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Mending Fences. A Short Story   ******************* Gabrielle hurried about the garret, making sure everything was perfect. This was going to be the night she made her move. Yes siree, Bo Buchanan was going to be hers, and hers tonight! She ran back to the kitchen and checked the oven, then hurried to the bedroom to straighten the satin sheets. "Perfect" she drawled as she bent over and smoothed the pillows. Her earring fell off as she stood back up. "Damn it!" she knelt on the bed and reach behind the head board. She blindly felt around for the lost baubel. Her hand came across a hard object, what felt to be a book. She pulled it out. "Why, Bo Buchanan! A journal!" She sat down on the edge of Bo's bed and began to flip through the pages. "Let's see if this gives me a bit more insight to you Commisssioner Buchanan" she said to herself with a wicked smile creeping across her face. Many of the entries were older, from the looks, Bo had begun this journal right after the realization that Matthew was Sam's child. Page after page filled with his pain, anger, disbelief. "How can I feel this way? How can I love her so much, with everything I am and in the same instant, despise her? I feel as if I am going to explode. I want to kill Rappaport. Pa offered to have him "taken care of" what's it going to prove? God Nora, when I said the only person in the world that could hurt me was you, I never rezlized the gravity of that...you truly are the only one that could hurt me...but God help me, I still love you..." "Oh Bo..." Gabrielle put her hand to her mouth as she turned pages and continued to read. "Why wasn't it me? Why couldn't I have been the one to die? Why did You have to take her? I'll never see her again, never look into those haunting eyes, never hear that laugh. Nothing, I have nothing left. You took my son, You took my wife, now You take Nora. I know I told her I couldn't forgive her. I know I told you that Nora! Please...please know that I did, I forgave long ago, I couldn't tell you. Then you would have been gone to me forever. At least if I told you I couldn't forgive you, you were still there, a small piece of you was still mine. For what now? What have I got? Nothing. I can never call you, talk to you, hold you, love you. God how I love you Nora. How I need you, right now. Right here. Wait for me Red, one day...one day my love." Gabrielle felt a tear come to her own eye. She stood up and walked to her own room, all the while totally consumed in her housemate's written words. His deepest thoughts. "Oh Gabrielle" she spoke outloud to herself, "should you be reading this? All his dreams, so broken." She sat down on her own bed. "She's alive!! My Red!! She's back!! God heard me! He heard my prayers! I am sorry....SORRY that I doubted You! You brought her back to me! Off to the hospital...." "She doesn't know me...she looked right through me...maybe it's for the best. Maybe I should leave her where she is...our time has past. Just knowing Matthew has his mother back, that will carry me. I love you Red. I love you more than you will ever remember. Forever, you will hold my heart, my soul, my everything." "How do I help you Red? How can I possibly help you? You reach out to me and I turn you away. I make it hard for you to move on. I am sorry. Sorry that I can't say these things to your face. Sorry I can't tell you what's in my heart. You come to me as a friend and I turn you away as a stranger. I don't mean it. I don't mean it at all. I want to hold you. I want to make it right. I can't. You need your family. You need Rappaport, Matthew, Rachel and Hank. You don't need me and my jealousy. My anger. My hostility. I can't look at you and not think that I am solely resposible for all of it. Three words. That's all I had to say, three words "I forgive you" and none of this would have happened. There'd have been no McIver, no pain, no questions, no confussion. It is I that should have been begging forgiveness. Not you, my love. Not you. I love you Red, I want you to be happy. I will live in a personal hell, watching you from the shadows, knowing that my ignorance and pride cost me my world." Gabrielle closed the book and held it to her chest. She looked out the window. It was over powering, she opened the book again and continued to read. "How I need you now Nora. How I need to talk to you. How could Melanie do this to me? How could she hurt me like this. I thought I had finally found happiness. Happiness. I am a man void of that feeling. How can I ever be happy knowing that you are out there, and I cannot be with you. You finally have everything I wanted for you, happiness, peace, a family. I stand on the outside looking in to what should have been mine! I have no one to blame but myself. I pushed you away, I turned on you when you needed me the most. And now I pay the ultimute price. I live my life without you. I am a shell. Everything that was alive and good about me came from you...." Gabrielle looked at the words on the page. She spoke to herself, "You can't have him...his heart will always belong to Nora." It was one of the few times in her life Gabrielle felt compassion towards someone other than Al. "Well Bo...if I can't have you, then I am going to do everything in my power to makes sure Nora can." She walked back into Bo's room and replaced the journal. Her mind began to work over time. She picked up the phone. Looking at the clock on Bo's night stand, she knew the time was ebbing. She had to work quickly, Bo would be home soon. She raced around the house, putting the finishing touches on her plan. Bo got home from work. He tossed his overcoat on the chair near the door and loosened his tie. He looked up and to notice of the table set for two. Candles, champagne, romantic music. His ear tuned into the music. Percy Sledge. "What are you doing Gabrielle?" He walked toward the stereo. "I told you that this music will never be played in my home!" He was angered as he spoke to himself, "how could she put this on? She KNOWS this is Nora's song! That woman!" He takes the CD out of the stereo and turns, flinging it like a saucer across the room. His breath catches in his throat. Those eyes. He swallows hard. She softly spoke, "Hi Bo...sorry, I put the CD on. I didn't mean to upset you." "Nora?" Bo looked around the room, was this for real? Was she really here? Was he dreaming? "What...I don't understand..." Nora walked across the room. She stood in front of him. He felt like a kid with a crush on his teacher. He felt awkward and insecure. Fighting his feelings to take her in his arms, he continued to look into her eyes. Nora reached up and placed her hand along his cheek. "We have a lot to talk about." she smiled as she leaned and gently kissed his lips. She backed away and let the sensation linger. "I don't understand...what is going on? Gabrielle called me and told me that she was preparing a special dinner for me. A dinner that would finally make things right between she and I...she didn't say..." Nora leaned in and kissed him again. "Sshhh...we have wasted so much time..." She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him. She whispered in his ear, "let's not waste another minute. I love you Bo." Bo held her tight, breathing deeply, letting himself get lost in her. "I don't know what's going on, but I'm not going to fight it. I love you too, Red." He began to kiss her neck, moving along her cheek until his lips met hers. The front door opened a crack. Gabrielle peeked in. She saw the reunited lovers and she smiled as she thought out loud, "Gabrielle Medina will stop at nothing to take another woman's man...but not when his heart belongs to her. To you Bo Buchanan...you gave me a chance...I give you back the chance...the chance to be happy." She closed the door and walked away.