The real reason why
he is in LA…
Charles has been alive for a long time and of course he has
had many loves, but the first still burns in his heart. It was after the Great War and while he was
in England he met a young woman by the name of Nora Wells. He was quite smitten with her since the first
time he saw her. Unfortunately the same
could not be said of her, but gentle coaxing (adamant badgering) had finally
breached her stonewall. It had gone on a
little too well and in the morning she was gone.
He pined for her for many years, looking for her in a futile
attempt. It was in the waning days of
the Second World War that from her he had received a letter. It seemed that her son, CJ had joined
the war for the Americans and if he could watch over him. CJ Chambers was in England for a time and Charles
agreed. Anything for Nora. Charles knew why he was in England for in a
couple of days, D-Day was about to begin.
He would have tried to get him reassigned but it was too far
along in the planning stages. There was
one thing that he could do however. He
led his unit of SAS soldiers and covered the young CJ through D-Day and beyond,
secretly watching the young man, intervening only when needed. It was during the Battle of the Bulge that CJ
noticed that a British SAS squad was following his squad. He had noticed them during D-Day and points
in between, but at the Battle of the Bulge, he cornered the then Captain
Mercer. After a little scuffle they
ended up talking and Charles admitted that he knew his mother and that he
agreed to look in after him. He did not
know how to take that, but Charles assured him that all he had done, was
him. That he had to only intervene three
times to save his life.
CJ got up to leave, having much to think about. “What does CJ stand for young man?” he asked
as his neurosis about proper name was killing him.
He smiled. “Charles
Johnathon. I was named for two important
members of my mother’s family.”
Charles nodded as he left.
CJ was his son.
After the war Charles kept tabs on Nora and her family. It seemed that she was married to a Roy
Chambers for a month before he met her.
An American with the Expeditionary Force that came to England for the
Great War. She had moved to Los Angeles
and started to raise a family there. Nora had written him again in 1961 and begged
him to come out and see her. He relented
and agreed. When he entered the hospital
room that she was in, she recognized him for except for some additional crow’s
feet, he looked exactly the same as he did some forty years before. She shooed her children and grandchildren out
of the room and cried. She was so sorry
for everything she had put him through, but he had just put his fingers over
her lips. He knew. He knew it all, for that was his job. They talked for hours until the nurse came to
chase him away. That is when he left he
ran into CJ, in his forties and about to have his first grand-child. He stopped and stared at the man he
knew. He merely stood at attention and
saluted.
CJ got married and had only a single child, a son. His son, Johnathon had a daughter in the next
year, Nora. That is when he
retired. It was something that his
mentor Bartholomew had said was Charles was introduced as his new apprentice to
his daughters. “Family. It is the best thing in have in this world.”
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