Blowin' Smoke || Solo Para ||
Teddy knew one day she was going to have to quit… She was a heart surgeon for god’s sake! She knew what smoking could do to her heart but when her days got bad she couldn’t help it….
It started shortly after she got back from her 3rd tour. The one with the IED, where Dan and Geiko lost their lives.
She had gotten off the plane, her bag slung over her shoulder and her aviators covering her puffy red eyes. Dan’s wife and daughters stood among the crowd, arms draped around each other. She couldn’t face them… Not right now, she made a beeline back to the wing of the plane. Leaning against the hot metal she closed her eyes, her skin began to scream at her, begging her to stand straighter but she stayed, letting the sun beat down on her.
The pilot came down and stood next to her. She could feel his eyes on her. Opening her own green pools of sight, she pushed her sunglasses down to her nose. The man was holding out a carton of cigarettes. She shrugged a bit before taking one between her fingers. Sliding it between her lips, the pilot flicked the lighter and warmed the roll of toxins. He nodded and walked toward the hanger full of families.
She inhaled the musky taste of the burning cigarette and quickly blew a puff of smoke out into the air. She coughed a bit before taking another breath in. Her nerves calmed a bit, she could feel her heartbeat slowing.
Once she finished the cigarette, she crushed the butt of it under her boot and headed over to Dan’s family.
5 years after Dan’s death… She still hides a carton of smokes in a case under her bed. The only time she needs one now is whenever somebody plans a get together to catch up…. Who was left of their troop got together every 3 to 4 years. Every time she walked into that little bar in Shuhalius her heart rate speed up and visions of Dan’s lifeless body flashed into her head.
The next get together was coming up in a week. Teddy was seriously considering not going, she had been telling Owen that she felt like she was getting sick with the flu and didn’t want to give it to the other guys. Taking a deep breath she got down on her knees and pulled the case from under the bed, unlocking it she pulled the carton from under all the pictures, dog tags and velcro nametags.
She opened the window and lit up. Inhaling the taste of tar (among other things) her thoughts relaxed. Blowing out the smoke in little circles, she sighed. If she wasn’t going for herself, she would go for Owen.
She finished the cigarette quickly and dropped it into the rose bush below. Leaving the window open, she walked around the room and turned on the 2 oil diffusers that were on the dresser and the bathroom counter. She tossed a handful of mints into her mouth and shoved the clothes she was wearing into the washer and pulled on a clean pair of jeans and a sweatshirt.
She had almost mastered the art of covering the smell up. She just hoped Owen’s super nose wouldn't catch anything she might of missed when he came over for lunch and to plan the “road trip”.
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