'Hero of War', Sam, OC-Kate, PG-13
Title: Hero of War
Author: darkseeradept
Characters: Sam, OC Kate
Word Count: 400
Prompt: #40 leitmotiv
Rating: PG- 13
Warnings: Angst.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: ‘A theme associated with a particular person or event’ She thinks this song fits Sam’s predicament perfectly.
Disclaimer: If I owned Flashpoint it’s be back on TV already ^_^ And I don't own this song either.
He said "Son, have you seen the world?
Well, what would you say if I said that you could?
Just carry this gun and you'll even get paid."
I said "That sounds pretty good."
Black leather boots
Spit-shined so bright
They cut off my hair but it looked alright
We marched and we sang
We all became friends
As we learned how to fight
A hero of war
Yeah that's what I'll be
And when I come home
They'll be damn proud of me
I'll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
Because it's a flag that I love
And a flag that I trust
I kicked in the door
I yelled my commands
The children, they cried
But I got my man
We took him away
A bag over his face
From his family and his friends
A hero of war
Yeah that's what I'll be
And when I come home
They'll be damn proud of me
I'll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
Because it's a flag that I love
And a flag that I trust
She walked through bullets and haze
I asked her to stop
I begged her to stay
But she pressed on
So I lifted my gun
And I fired away
The shells jumped through the smoke
And into the sand
That the blood now had soaked
She collapsed with a flag in her hand
A flag white as snow
Brown eyes glanced at the figure lying on the cot across the tent; he was facing her, his eyes closed. She looked over the blonde head that was cushioned on his arm as he tried to give the pretence of sleep, the outside temperature made it too warm to use a blanket.
A hero of war
Is that what they see
Just medals and scars
So damn proud of me
And I brought home that flag
Now it gathers dust
But it's a flag that I love
It's the only flag I trust
“Turn that shit off Kate.” Sam snapped rolling over onto his other side to turn his back to his friend.
The woman didn’t say anything, reaching over beside her to press the stop button before getting to her feet. Making her way to the exit Kate paused to glance back, her eyes catching the little piece of white, red stained cloth sticking out of Sam’s pocket.
Author: darkseeradept
Characters: Sam, OC Kate
Word Count: 400
Prompt: #40 leitmotiv
Rating: PG- 13
Warnings: Angst.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: ‘A theme associated with a particular person or event’ She thinks this song fits Sam’s predicament perfectly.
Disclaimer: If I owned Flashpoint it’s be back on TV already ^_^ And I don't own this song either.
He said "Son, have you seen the world?
Well, what would you say if I said that you could?
Just carry this gun and you'll even get paid."
I said "That sounds pretty good."
Black leather boots
Spit-shined so bright
They cut off my hair but it looked alright
We marched and we sang
We all became friends
As we learned how to fight
A hero of war
Yeah that's what I'll be
And when I come home
They'll be damn proud of me
I'll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
Because it's a flag that I love
And a flag that I trust
I kicked in the door
I yelled my commands
The children, they cried
But I got my man
We took him away
A bag over his face
From his family and his friends
A hero of war
Yeah that's what I'll be
And when I come home
They'll be damn proud of me
I'll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
Because it's a flag that I love
And a flag that I trust
She walked through bullets and haze
I asked her to stop
I begged her to stay
But she pressed on
So I lifted my gun
And I fired away
The shells jumped through the smoke
And into the sand
That the blood now had soaked
She collapsed with a flag in her hand
A flag white as snow
Brown eyes glanced at the figure lying on the cot across the tent; he was facing her, his eyes closed. She looked over the blonde head that was cushioned on his arm as he tried to give the pretence of sleep, the outside temperature made it too warm to use a blanket.
A hero of war
Is that what they see
Just medals and scars
So damn proud of me
And I brought home that flag
Now it gathers dust
But it's a flag that I love
It's the only flag I trust
“Turn that shit off Kate.” Sam snapped rolling over onto his other side to turn his back to his friend.
The woman didn’t say anything, reaching over beside her to press the stop button before getting to her feet. Making her way to the exit Kate paused to glance back, her eyes catching the little piece of white, red stained cloth sticking out of Sam’s pocket.