Death of an Innocent Chapter 2: the end, a seaquest fanfic

Hello, I want to thank everyone who reviewed the first chapter. Sorry about the "please review" thing. My brain wasn't really working that well... but thank you.

Kiddo-I'm sorry to hear about your friend, it is sad to lose anyone. The poem's title was "Death of an Innocent", I do not know the author.

sara- Thank you for your kind words, I found the poem in some web page, I can not remember which one. I had just finished writing the story when I found it, which was spooky, but it just seemed to fit in, so I borrowed it.

dolphinology- Thank you for your review, and your kind words. I hope people will think before drinking and driving, it just causes so much pain than anything else.

liz - thank you so much for your kind words. I hoped that in writing this story, would keep her alive, and it did.

D.E. Lewis- Thank you for the review, I really hope that I didn't upset you to badly.
yellowvalley- Thank you for the review and your kind words. I hope that people will think twice. I really do hope that people would listen to all the warnings, and stop drinking and driving. I wouldn't wish this heartache on anyone, not even my worst enemy.

cc - thanks for the review

Crimson Amber-Thank you for the review.

Helen88126- thank you, I hope that you are right, and that they are both in peace.

Kerry-I am sorry to hear that you lost a loved one. You are a very brave person to work as an EMT, I admire everyone who works to save people's lives.

Well, in the last chapter I forgot to do the disclaimer: oops, well... I don't own the poem "Death of an Innocent", or the seaquest crew, or the lyrics from the song called ANGEL, by Sarah McLachlan...

Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
there's always some reason
to feel not good enough
and it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
oh beautiful release
memories seep from my veins
let me be empty
oh and weightless then maybe
I'll find some peace tonight

He watched as the medics pulled his son's lifeless body from the wreckage. He wanted to scream to shout, to do anything, but all he could do was stare. He felt his body become numb, his hopes, his dreams shattered. It felt like someone was ripping out his soul.

Nathan winced as he heard the medic's lay Lucas's body on a body bag, and felt sick when he heard the bag being zipped close.

"no," he whispered.

He wanted to punch the medics, telling them that it was all a mistake, that his son was a live, but his body didn't move.

He watched as they loaded his son into the black van.

His body jerked as he heard the door slam shut.

He turned to see the medics leave, taking his son with them.

He felt the soft drops of drizzle fall down on his body. He knew he should get out the ran but he just didn't care.

In the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you feel
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here

He found himself walking back to the car, before he knew it he was sitting in the passenger side, staring at the bloodied seat next to him. He felt the tears threaten to fall.

"Why?" Nathan whispered.

Suddenly he couldn't stay there, he just suddenly began very claustrophobic.

As soon as he left the car, he began to run. He just ran, he didn't know where to go, but he just didn't care.

He felt the heavens open up as the rain fell heavy to the ground.

The rain began to sting against his face as he ran faster.

His body suddenly gave up on him, sending him to his knees. He looked up to the heavens.

"WHAT HAVE I DONE?" Nathan yelled to the heavens above.

"WHY? YOU TOOK MY WIFE, MADE ME TO LOSE MY SON, NOW YOU TAKE LUCAS AWAY FROM ME! WHY?" Nathan yelled angrily.

His only answer was the pouring rained and the howling wind.

Nathan looked at the heavens with tear-filled eyes.

"What have I done?" he begged.

With thunder as his only response, the rain washed his tears from his face.

"He didn't deserve to die, not like that, not that young," Nathan said softly.

So tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn
there's vultures and thieves at your back
the storm keeps on twisting
you keep on building the lies
that you make up for all that you lack
it don't make no difference
escaping one last time
it's easier to believe
in this sweet madness oh
this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

Ben, who had remained to look after Nathan, witnessed the heartbreaking site. He felt tears fall from his eyes, as he looked to the heavens.

"No, no he didn't," Ben said sadly.

He made his way to Nathan, not being able to see the suffering. Instead of helping Nathan up, he sat next to him.

They sat in silence as the rain poured down on them.

"What are you doing here Lt?" Nathan asked quietly.

"Sitting in the rain, sir," Ben answered.

"Why?"

"The same reason you are," Ben said as he looked at Nathan's face.

He could see the frailty and sadness.

"Why, why Lucas?" Nathan asked the impossible question.

Ben didn't have an answer, he just didn't know.

They remained in the rain, wishing that the rain would wash away the pain and heartache, but it never did.

Two days passed slowly for everyone; it was as if they were in this horrible nightmare that just wouldn't end. Today was going to be hard for everyone. Today was the funeral.

Everyone gathered together as they watched sadly as they lowered the coffin into the ground.

No one moved, it was so final. They just couldn't believe it. It was real and the pain was still just to much to bare.

Nathan looked at the new grave in front of him. He couldn't move. He heard the others leaving, but he couldn't leave, he didn't want to.

Kirsten had just become a shadow of her former self, the once stubborn, feisty, young doctor was now a old woman who cried herself to sleep.

Tim was withdrawn, he had dark circles underneath his puff eyes.

Ford was still looking strong, but inside his world was falling apart.

Miguel was lost. Ben was still strong, but he was lost, confused, and was hurting.

Ford and Katie helped Kirsten towards the car, as Tim and Miguel went to the other car. Ben walked to the car, but turned around to see a lone figure standing by the grave.

"Ben, come home," Katie said as she gave him a comforting huge.

Ben nodded, he knew he couldn't help Nathan.

Nathan didn't know how long he remained standing, staring at the grave that held his son, but he knew that everyone had left. He was happy, he didn't want to be around people, he didn't want to act strong.

He suddenly became aware of someone standing next to him. He turned to see Alan and Grace Webster.

"I'm so sorry Nathan," Grace said sadly.

Nathan nodded,as he turned his gaze back to the ground.

"How's Liz?" he asked barely above a whisper.

He turned to see Grace burst into tears, he saw Alan holding her in his arms.

"She had internal damage, she died this morning," Alan said as tears fell from his face.

"I'm so sorry," Nathan said in angst.

Alan nodded as they looked down to the grave.

"They are together, and in peace," Alan said.

Nathan smiled a sad smile.

Alan nodded, and slowly turned to leave, taking Grace with him.

Nathan looked at the ground and knelt down, slowly tracing the words engraved on the tomb.

Lucas Bridger
Beloved son, brother, and boyfriend.

He lowered his head, and placed a white rose on the ground as he felt the tears begin fall down his check.

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In loving memory of Jonathan Brandis

Notes: My friend was driving home with her boyfriend when a drunk driver crashed into them, she died in the crash, her boyfriend died a few hours later.

I dedicate this story to everyone that has lost loved ones.

To my friend:

What's the meaning of life if u can't Breath,
What's the meaning of sight if u can't see,
What's the meaning of dreams when they don't come true,
What's the meaning of friend if there is no you?
Life can give you A hundred reasons to cry,
but you gave ME a thousand reasons to Smile.
Rest in peace my friend