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What If I Stumble
by UnknownAlias
What If I Stumble
by Alias
What If I stumble
This one for the people
This one for them all
But do I simply serenade for things I must afford
We can jumble them together
My conflict still reminds
Lonliness is calling
In the midst of calling fame
Cause I see the trust in their eyes
Though the sky is falling
They need your love in their lives
What if I stumble
What if I fall
What if I lose my step and I make fools of us all
Will the love continue when my walk becomes a fall
What if I stumble
What if I fall
Chris Larabee held his position ready to lead his team into the building
to reclaim their undercover agent and to bust the bad guys. He had only
moments until he would call his team into action and no matter how many
times he led them, the same thoughts came to mind. What would happen
if he called his team in to soon? What would happen if one of his team
wasn't ready? Or worse yet, if he wasn't ready.
His team trusted him. They put their lives in his hands every day.
They expected him to make decisions. Hard decisions that could easily
cost one or more of them their lives. It wasn't that as ATF agents they
all didn't already make those types of choices everyday, but he was the
leader. It was his responsibilty to see that they all made it out. What
was it that his drill sargeant used to tell him? Never leave anyone behind.
And Chris Larabee never planned on doing so. Never wanted to and would
fight hell itself to make sure they all made it out ok, maybe not unscathed,
but ok.
Damn, every time one of his men ended up hurt, it cut at his
heart. He was responsible. He was the leader. He wasn't quite sure why
he had taken this role. Or really why this role had been
designated to him. Because whether or not they were on the job or off,
he was still the leader and they looked to him for guidance. Just as
they looked to Nathan for medical advice, Josiah for
spiritual and psychological advice, Buck for feminine advice, JD for
computer advice, Vin for advice on just about anything because he was
such a good listener and Ezra, well they went to Ezra when they
needed to do something a little shady. Ezra was always good for that.
He glanced around the building. If a normal person walked in
off the street they would never see any of the rest of his team. They
were all in their positions, well hidden from view, but easily able to
access the area they needed to be to take the gunwielders down. They
were ready as far as he could tell.
Maybe they all felt the way he did. Maybe right before Nathan tried
to perform a medical procedure, he couldn't breath and had to run through
how much all the others trusted him. Hell, maybe even Ezra--Mr. I never
show my emotions, because I don't have any--even stepped back for a
few minutes and contemplated failure.
Shaking his head and sending up a short prayer, Chris took a
deep breath and called the signal out to his team.
END
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