Flashpoint Fic: The Undeniable Lesson (Sam, PG-13)
Title: The Undeniable Lesson
Character: Sam.
Word Count: 200.
Rating: PG-13.
Warnings: None.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Afghanistan has provided Sam a lesson.
Written for: flashpoint_sru, prompt #2 - Trust.
Disclaimer: I don't own Flashpoint.
Betas: The lovely AnaklusmostRiptide from FF and the great lillyg
The Undeniable Lesson
In the desert, it was all about trust. It was all Sam could count on, everything that held him together when he saw his friends agonizing - soldiers who’d come to fight for peace. Sometimes all he wanted was not to care about human rights or fairness anymore. He just wanted to pull the trigger and do justice.
But the few times he’d tried, he’d realized that he couldn’t. His fingers had trembled; little drops of sweat had started travelling down his skin, under his uniform. Death was in full display all around him, yet he gave his enemies another chance to live. This wasn’t what his parents had raised him for. This wasn’t what war was supposed to be about.
Now that he’d been given the chance to join another kind of team, he’d realized that the principles were the same. The job was different, there were new, talented people with achievements and fears, there were new rules and procedures. But protecting people kept being priority number one.
The Afghanistan days were gone, and so his friends, but an undeniable lesson would remain with him forever.
In the war field, it was all about the trust. And in Toronto, too.
The End.
Character: Sam.
Word Count: 200.
Rating: PG-13.
Warnings: None.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Afghanistan has provided Sam a lesson.
Written for: flashpoint_sru, prompt #2 - Trust.
Disclaimer: I don't own Flashpoint.
Betas: The lovely AnaklusmostRiptide from FF and the great lillyg
The Undeniable Lesson
In the desert, it was all about trust. It was all Sam could count on, everything that held him together when he saw his friends agonizing - soldiers who’d come to fight for peace. Sometimes all he wanted was not to care about human rights or fairness anymore. He just wanted to pull the trigger and do justice.
But the few times he’d tried, he’d realized that he couldn’t. His fingers had trembled; little drops of sweat had started travelling down his skin, under his uniform. Death was in full display all around him, yet he gave his enemies another chance to live. This wasn’t what his parents had raised him for. This wasn’t what war was supposed to be about.
Now that he’d been given the chance to join another kind of team, he’d realized that the principles were the same. The job was different, there were new, talented people with achievements and fears, there were new rules and procedures. But protecting people kept being priority number one.
The Afghanistan days were gone, and so his friends, but an undeniable lesson would remain with him forever.
In the war field, it was all about the trust. And in Toronto, too.
The End.