Running from the past

[Major Heath Ellerton]

With a look of sheer determination, Heath plunged onward in his run. He had been running laps on the overhead track ever since he'd left 10-forward and the images of the woman and child behind him. Yet, still he burned to release the anger, frustration and hurt that lay buried so deep inside him, like a capped well that had come loose.

Growling a bit at his frustration, he left the track and made his way down into the heart of the gym, where he donned a pair of boxes gloves and proceeded to beat the hell out of the bag that hung from the ceiling. If nothing else, he would exhaust his body physically in order to wash away the memories of the past.

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[Major Heath Ellerton]

After pushing himself to near exhaustion, Heath finally called an end to his intense workout session. He still had not erased the images of the young girl, so like himself as a child, from his mind, but he had at least pushed himself to the point where he would collapse onto his bed and forget everything this night.

Toweling off the sweat that streamed down his face, Heath grabbed his few belongings and made his way back to his quarters. He hoped, for once, that he would find them empty. He didn't really want to face questions from his new 'friend.' Perhaps it had been a bad idea to turn down the private room he had been offered. No, Heath knew himself too well. Left alone to his own devices, he would likely drink himself into a lonely stupor or exhaust his potential of women onboard the ship within a matter of days. No, at least having Tara around gave him a reason not to do those things....and amazingly he'd learned in the past that the company of his fellow marines, any marine, often had a calming effect on him. So, with towel draped over his shoulder, Heath made his way back to quarters where he hoped he would simply pass out and be able to forget any memories of the past.

End Heath