Rocketsby ReaperWriter |
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| Disclaimer: The Seven belong to Trilogy, MGM, CBS, etc. No infringement
intended. God Bless the USA is by Lee Greenwood. No infringement meant
to him either.
It had been a hard few months, and team Seven was tired. All they wanted was some down time with their family, which entailed their team members and those close to them. That was how all seven men, Inez, Mary and Billy Travis, AD Travis and his wife Evie, Rain, Nettie and Casey Wells, and a large contingent of Vin’s ‘kids’ came to be all spread out on blankets in the park. The fireworks show was about to begin, and as the men listened to the words of the opening song they thought about what this day really meant. If tomorrow all the things were gone Chris looked over at Billy Travis, so in awe, and remembered his own son Adam. A lump in his throat threatened to break him, but as he watched his men, he knew without a doubt that he had gained a family just as precious. This band of brothers meant so much to him...they had given him back his life. Now, as he looked at them all, he knew there was still reason to celebrate. I'd thank my lucky stars Vin Tanner watched as his kids enjoyed the show. They had been so surprised when Josiah and Chris had shown up, with the profilers Suburban and Chris’s Truck, to add to his Jeep, and then had carted every one of them to a display they wouldn’t have seen otherwise. These kids were what it was all about, a hope for the future, the reason they did the thankless job they did. They were the reason he fought in the army, and like him, he knew each of his ‘brothers’ looked on them the same way. Those same brothers were part of the hope he felt, a mix of men so different working for a common cause. As a big bright white firework exploded, Vin counted his blessings. I'm proud to be an American Nathan held Rain close, tears stinging his eyes as he thought about his father. He had grown up in a world that, while not perfect, was better than it had been a generation before because people like his parents fought for equality. And now, he had six brothers, who cared about him not for the color of his skin but for the man he was. It was truly something to be thankful for. And I gladly stand up next to you Buck couldn’t believe the luck he had. His best friend was finally with him again, able to be something like his old self. He had become a big brother in everything but blood to JD Dunne. He loved his job, and the chance to serve people. He had finally found a family again, and he knew he would continue to stand as a law enforcement officer, just as he had in the service, proud of the men her served with, as long as he was up to the job. From the lakes of Minnesota Ezra looked out over the expanse of the park where they all sat, watching all the people enjoying the show. He wondered if they understood the meaning. He fingered the sling that held the arm that had been dislocated when a gun runner had slammed him into a wall. Sometimes he wondered about the price, but he knew he wouldn’t walk away. It was not an option. He did what he did for kids like Billy Travis. or the kids Vin watched over. or anyone here tonight for that matter. Someone had to stand up for them, even if it was to secure their right to bash law enforcement and government. Theirs could be a thankless job if you didn’t look at it right. But, for Ezra Standish, the thanks was in the lives saved, and in the band of brothers he had gained here. From Detroit down to Houston JD Dunne held Casey’s hand tight and remembered the fireworks displays over Boston Harbor with his mom when he was a kid, before she became too sick to go. His mother would drag him all over town that day, visiting every historic site, explaining what men did to gain freedom. JD had been bored at the time, but now he would kill for one more chance to hear his Mom talk about her favorite holiday, the one that promised the freedom to improve your lot. ‘I hope you can see the fireworks n Heaven, Ma. I finally understand what you mean. I finally understand the meaning of freedom.’ There's pride in every American heart
Josiah watched as his flock enjoyed the show
and once again thanked God for the people in his life. His family was the
most important reason he could think of for the job he did. He knew that
their work was for a greater good, and even in their darkest hours, they
fought the good fight. Since he had served in ‘Nam, he hadn’t been
sure of Patriotism, but now, seeing the courage of these men who stood by
with him and fought for the protection of people who couldn’t protect
themselves, he found his faith renewed in that, as it was in other ways.
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