shiver from the cold. It was a little nippy out, and Face had left the house without a jacket, and been out here all day without one.

Murdock took off his leather jacket, and placed it over his friend. He didn't know what to say to Face for comfort. He knew that Face was terrified of being left alone one day. He had said on more then one occasion that he hoped to go first. And now with Father O'Malley dying back in LA, it brought back the fear over outliving the only people that Face had left. The Team.

Murdock picked up Faces body, and cradled him in his arms like he was a baby. As Face wept against his chest, Murdock started to rock. He gently kissed his friends forehead. "Would you like me to sing something, Baby Brother?" Feeling Face nod his head, Murdock started singing in his clear tenor voice.

When you're weary, feeling small.
When tears are in your eyes, I'll dry them all.

Murdock wiped tears from Faces cheeks.

I'm on your side, oh, when times get rough.

And friends just can't be found,
Like a bridge over troubled water,
I will lay me down.
Like a bridge over troubled water.
I will lay me down.

Face cried harder, looking up at his friend with his blue eyes. Murdock gently kissed his cheeks.

When you're down and out,
When you're on the street.
When evening falls so hard, I will comfort you.
I'll take your part, oh, when darkness comes.

And pain is all around,
Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down.
Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down.

Murdock cradled Face closer. Faces eyes began to drift shut.

Sail on, Silverbird,
Sail on by.
Your time has come to shine all their dreams on their way.
See how they shine, oh, if you need a friend.

I'm sailing right behind, like a Bridge over Troubled Water.
I will ease your mind.
Like a bridge over troubled water, I will ease your mind.

At the end of the song, Murdock looked down at the body in his arms. Face had fallen asleep, looking angelic. Murdock kissed his forehead again. "Good night, Silverbird." He then picked up the smaller man as he stood up. Amazed that his arms and legs weren't asleep, and with Faces head resting on his shoulder, Murdock walked out a small opening that he had not seen before. It was an opening just big enough for a man to walk through.

It was evening, and dark. Quietly, so not to wake the man in his arms, Murdock walked to the nearby corvette. Then drove towards home.

The End.

 


Bridge Over Troubled Water by Terri Spencer

 

 


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