Complicated
Describe what your "happily ever after" would be like.
Reading the prompt, McCarron gives one of his trademark cynical chuckles. "Brittany and Michael must be having a field day with this one," he says to himself, knowing that his close friends' belief in such things is the foundation of their lives and of their success. Sure, it might have been challenged, chipped and jaded over time, but it still exists. It has to, or why the hell would they ever put themselves through this? Even he himself wouldn't turn down the idea of world peace, although he lives on conflict and knows a world without conflict will never exist. After all, he's packing his bags to catch a midnight flight to London for the second huge operation in two years.
He shakes his head and spins out of the chair, making the walk from the living room to the bedroom to think on his answer. The suitcase is still sitting on the end of the bed - he's waiting for T.J. to bring the rest of everything by. McCarron's job on this mission is two-fold: not just standard muscle, but he's body man for Tom Quinn, a man who's committing suicide just by showing up in his former country. Anyone who wants Tom will have to go through him first. He knows why Brittany put him in that position. Thinking on her, he turns up the volume on the stereo, on a CD she mixed for him some time before.
Oh, there must be something he's thinking of
To tear him away
When I tell him that I'm falling in love
Why does he say
'Hush, hush
Keep it down now, voices carry'
Happy endings. He doesn't believe they're complete bullshit, although some of them are obvious pipe dreams. Like, no one can snap their fingers and make the world a better place. But he does believe in getting things right and being able to change the outcome to something better than what you yourself were given. He was the unremarkable middle-class suburban kid growing up in New York, not as if he's some avenging angel rising from the ashes. But he knows there can always be better. He knows he's part of a solution. If he could make things better, then he would worry about himself. There is very little he needs to be happy. As for what he wants, if it would have happened, it would have happened a long time ago...
Ryan and Jenna Sheridan are on their second kid. This one's a boy, much to Ryan's amusement, named Brian, who is already being doted on by his two-year-old sister Melissa. Both of them are in tow when Jenna shows up in the Robbery Homicide squadroom. Ryan hugs his daughter and kisses his wife, and it's truly a scene out of some fairy tale that the third-generation cop has certainly earned. Nobody has to say that he's obviously hoping for a fourth generation in blue.
Smiling a little at his partner's obvious happiness, Jimmy turns away from his desk and lets them have their moment. Brittany is sitting on Frank's desk while he's in a meeting with Captain Hagermann, chuckling softly, obviously having looked past him. The ring has been on her finger for a few months now. She's the one that proposed, and he realized that he had better make official what they both already knew. It wasn't even a big deal. "Let me guess, not in our future," she says, and he shakes his head. "Would you really want to inflict me on a kid?" She merely smiles. "I can put up with you," she teases. He grins. "Can you now?" he quips, and is quickly silenced when she closes the distance between them.
What he wants, he could never have, and he's not even sure it would work out the way he would want it to. So he's reevaluated what he wants. He wants Michael and Brittany to be happy, to have their house and their two-point-five kids, and he wants to be there with them. The three of them are bound together now, and there's no breaking the trinity that they share. It's gone beyond romantic aspirations now, and it's just as much, if not more, about accomplishing the things that lead to happy endings. All he wants, all he needs, is to stay by their side and do exactly what he's doing right now, this night.
It's time now to turn around
To turn my back on everything
Everything's changing when I turn around
All out of my control, I'm mobile...
Walking back to his laptop, he wonders what Brittany and Michael's answers said, knows he can go look them up whenever he feels like it, but he can guess at them. Michael wants a family, is worried about his wife. Brittany is just concerned with right and wrong, locked into "mission mode" with only hours before Operation Primetime goes live. She's probably talking about her values and the things she lost. They're open books for the most part, which is what makes them so powerful and yet makes their pain so crippling. On the flip side, Jimmy McCarron doesn't let anything get to him, but he knows he will never quite be what they are.
She has the balls to march into the fire and dare to ask the head of the British Security Service's Section B to reverse the delicate deal she nearly sold herself out to get. She knows it could kill Tom and land her in prison for life, but neither she nor the ex-MI5 agent are flinching. She knows there's a high-powered assassin with her in his sights, and she barely knows his game, yet she's taking the fight to him. The cost does not faze her. She has nerves of steel that some lifetime cops never develop. And Michael is standing right behind her. McCarron knows he and Mike will both lay down their lives before anyone touches the woman they both love. In this game, it could come to that, but neither of them are scared. All three of them are drawing on each other.
We talk about forever, but we've only got today
And the days go by
It's all we've been given, so you'd better start livin' right now
He sits there, knowing he has to come up with an answer, and types.
The fight of my life.
Avril Lavigne keeps blasting from the other room.
It's nice to know that you were there
So much for my happy ending...
Reading the prompt, McCarron gives one of his trademark cynical chuckles. "Brittany and Michael must be having a field day with this one," he says to himself, knowing that his close friends' belief in such things is the foundation of their lives and of their success. Sure, it might have been challenged, chipped and jaded over time, but it still exists. It has to, or why the hell would they ever put themselves through this? Even he himself wouldn't turn down the idea of world peace, although he lives on conflict and knows a world without conflict will never exist. After all, he's packing his bags to catch a midnight flight to London for the second huge operation in two years.
He shakes his head and spins out of the chair, making the walk from the living room to the bedroom to think on his answer. The suitcase is still sitting on the end of the bed - he's waiting for T.J. to bring the rest of everything by. McCarron's job on this mission is two-fold: not just standard muscle, but he's body man for Tom Quinn, a man who's committing suicide just by showing up in his former country. Anyone who wants Tom will have to go through him first. He knows why Brittany put him in that position. Thinking on her, he turns up the volume on the stereo, on a CD she mixed for him some time before.
Oh, there must be something he's thinking of
To tear him away
When I tell him that I'm falling in love
Why does he say
'Hush, hush
Keep it down now, voices carry'
Happy endings. He doesn't believe they're complete bullshit, although some of them are obvious pipe dreams. Like, no one can snap their fingers and make the world a better place. But he does believe in getting things right and being able to change the outcome to something better than what you yourself were given. He was the unremarkable middle-class suburban kid growing up in New York, not as if he's some avenging angel rising from the ashes. But he knows there can always be better. He knows he's part of a solution. If he could make things better, then he would worry about himself. There is very little he needs to be happy. As for what he wants, if it would have happened, it would have happened a long time ago...
Ryan and Jenna Sheridan are on their second kid. This one's a boy, much to Ryan's amusement, named Brian, who is already being doted on by his two-year-old sister Melissa. Both of them are in tow when Jenna shows up in the Robbery Homicide squadroom. Ryan hugs his daughter and kisses his wife, and it's truly a scene out of some fairy tale that the third-generation cop has certainly earned. Nobody has to say that he's obviously hoping for a fourth generation in blue.
Smiling a little at his partner's obvious happiness, Jimmy turns away from his desk and lets them have their moment. Brittany is sitting on Frank's desk while he's in a meeting with Captain Hagermann, chuckling softly, obviously having looked past him. The ring has been on her finger for a few months now. She's the one that proposed, and he realized that he had better make official what they both already knew. It wasn't even a big deal. "Let me guess, not in our future," she says, and he shakes his head. "Would you really want to inflict me on a kid?" She merely smiles. "I can put up with you," she teases. He grins. "Can you now?" he quips, and is quickly silenced when she closes the distance between them.
What he wants, he could never have, and he's not even sure it would work out the way he would want it to. So he's reevaluated what he wants. He wants Michael and Brittany to be happy, to have their house and their two-point-five kids, and he wants to be there with them. The three of them are bound together now, and there's no breaking the trinity that they share. It's gone beyond romantic aspirations now, and it's just as much, if not more, about accomplishing the things that lead to happy endings. All he wants, all he needs, is to stay by their side and do exactly what he's doing right now, this night.
It's time now to turn around
To turn my back on everything
Everything's changing when I turn around
All out of my control, I'm mobile...
Walking back to his laptop, he wonders what Brittany and Michael's answers said, knows he can go look them up whenever he feels like it, but he can guess at them. Michael wants a family, is worried about his wife. Brittany is just concerned with right and wrong, locked into "mission mode" with only hours before Operation Primetime goes live. She's probably talking about her values and the things she lost. They're open books for the most part, which is what makes them so powerful and yet makes their pain so crippling. On the flip side, Jimmy McCarron doesn't let anything get to him, but he knows he will never quite be what they are.
She has the balls to march into the fire and dare to ask the head of the British Security Service's Section B to reverse the delicate deal she nearly sold herself out to get. She knows it could kill Tom and land her in prison for life, but neither she nor the ex-MI5 agent are flinching. She knows there's a high-powered assassin with her in his sights, and she barely knows his game, yet she's taking the fight to him. The cost does not faze her. She has nerves of steel that some lifetime cops never develop. And Michael is standing right behind her. McCarron knows he and Mike will both lay down their lives before anyone touches the woman they both love. In this game, it could come to that, but neither of them are scared. All three of them are drawing on each other.
We talk about forever, but we've only got today
And the days go by
It's all we've been given, so you'd better start livin' right now
He sits there, knowing he has to come up with an answer, and types.
The fight of my life.
Avril Lavigne keeps blasting from the other room.
It's nice to know that you were there
So much for my happy ending...