Just the Way you Are

The Poem

Hetty was cleaning, and she found an old poem Granger wrote for her.

'Oh, I remember this.' She thought to herself.

2018 was a horrible year for Hetty. She narrowly survived captivity, was just starting to feel better when her team was sent on a suicide mission to Mexico and she saw them get blown up. She then went on a long mission to try and get over the shock of it all.

Christmas had come, the mission was complete, but she was still hurting, and she didn't feel like returning home unless she felt better.

After several attempts over the past few months to contact her, Granger finally managed to talk to her, and they arranged a meeting.

Christmas eve

'Hi.' Granger said

'Hi.' Hetty replied, awkwardly.

' How've you been?'

'I don't know. Seems like every time I think I feel better, I remember something that sets me back.'

'Maybe it's homesickness. Maybe it's time to consider coming home.' Granger suggested.

'How can I return home feeling like, like I want to cry every few minutes? What kind of leader can I be if I can't fully get a grip on everything that's happened this past year?!' Hetty asked.

'You want to know why I really wanted this meeting? Because I have something I want to say.'

Granger then pulled out a piece of paper that said:

'Do you want to know the hardest thing about having a soulmate? It's not the separation in the beginning, not the endless nights lying awake, hoping and praying that someone was made for you... It's the love, It's too strong, and you can't fight it. I've tried. Believe me, I've tried... But I'm always going to love you. And I need you to know that.'

After looking stunned for 1 minute, Hetty ran up to him and hugged him.

'I, I don't know what to say!' She whispered, and cried into his shoulder.

'There There. It's all right.'

'I missed you so much!'

'I missed you too, Hetty.'

'Can I please stay with you for the holidays?' Hetty asked.

'Of course you can.'

'Hey.' Granger said.

'Oh, hey! Didn't see you sitting there!' Hetty replied.

'Well, you seemed deep in thought. Figured I'd sit here for a bit.'

'I have a question, how did you know?'

'Know what?' Granger asked.

'That the one thing I needed to convince me to come home was to be reminded that I'm loved?'

Squeezing her hand, 'Gut feeling. And I was talking to Nate at the time, and he suggested a romantic gesture. Took me 3 weeks to write that poem.' Granger said.

'Well, I'm glad you did that.'