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Missing, Presumed Dead

Monday, January 2, 2006

Who did Dobson leave behind? Short little one-off inspired by Carlos Jacott's wedding ring in Firefly: Serenity.

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Missing, Presumed Dead

"Buzzards the only ones gonna find him now."

Jayne Cobb

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She stared at the card in her hand. "Missing, presumed dead."

With a single touch, the words shifted and changed. "Mrs. Dobson, our sincere condolences. While on routine assignment, your husband, Lawrence Dobson, has gone missing. He is presumed dead and searches have been discontinued."

What followed were details, mostly legal, about how to draw his pay in his absence and what her benefits were. As long as he was missing and not declared dead, there would be no pension, no insurance. There were no explanations, no word of how he disappeared, or what his mission had been. She closed her hand over her stomach, trying to push past the numbness that edged it's way outward, consuming her.

"Oh, Lawrence." She sunk unto a chair. Her father had been right when he warned her about falling in love with a lawman. But she hadn't cared. Nothing could have stopped her from loving him, from being with him. And when he'd asked her to marry him, how could she tell him no?

It seemed only yesterday that they'd stood on the edge of that bioluminescent lake on Ariel, the only honeymoon his law enforcement pay and her own meager seamstress salary had afforded them.

"I love you, bao bei. Ever and always." He'd said so gently, cradling her to him and she had never felt so full, so alive. They'd made so many plans, how he would put in for promotions and be a commander in a few years time. Then he would be able to stay home, and they could start a family. He had promised she could submit her designs to the Blue Sun Corporation's fashion guild and start her own design business. They would have the entire future at their feet.

Missing, presumed dead.

"I'll find you, Lawr. I will." She vowed, closing the card and laying it on the table. Her face hardened with determination. She was th

Comments
Monday, 02 January 2006 10:59
Fabulous! I really loved this and thought you had everyone acting very much in character. The only thing that didn't feel that was was Patience handing the ring back to be buried with Dobson's remains. I think she would have bitten the metal to make sure it was real then pocketed it to melt down or sell later. Very shiny piece of work. Ali D :~)
You can't take the sky from me
Monday, 02 January 2006 11:58
A great piece of writing. You got all the characters just right. I feel so sorry for the wife.
ANONYMOUS
Monday, 02 January 2006 16:05
I don't usually like stories like this, with loose ends and unfinished business. But, this was very well done. Life is full of unanswered questions, things left undone, and fates unknown. It stinks, but somehow we learn to live with it. Eventually.
Tuesday, 03 January 2006 09:49
Not many would have given Dobson a second thought after he shot Kaylee, let alone taken the time to notice a tiny detail like the ring on his finger. I know I didn't. Kudos to you for taking that time.
Very VERY well done.
ANONYMOUS
Wednesday, 04 January 2006 09:24
Now I tend to agree with AMDOBELL, and the Anonymous poster. I too think that Patience would have bit the ring the only diff is that. If it were real I think she would pocket it. But then again knowin the type of person she is. Would probably pocket the thing anyway. And I don't like loose ends either but, it does leave an opening for a sequel. In which case would be great to see.
Wednesday, 04 January 2006 09:25
Now why didn't this thing post my name? Odd.
Wednesday, 04 January 2006 23:57
i noticed the ring and i wondered, but i never thought too much about it...

b
Thursday, 05 January 2006 02:59
Thanks gang!
You warm my cold, unfeeling heart! Or maybe that's the gin?
I had originally written it with Patience keeping the ring, but then I thought, if she thought Reavers were responsible for Dobsons death, might she, like Book, not make the distinction in how we treat our dead?

Plus, I really got attached to the widow, even though I tried to keep her as faceless and nameless as possible. I didn't want her husband to just be some lost heap of bones in a shallow grave somewhere, no matter how much of a fool I think Dobson was. Yes, silly sentimental writer-stuff. What's that they say about killing the darlings? Oops. Is there any gin left?
:D

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