Character: Major Edward Beck
Prompt: Table 7, #95 - End
Warnings : Well, considering the show has been off the air for over a year, pretty much the entire series may be spoiled in these chapters. Sorry!
Word count: 447 (according to OpenOffice)
Summary: It's been a long, hard road...
Disclaimer/Claimer: I do not own nor am I affiliated with Jericho or CBS or any of the other PTB in relation to the show. No infringement is intended. I'm just taking the characters out to play, and will do my best to show them a very, VERY good time. ;)
September 26, 2016
It's been ten years today since the world changed – since my life – everyone's life – changed.
It's a beautiful fall day, as I sit here, in my house in Jericho. Who would have thought ten years ago that it would turn out like this?
We have been at peace now for three years, since Jericho was declared the capital of the Western States. We have a good president, and the country is both recovering and thriving. We're stable and strong enough now to begin looking outside our borders – not in aggression but in alliance. To reach out to you across the Mississippi, in the hopes that we can put the United States back together the way it was before.
Oh, we've had contact with the east for years, but we have never been able to physically go there. Now, we are heading to Columbus to meet with your president.
I have asked for news of you – and have received rumours – but not confirmation. They have promised an answer, one way or the other when we arrive. After ten years, if they can't find any information, then you must also be dead. While I remained in the west, I could keep hope alive. But when we arrive in Columbus next week and if I can't find you, then I'll no longer be able to continue to deny the truth. If that's the case, this will be my last letter to you.
Perhaps it's time, anyway. Time to let you rest in peace. I've kept you alive in my head and my heart, the need for my brother stronger than the need to accept the truth. I will continue to hope until we reach Columbus, when the truth can no longer be denied.
I'm looking out my livingroom window, and I'm watching my wife and children playing with some of the other children – the children of our friends. She's pregnant again, and as I write, I shake my head. Ten years ago today, I never would have imagined this as a possibility, that I would end up here – with my wife and children and friends.
I never would have imagined that, ten years on, it would almost feel like the world had always been this way. For my children born after the Attacks, it has always been this way.
My children are happy and healthy and as safe and secure as we can make them. My wife loves me and tells me that I make her happy. I love my wife, and my family makes me happy.
It's not just Jericho and the Western States who are at peace.
I am, too.