Songs & Fire [Brett and Casey]

Hallelujah - #22

(61) Challenge: Day 22 - 12/22/19

Song: Hallelujah (Kate Voegele's Version)

*This is set at Otis' funeral.

*The next three days after this will be Christmas songs!

Well I've heard there was a sacred chord

David played and it pleased the lord

But you don't really care for music, do ya?

Well it goes like this, the fourth, the fifth

The minor fall

And the major lift,

The baffled king composing hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah

Brett looked at herself one more time in the mirror before she tried to adjust the sling that her arm was in.

Foster came in and knocked on Brett's bedroom door, "Hey...you ready for this."

"No..." Answered Brett as she sadly turned and looked at her friend, "I don't think I'll ever be ready for this."

Foster walked up to Brett and threw her arm around Brett's good side, "I know. I'll be okay, we'll get through it together."

Brett nodded before she grabbed the rest of her uniform that she needed and walked out of the door with her close friend.

Well, your faith was strong but you needed proof

You saw her bathing up on the roof

Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you.

And she tied you her kitchen chair

She broke your throne

She cut your hair

And from your lips she drew the hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah

By the time Brett and Foster arrived at the church, everyone was already there waiting for them, and no one's face held a smile.

"Hey, how's the arm?" Asked Kidd as she walked up to Brett and Foster who were a few feet away from the Church entrance.

Brett looked up at her friend and sighed, "It's okay. Still hurts quite a bit, the doctor said it would for the next little while."

All three girls talked about five more minutes before they were ushered into the church.

Brett looked around trying to gauge all of who was there, and it looked like almost every first responder in the city of Chicago made it.

"Hey, I'm sorry Kyle couldn't make it, I'm sure he really wanted to be here for you." Whispered Foster as she and Brett took their seats with the rest of fifty-one."

"Yeah, he texted this morning and said he was really sad that he couldn't be here, but you know he had to head to Indiana early so he could set everything up."

Foster didn't say anything else she just sadly looked at her friend then continued to stare ahead and wait for the service to start.

Well baby I have been here before

I've seen this room, and I've walked this floor

You know I used to live alone before I knew ya.

And I've seen your flag on the marble arch

Love is not a victory march

It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah

Brett couldn't believe it, he was really gone. Otis was gone. She would never hear his voice or get a random text from him again. He was gone. Everyone from fifty-one had put on a brave face and got through the service, how you may ask. Well, none of them would ever know.

"Otis loved this place." Called out Herman as he raised his glass and tried to finish his speech without falling over and balling like a toddler.

Brett raised her glass at the end of Herman's speech and sadly looked around Molly's thinking about all the fun times she shared with Otis here.

"Hey, Brett." Whispered Casey as he came to sit down next to Brett at the bar.

Brett looked up at Casey and tried to form a smile, "Hey..."

Both sat there in silence for a while just staring at the somber crowd.

"Ughh, where's Kyle? I figured he'd be here with you today."

"He's in Indiana. He really wished he could of been here though."

Casey didn't respond he stared down at Brett's arm in its cast.

"Casey, you have to stop blaming yourself. None of this was your fault."

"Yeah, but if I hadn't called for you ll to come in there, you wouldn't have gotten hurt."

"Casey, you can't beat yourself up for doing your job or for having other people do their job."

Casey finally turned to look at Brett in the eyes, "So you're really leaving?"

Brett didn't say anything in response she just looked at Casey and nodded.

"Do you think you'll be happy?" Asked Casey as he started to play with his empty beer bottle's half-peeled label.

"I hope so."

Casey slowly nodded, "Would anything make you stay?"

Brett looked at Casey like he just stabbed her, "Ugh...I don't know. I guess if someone told me to stay or that they needed me...then I might."

Casey didn't say anything in response to that.

"Excuse me, Casey I'm gonna go to the ladies' room." Whispered Brett as she got up off her seat and rushed to the bathroom so that no one would see the dime-sized tears that were starting to gather and roll down her face.

Casey watched Brett get up and rush off before he whispered, "Stay...I need you."

Well maybe there's a god above

But all I ever learned from love

Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you.

And it's not a cry that you hear at night

It's not somebody who's seen the light

It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

Oo hallelujah, oo hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah