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Packers sign FB Tommy Bohanon

Packers sign FB Tommy Bohanon

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The Green Bay Packers have signed FB Tommy Bohanon. General Manager Brian Gutekunst announced the transaction Monday.

Bohanon, a 6-foot-1, 246-pound sixth-year player out of Wake Forest, was originally drafted by the New York Jets in the seventh round (No. 215 overall) of the 2013 NFL Draft. He played three seasons for the Jets (2013-15) and two seasons with the Jacksonville Jaguars…

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Prompt: Anon’s request fill 

Fandom: Hell on Wheels

Pairing: Cullen Bohannon / Slight OC & Cullen Bohannon/Mary Bohannon (past, mentioned)

Fic Type: Drabble

A/N: This is my first Hell on Wheels fic & first time writing Cullen so my apologies if he seems a little OOC. 

The burnt out shell of a once lovely plantation house stood tall in the distance as a mocking reminder of what the South had once been. It was as if the place were a symbol of what had become of most of those lands not just after the destruction of Sherman’s March, but the war as a whole. She hated looking at it even more so just knowing what had happened there.

   Poor Mrs. Bohannon. It’s a good thing you weren’t here girl.

She should’ve been there though. Mrs. Mary Bohannon had been her childhood friend. It felt so selfish now to have allowed herself to be sent off to New York to marry a Union soldier. He’d admittedly been a kindly gentleman, suited to her father’s Republican leanings, who treated her well. Still, it was all an effort to hide her from the horrors of the war. All in vain though it seemed. Her husband had died at Gettysburg. Despite her pleading to return home, She’d been told to stay with her in-laws there in New York for the duration. Perhaps it was for the best, but still she felt so guilty. All the while she’d been safe deep in Northern territory  while poor Mary had suffered.

So lost she was in her thoughts that she didn’t even notice herself about to bump directly into someone until it had happened. She emitted small ‘oh!’ of surprised. Mrs. Ellsworth’s grey green eyes widened considerably upon noticing whom it was she’d collided with. Stepping back quickly she bowed her head.

“My deepest apologies Mister Bohannon.”

He looked so different than the young charming southern gentleman she’d remembered from Mary’s wedding. His skin tanned deeply and weathered from the constant sun. Beard and hair were both worn longer than she recalled, but it was truly in his eyes that he looked the most different. This was not the man Mary had married.

“Miss Alby.”

“Ah...well actually Mrs. Ellsworth though widowed now,” she replied in a small tone.

He looked at her silently for a long moment before he nodded more to himself than to her. “I had forgotten...Mary....she did mention. A Yankee wasn’t he?”

Mrs. Ellsworth swallowed drily. “Yes ‘sir he was..”

Another beat of silence passed.

“I was so...broken to hear-”

Cullen waved his hand as if brushing her condolences away with a slight frown upon his lips. “Abigail. Don’t.”

Abigail opened her mouth only to shut it promptly again. Cullen stared at her. It was the blank stare of a man who’d lost his everything. She certainly knew he had. Oh how he’d doted on that boy and on Mary. Despite having only been acquaintances to each other when they married Mary and Cullen certainly had come to find a companionable love together. Secretly, Abigail had been jealous at first, but she’d come to accept it just as well as they’d come to love eachother. In truth she’d wished to leave Meridian long before her parents had sent her away, but she’d only stayed as long as she had for Mary and Cullen. It hurt truly at first, but to be close to the two she loved most was better than the alternatives.

She frowned just as severely back at him. “Mister Bohannon, Mary was my closest friend as you and I were once friendly as well,” her voice was subdued in her grief, but she cleared her throat as she added. “I find it well within my rights to proffer my apologies on her passing.”

Cullen’s blank expression twitched a little then. It was as if he was holding something on the tip of his tongue back. Whatever he held back must have been quite grievous because what he did manage to say just rather cutting in it’s own way.

“Why did you even come back here Abigail?”

Blinking in shock, Abigail brought a hand to her chest.

“It wasn’t for Mary. Ya’ must’a known she was gone. I heard your parents are moving North. So why bother to come back here at all?”

Abigail bit the inside of her cheek.

“For you Cullen. I had to see you...see how you were.”

“I’m not the man ya knew Abby.”

His tone was sharp.

“I see that...,” she whispered more to herself.

Silence filled the air between them.

“You ought t’a go back North.”

“What will you do?”

Cullen reached into his breast pocket. Producing a rail ticket, he held it out to her. Abigail took the ticket looking it over briefly. Her fingers traced along the letters absently as she looked back to him. The blank expression was back again.

“The railroad?”

“Gotta work. Nothin’ here for me.”

Abigail drew in a sharp breath, that pained her somewhere deep in her heart, and nodded. “I suppose should you find yourself in New York, it would be too bold for me to ask you to call on me?”

Cullen took the ticket back. His fingers brushed Abigail’s briefly and he gave a short nod before walking off.

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Jets agree to terms with seventh-round pick FB Tommy Bohanon - - ProFootballTalk » Rumor Mill AP After agreeing to terms with third-round draft pick Brian Winters earlier on Thursday, the New York Jets have come to terms with another one of their draft choices. According to Rich Cimini of ESPNNewYork.com, the Jets have agreed to terms with their...