I donāt remember me, ( before you )
A little one shot from All hearts lead home. An enormous Thankyou as always to @the-real-tc for your encouragement
Timās comment had cut deeper than she had first thought, Lisa knew she had pushed this last trip out well and truely as far as possible ; her heart ached for Jack.
Her anxieties had got the better of her, she had hadnāt answered his calls as often in the last few weeks. If she was completely honest with herself merely hearing his voice made her want to cry. Her aunts constant nagging made her feel guilty at any mention of going home and Lisa had allowed it.
As she shoved her bags into her and Jacks room in frustration and looked to change into something more comfortable, Jacks familiar scent filled her lungs. She paused, closed her eyes and breathed in deeply ; before rummaging through her bag looking for a pair of Jeans.
āHeās been alone for QUITE a while now Lisaā....those words kept swimming around in Lisaās mind and that sickening feeling she had felt on numerous occasions whilst she had been away began to take over again.
Lisa noticed something she hadnāt seen before, as she picked up the photo that adorned Jacks bedside table; her heart beat a little faster { it must have been one Jade had taken at Thanksgiving } but itās memory made Lisa smile and a sense of warmth washed over here. She was home now; home for good.
This trip had been as tough on Lisa as she suspected it had on Jack, but never once did she let on, she wouldnāt ever tell him how she awful this trip really was...it only made that feeling of guilt she felt constantly set deep in the pit of her stomach even worse, especially at the thought of her not being home to support Jack in his time of loss.
Will was undoubtedly Jacks oldest and most beloved friend and It broke her heart to think of him at the fishing cabin...alone.
It was a combination of many factors; however this was the last straw that made Lisaās decision final. There would be no more trips for business, no more trips for Aunt Evelyn, no more trips...unless it was with Jack!
{Lisa had come to the conclusion over the last 2 weeks in Istanbul with Aunt Evelyn that the one thing which had always played such a huge part in her life, something she had always thoroughly enjoyed was now something that caused her life nothing but angst.
These past months away had weighed heavily on Lisa, at first she assumed it was a combination of missing Jack, their family, the pressure of her business and her persuasive aunt; but it wasnāt until Timās razor sharp comments that Lisa truely realised that it all came back to one thing { or in her case one person}, Jack.
Fairfield would always be in her life, it would always be her business but the time had come for Lisa to take a step
back and she knew that now was as good time as ever.
Her entire adult life had been spent jet setting around the world {quite often with her aunt Evelyn} ,her business life and her married life to Dan had all to often revolved around being āsomewhere amazingā, āsomewhere exoticā, always dining some where expensive...but somehow there was always something missing.
As she wiped away a tear, tied back her hair, grabbed her phone and headed out to Tim who was waiting in his truck, Lisa took one last glance around their room and as she took in a deep breath she whispered to herself āIāll never leave you again Jack, I promise ā.....
As they arrived at Jacks fishing cabin the warm Alberta sun glistened across the trickling water, it was no wonder this place had always been somewhere that Jack would escape to for some quiet time.
It was so peaceful, almost completely untouched { just the way he liked it } This was the one place Jack would come; in times of great celebration, but also in times of great sadness and mourning.
This rustic old mountain cabin was built with his very own hands and was filled with the memories of the people and the times he loved most in his life.
The Fire inside was still burning, but hadnāt been stoked in a while.
Lisa chuckled as she noticed Jacks overnight bag and itās contents ... or lack there of.
āHe must be out fishingā Tim called out as he headed up stream...
āIāll head up here, you go down thereā he pointed down towards the little water fall about a half mile down..
Of all the private moments the two of them had shared in their lives, it was the first time that Jack brought Lisa to his fishing cabin that still, even after so many years would give her goose bumps as she remembered it like it was yesterday....
Jacks strong arms encircling her as he taught her how to Fly fish; āa team sportā she whispered into the air to no one.
Lisa was brought out of her day dream when she heard Tim yelling her name...
As Lisa turned to run in the direction of where Tim was, the urgency in his voice sent a shiver down her spine.
āIām over here! Call someone, call someone NOW!!ā
Nothing could have prepared Lisa for what she saw next as her husband lay wet, limp and unresponsive in the arms of his ex son in law...
Lisaās heart stopped and her life with Jack flashed before her eyes.
Why had she gone away with aunt Evelyn?
Why didnāt she realise that Jack needed her so much?
Tim was right he had been alone for a very a long time; too long!
What sort of a wife was she?!?
What if Jack died and never knew just how much she adored and loved him...
How her life was empty until he came along and took her heart.
The next few hours went by as a complete blur, they were a moment in time lost ; never to be remembered ; only no matter how hard she tried Lisa couldnāt erase them from her memory.
Flashing lights, Tim shouting, them both working on Jack until help arrived, more lights, more questions, Jacks cold hands, his usually sun kissed skin deathly pale.
Arriving at the hospital to a sea of tears and a barrage of more questions.
There were many times in her life when Lisa had been afraid, but never had she ever felt more petrified than she did at that very moment.
If she was to loose the one thing more important to her than life itself; she gasped for air as she tried to remain stoic.
āExcuse me, Mrs Bartlett?ā
A softly spoken young Nurse tapped Lisa on the shoulder
āIf you could please come with me Mrs. Bartlett?ā
Her surname had never officially been changed to āBartlettā, keeping her maiden name was a decision Lisa had made long before her marriage to Dan let alone Jack, however on the rare occasion someone referred to her by this name it hadnāt taken much of Lisaās attention...today was different.
Lisa followed the Nurse along the light blue hospital hallway. It seemed to go on forever. She had left the others sitting anxiously in the waiting room.
As she entered a small room, with a large window that over looked the hospitals garden she gasped as she she saw Jack laying peacefully in what seemed a larger than normal hospital bed.
His colour had returned and he seemed to be resting peacefully { aside from the intubation tube the doctor had to insert}. The slow and steady rise and fall of his chest along with the soft beeping of his breathing machine all became to much for Lisa to bear.
She couldnāt make herself move closer, her eyes burned with the tears she had so desperately tried to hide.
The soft hand of the nurse resting gently on her back brought her back ...
āIām sorryā she whispered as she glanced sideways and met the kind eyes of Jacks nurse.
āThereās no need to be sorry Mrs.Bartlett? I know this must be extremely difficultā
Jacks nurse fussed over his chart before guiding Lisa to a chair she had situated next to the right side of his bed; away from all his breathing aperartis.
āIām Libby and I will Mr.Barlettās charge nurse while he is with usā, her voice was warm and sincere and almost in an instant Lisa felt calmer than she had all day.
āThe Doctor will be in any minute, just have a seat next to your husband and I will go and hurry her up ā...
As Libby exited the room Lisa reached out to touch Jacks calosed hands, they were warm & they were rough: these were the hands that had worked a lifetime, had roped cattle and guided horses. The hands that had mended fences and nursed babies; but most importantly they were the hands that held her tight,the hands that had cupped her face when he kissed her softly the hands she reached for always.
āI have just been and spoken with your family Mrs.Bartlett; I thought it best to do so before I advised them to head home for the night, Jack needs his restā, she pushed ā however I will allow you to stay with him but no other visitors for the next 24 hoursā.
She looked up at Lisa with an understanding look.
āI have organised with the staff on tonight to bring you in a comfy chairā....
āNow the Dr will be here any minuteā
āDr Eloise Brown was well known in Hudson for her directness and her no nonsense approach ;she was also renowned for her diagnostic abilities and her medical knowledge. She had known the Bartlett family for many years and Lisa knew Jack was in excellent hands.
As she came to sit alongside Lisa, she reached out and touched her hand...
āNow Lisa, I donāt think I need to tell you how serious this wasā she paused as if trying to gauge Lisaās understanding
āJack isnāt a young man anymore, and today he was was very close to leaving youā....
Lisa quickly wiped a tear away from her cheek
āHowever, as you well know your husband has incredible tenacity for his age and he has fought hard, so hard infact that I am almost certain he will return to his normal self in the very near futureā....
Dr Brown continued, although her tone dropped and her voice softened.
She looked Lisa in the eye...
ā I have known Jack for a very Long time Lisa, I have seen him go through more heartache than many....she paused
āHe is a lucky man to have found you, to have found love againā she paused again;
āBut I hope you realise how lucky you are also? ā it was as if she was asking Lisa a rertorical question
āJacks not a young man anymore Lisa, but he has so much love to give you...please stay close now, he really needs you to be close byā
It was all Lisa needed for the flood gates of guilt to break open, her tears pouring out of her like a water fall.
Eloise Brown, not the doctor but the woman had sensed how Lisa felt ; she knew their situation and she knew both the relevance and importance of what she had just said; she also knew what life was like as a busy business woman, a seasoned traveller herself she knew could relate to the life Lisa lived ; but sadly she also knew the reality of loosing a loved one whilst being on the other side of the world and it was for those reasons that she herself had let her guard down.
It was after 7pm and the Doctors were conducting their rounds when they noticed Jack attempting the breath on his own...the decision was made to remove his incubation tube and allow him to begin breathing naturally without any assistance.
Hours had passed and the steady rise & fall of Jacks chest indicated his breathing was slowly returning to normal...now all he had to do was wake.
Around 2am Lisa had returned from the bathroom, her neck was sore from sitting in the chair so she wriggled her slight frame under the crook of Jacks strong arm, making sure not to put pressure on him, resting her head gently on the lower part his chest ; she lay awake listening to the rhythm of his strong heart beat.
As she lay there Lisa began to whisper softly to Jack {she wasnāt sure he could hear her } but she wanted to tell him how sorry she was, how if she had her time again she would never have gone to see aunt Evelyn , but also that she would never have left him alone whilst she travelled on so many occasions through out their relationship.
As she lay there Lisa almost never drew breath. She told him of all the things she admired most ; his strength, his loyalty, his honesty & his gentleness...of all the things that drove her crazy too...his stubbornness, his old fashioned ways and how he always took the last chocolate biscuit even if Lisa had told him a million times it was herās, saved for after supper.
There was nothing Lisa held back, she wanted Jack to know everything ...she needed Jack to know everything...
āThere is no one else who I have ever or will ever love more than I love youā her whisper interrupted only by the odd sniffle as she fought back the tears that burned her piercing blue eyes...
āI have been selfish, being away so often all these years Jack, and for that I cannot tell you how sorry I amā ; her tone at times almost inaudible through emotion...
āYou somewhat saved me Jackā Lisa took in a huge breath and exhaled slowly
āYou saved me from my past life, from an unemotional, cold hearted ex husband, from a life of fake people and insincere men with little more than huge egoāsā
She was crying now, not able to hold pack those painful tears
āI never would have imagined meeting someone like you, let alone having someone love me like you doā
{a sigh escaped Lisaās lips }
ā There have been times when I havenāt loved myself Jack, but somehow you always make me feel safe, I donāt think you will ever know how much that has meant to meā
āMy only regret, as selfish as it may sound is not being able to love you soonerā
āI donāt want to remember the me, before you Jackā
Lisa never really discussed her desire to be a mother . Whilst married to Dan she yearned for someone to love, but he was always opposed to Lisa having children from day one, so as the years went by she was forced to push it as far into the back of her memory as she could, focusing on Fairfield and the business.
Those feelings re surfaced only days after she met Jack all those years before.
There was something about the strapping older Cowboy that made those feelings real again.
And as much as she respected Jacks late wifeās Lindyās memory, a very small part of Lisa always wished she had met him earlier in her life...
āBut my biggest regret Jackā in a voice so soft, yet so sincere...
āWas not being able to have your childrenā
there she had said it... Lisa unconsciously covered her mouth as if she was afraid someone may have heard her.
As she closed her eyes and finally began to drift off to sleep a piece of her hair came loose from the comb that held it in place, Lisa was so tired she barely even realised that it had been brushed back off her face. It was almost as if she was dreaming that Jacks thumb was gently rubbing the corner of shoulder ; a slow, circular motion, as gentle as could be as Lisa drifted off into a deep slumber.
Something startled Lisa, her eyes shooting open, trying to familiarise herself to her surroundings. The early autumn sun streamed through the cracks in the curtains as the Nurse entered to start her mornings rounds.
Lisa craned her head to look at the clock that adorned the wall in Jacks room, it read 7:22.
She sighed , had she only slept for a 4 hours, it had felt like eternity....
Carefully she tried to sit up, sliding herself from under the warmth of Jacks strong arm.
She could see the nurse looking through Jacks chart, she turned towards the bed.
āMorning Mrs. Bartlett, Iām sorry to disturb youā
Before Lisa could reply she herd a familiar raspy chuckle.
As she went to sit up she felt a familiar large calloused hand touch her head, run across her hair and all the way down her back.
There were no words Lisa could find to express how she felt, all she could do was savour the moment she had prayed for over these past 24 hours.
A tired smile lit up Jacks face as he left his hand resting on the small of Lisaās back.
āHey Lise, why the tears ?ā
Jacks raspy, deep voice crackled as he spoke for the first time
All Lisa could do was cry, every emotion she had felt these past weeks, topped off by the past 24 hours all of a sudden overwhelmed her.
She physically couldnāt talk, she wanted to...desperately she wanted to but she knew how close she had come to loosing Jack and now that he was here, awake in front of her very eyes and it left her, for the first time speechless.
Jack pushed his hand {that still rested on the small of Lisaās back} faintly as he attempted to pull himself forwards, towards Lisa. She smiled and shook her head as he rested back against the pillow in defeat.
Tenderly he cupped the side of Lisaās face, she closed her eyes and savoured the familiar roughness of his strong hands as he kissed her softly ; their lips smiling against one another as they appreciated every single part of this moment.
It had been over 8 weeks since Dr. Brown had deemed Jack well enough to be discharged home to Heartland.
He had weekly follow up appointments which were all going according to plan and slowly but surly he had returned to his regular chores and adored role of family patriarch; All the while Lisa stood by his side assisting him whenever he needed.
There had been a few tumultuous moments {mainly Lou or Tim not minding their own business } however Jackās return home to Heartland was one of great celebration and everyone agreed that Lisaās decision to step back from her roles at Fairfield and spend more time with Jack was something { in particular Lou & Amy } couldnāt be more in favour of. Both the girls adored their grandfather and were incredibly greatful for the love and support Lisa gave him.
The time came and everyone officially farewelled Will Vernon at a special memorial Lou had organised, it was only small but they all had agreed that it was imperative that Jack be able to say a proper good bye to the man he regarded as his āBest Friendā.
Will ashes had been spread over his beloved home at Pike River and Jack had brought home some of Wills most precious treasures.
The winter weather had well and truely set in at Heartland, the days shorter and the nights longer.
It was Saturday evening, all the supper dishes were finished ; the fire roared as a blizzard set in.
Jack half came through door having been out to check the barn was secure and the horses were settled in for the night. Snow covered his winter jacket, he shook it before he came right in and was met with the immediate warmth of the fire.
As he made his way though the house turning lights down along the way he was stopped in his tracks as he reached the door of his and Lisaās bedroom.
He knew Lisa was tired, she had been by his side the moment he woke {and before} from his accident. She had supported him, cared for him, yet knew when he needed his space. She never questioned his feelings and she loved him, unconditionally no matter how stubborn and pig headed he could sometimes be.
She had been patient with him as he returned to his normal self over these past weeks never forcing him or hurrying him along.
As he entered their room and closed the door behind him Lisa woke from her doze.
āSorry Lise, I didnāt mean to wake youā jack started to undress for bed
āIām fine, Sorry I didnāt mean to fall asleepā Lisa was exhausted however alone time with Jack since he came home from hospital had almost been impossible.
Lisa smiled to herself as she watched Jack methodically hang his day clothes one by one on the back of the old leather chair.
She had always admired Jack strong, masculine physique ; broad shoulders, toned arms and strong hands { they had been one of the first things that had got her attention } and even as he had gotten older and had the health scares that he had, Lisa couldnāt help but still admire these attributes in her husband.
He was such a creature of habit these days, a small chuckle escaped her lips as she observed him. They would be celebrating his 74th birthday this coming month; and although not a milestone birthday it was most definitely a cause for celebration.
Jacks age had never defined who he was, Lisa herself was many years younger { 23 to be exact} than Jack however aside from some obvious physical signs Jack was as healthy and as fit as some men half his age.
Dr.Brown herself had been surprised at just how strong and virile Jack was. His ability to bounce back to health after such an accident was as she put it ;
āDue to his tenacity and overall physical healthā
As he hauled himself into bed Lisa snuggled into his side, resting her head on his chest so she could listen to his heart beat.
āWhatcha thinking about Lise?ā Jack murmured into her soft hair.
At the mere mention of what had happened to Jack, brought Lisa almost immediately to tears ; truth be known she hadnāt ever discussed those awful 24 hours where Jacks life was touch and go. However, little did Lisa realise that Jack had heard every word she whispered to him that fateful night. Every ounce of emotion and love she had shared with him ; Jack had heard every word.
āNot muchā was Lisaās hoarse reply
Jack moved so he could see her face.
He smiled as he kissed her forehead and wiped away a single tear that trickled down her dewy cheek.
āIāve never told you this Lise, but you also saved me you know?ā
Lisa instantly sat upright
She looked up at Jack with those crystal blue eyes and she knew right then that he had heard her that night.
There was no need for more words, Jack knew how much Lisa loved him...he counted his blessings each and every day.
He was home, he was healthy and he was thankful.
āI meant every word I said Jackā Lisaās head was burrowed back into the crook of his neck.
āI know you did Lise, and you will never know what it meant to have you there when I needed you mostā he tried to get her to look at him when he spoke...
āBut I donāt want you to ever regret the life you had Lise, or the person you were. Itās what makes you who you are today...and thereās nothing about you I would ever changeā,
Jacks words were direct yet sincere
āI didnāt think it possible to feel the way I do about you , to love someone the way I love youā
Jack stopped, he reached for Lisaās chin and brought her eyes to meet his
āSometimes loving you frightens the hell out of me Lise. Your young , Iām old. I worry I may not be enough for you, but you have taught me these last months that we have always found a way to make it work and that our love is all that really mattersā
Lisaās eyes welled with tears
āThere a things Lise I wish I could have given you ā { both knew what Jack meant ~ he would have done anything to have more children and even more to have them with Lisa }
āBut I am with out a doubt the luckiest man alive; I have a wonderful family who loves me and a beautiful wife by my sideā
He chucked as he looked down at Lisa who had now burrowed in under his arm.
As the coldest part of the winters night set in and the wind howled outside Lisa had managed to manoeuvre herself in as close to Jack as possible ; her soft bare skin flush again his, the warmth of his body made her feel calm; the effect her unclothed body had on his almost instantaneous; his calloused hands tenderly yet deliberately running up and down her spine.
No one else in the world mattered at that very moment as the two of them became lost in the Love that only they fully understood.
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