Catch & Release (Tagged)

[Jackson Martin]

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DIVE INTO THE SEA

and make waves

Jackson had gone ahead and done that thing. The thing where two guys tried to bond over the age old sport of fishing. Busse Lake was the destination where the largemouth bass, pike and catfish were waiting to become dinner. It wasn’t much and Jackson wasn’t even sure if it was the right thing to do since he hadn’t spoken to his dad for a while. In the end Jackson was grasping at straws to find a reason not to run and hide after all that had happened recently. He had a whole other family he hadn’t known about, he lost the one mother he had called mum all long, he gained a sister and practically lost her given his view toward her husband.

Then came Teresa, she was gone now too so what was left of their family he was trying to grasp at straws. He had upset Jess and now had some stupid agreement that he didnt annoy her or he didnt get to see his one remaining sisters and Martin now had Sofia which meant he had moved on too. Jackson wasn’t even sure where things were settled anymore, he felt like the alien in the family that didnt know what to do or say to the people that mattered most to him. He didnt much recognise life as he used to know it since he got back to Chicago. It wasn’t that he had any choice in the matter but he still blamed himself for not figuring out a way to fix his mother or save Teresa. It was ridiculous but JJ fixed things, built things but he couldnt fix them. That hurt. So a trip, it was his way of trying to talk and figured it all out while trying to hold on to the one family member he had left in his eyes.

It was the reason why he was tearing the garage apart in the house to find the fishing gear, he knew his dad had. JJ had his own in his truck waiting to set off and sure JJ hadn’t checked if Martin was there but one way or another JJ would wait or drag him out of the house by the toes if he needed to. Family time was needed and he knew his dad fished, so he fished and in turn fishing was that thing that male relatives did. Bond over catching a fish or he hoped it would work because he wasnt beyond breaking out battleship for the day either. He just figured fishing was easier.

In that thought JJ hadn’t seen he had unbalanced a few boxes on the shelf, filled with general garage objects as he tried to reach holding onto the fishing rod he found. His fingers fell short of catching the boxes as they crashed to the floor, nothing breakable just a few extra linens as he began to place the boxes back setting the fishing gear down on the floor wondering if Martin hadn’t known he was there, he probably would right about now.

Tag: Sheldon Martin

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[Sheldon Martin]

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[attr="class","Martinnert"]Sheldon tried to do right by his family, always and now it seemed like all he had left of it was Jackson and Sofia. He'd grown more protective of them, in different appropriate ways. Martin wouldn't call Sofia moving on so much as someone who was helping him heal. Something he wanted to help JJ do but his son was so darned stubborn, he knew it wasn't something that happened overnight. There had been nights Martin still broke down when no one was around to see the stoic fall. But telling his son it was okay to cry was not the best way to phrase things.

Fishing wasn't something that Sheldon had ever been any good at, let alone found time to do much of recently. One of the main reasons his fishing gear was probably hard to get to in the garage. Work and everything else took over, he didn't really take the time to sit and relax as he should. Anytime that he could get to spend with his son was welcomed, that had never been in question but something was definitely eating at JJ. Sheldon was now on a mission to find out.

JJ was taller than Sheldon by a few inches. Watching him with the boxes crashing to the floor was rather amusing for someone of shorter stature to watch someone close to 6 ft unable to reach something. “There is a stool around the corner, next to the work bench.” Sheldon pointed as he came up behind him helping him get what remained up off of the floor. There was a soft chuckle, Things were organized in here, just not as well as they had been when Sheldon had spent more time with his family in here.

∵ Jackson Martin ∵

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[attr="class","Martinnerlyric"]With all due respect
Aren’t you going to reciprocate?

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[Jackson Martin]

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DIVE INTO THE SEA

and make waves

JJ looked over at his dad when he spoke about the stool around the corner, go figure he’d pick that moment to see him. “Thanks for the tip, I think I’ll maybe rearrange in here some time soon.” JJ added smirking a little before chuckling. “You know, so you can reach everything. Care of the elderly and all but thanks for the chuckle.” He teased as he wasnt beyond him but then he wanted to spend time with the family he had left. Even if that meant working in a garage or tidying a kitchen, it worked for his personality because he was sure he could find something to work on in there.

The falling boxes has been worth it to hear Martin chuckle, it felt like forever since that had been a sound he knew of. Had his dad managed to figure out a way to move on or get passed everything, he’d need to know that secret he figured as he smiled nodding. The house now felt strange, JJ couldn’t really describe it as he had too many memories of family in there but now. Now he wanted that all back, he wanted to remember every second of life in that house even if things were a little more unorganised than he was used to there.

Jackson went to get the stool as he pulled it out and placed it in front of his dad. “Need a hand with it?” He said grinning as he tried to throw a box back up to where it had fallen from as he saw it wedge itself in place. “So I’ve got the rods, just need you to tag along for some bass fishing upstate. The gears in the truck and just need you to come along too.” Jackson explained by way of practically telling Martin that was what was happening. It wasnt that JJ couldnt have a conversation but the military rigidness stuck with him.

“There’s a cabin too if you wanted to stay over or I can drive you back after dinner, if we catch anything.” Jackson offered, “I just though with everything that’s happened... I figured you would like to go fishing.” It was a round about way of pleading in his eyes, Jackson wasnt ever good with the talking about feelings. He guessed it came from his biological dad but he wasnt too sure on the man at all. Maybe it was the reason he screwed things up with Jess in the first place which left him with one family member left.

Martin. The one dad he knew and loved, the one person he could trust and the one person he felt he had let down. He couldnt save his wife or daughter, Jess he had practically pushed away and he was trying his best to hold onto family. Even if he figured Sofia was added to the mix but she wasn’t a family member he knew all that well.

Tag: Sheldon Martin

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[Sheldon Martin]

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[attr="class","Martinnert"]Martin just shook his head. JJ was something else some days. But as far as he was concerned he was still his son. Nothing that was going on in their lives changed that. He just wished that he could do more for JJ when things were so backwards. Martin was just trying to take things in stride. He grabbed a few scattered items and set them back up on the tool bench where they belonged.

If only JJ knew the truth. Martin wasn’t getting passed things or really moving on. He just had to do life with the pain that stared him in the face every morning when he woke up. Martin may be seeing Sofia now but Sofia could never replace Kristina. He didn’t expect her too either. Sofia was her own unique person. Same went for Teresa. No one could replace his daughter. There were endless nights he stayed up blaming himself for all of it but in the end he knew it didn’t do any good.

“Kidnapping is a crime, son.” Martin teased JJ lightly as he helped JJ locate what it was he was looking for. He really needed to clean out the garage, it was on his list of things to do but he’d just not gotten around to it. There were too many memories here. Ones that hurt, Martin wasn’t as unfeeling as some thought he could be. There were days when the weight of everything caught up to him too.

∵ Jackson Martin ∵

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[attr="class","Martinnerlyric"]With all due respect
Aren’t you going to reciprocate?

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[Jackson Martin]

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DIVE INTO THE SEA

and make waves

Jackson wanted nothing more than to spend time with family, beyond Jess, Martin was the only family he knew and trusted enough. It wasn’t that he didnt want to trust people, he was just wary of them and recently his sister and mother had gone, his half sister well he’d done a great job of screwing that up and now he just wanted to make doubly sure that his dad was still his dad. Even the garage was a reminder of worlds and days gone passed.

JJ couldn’t fix any of it, he made things, designed things and he couldn’t keep family together at all. So far he had spent a few weeks trying to work out how to build a bionic person to make sure that if anything did happen, he could at least have a kit ready to save them. As it turned out, he could build a weapon a lot easier than an entire new human. Go figure. Still trying to bond again with Martin over fishing, it was an attempt to try to stabilize the family he had and to make sure he was okay.

“Oh yeah since when?” JJ teased back smirking, “Last I heard taking someone fishing that wants to go is a taxi service... but potato potato, kidnapping taxi...” He said grinning taking what he needed as he smiled. “Then when I unkidnap you, I’ll help you clear some of this out.” JJ wasn’t against tidying, in fact if anything he preferred to have things just right as they were. The garage was... it wasnt tidy but then it had family memories in it and that was hurtful enough to try to organise to level.

“So will my victim get in the truck already or do I need to actually duct tape you?” JJ asked grinning, “Because sure you’re security and all but I’m pretty sure I can kidnap you if I really wanted to. You need time for you and we need to talk so, it’s a guys weekend or few days. Preferably where I don’t have to tape you to a chair.” JJ said with a grin as he opened the door for Martin to get in. He was trying to be a considerate kidnapper at least.

Tag: Sheldon Martin

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[Sheldon Martin]

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[attr="class","Martinnert"]Martin had learned years ago that fixing things and trying to put them back together couldn’t fix everything. He’d lost a family too, he knew what JJ was going through but sometimes getting others too talk was… complicated. The door was always open but Martin had never pushed his son to talk. Then again Teresa and Kristina had always been really good at talking to him about things. Martin needed to make sure he still had someone to go to, and deep down he worried about JJ more than he would let on. Mostly because he didn’t want to start an argument.

“Alright Kidnapping Taxi, let’s go” Martin chuckled back. The smirk was a start. He knew it wasn’t going to be all sunshine and rainbows trying to deal with JJ on the whole thing but sometimes people had to man up and lean on someone. It wasn’t an easy thing to explain. Especially to a son who was old enough to be out on his own.

“But taping people to chairs is so much fun” He teased back as grabbed JJ from behind and then ran his fist over his lack of hair before letting the firm but non choking grip on his son’s neck go. He jumped up in the truck, he didn’t have to be coaxed to go anywhere. Martin wanted to spend time with JJ and the both of them needed a weekend away.

∵ Jackson Martin, ∵

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[attr="class","Martinnerlyric"]With all due respect
Aren’t you going to reciprocate?

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[Jackson Martin]

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DIVE INTO THE SEA

and make waves

JJ hadn’t ever been great with the whole talking thing, he kept everything in and more so now that his sister and mother weren’t there to talk to. Talking to Martin wasn’t the worst thing but he felt that Martin had enough to deal with and him adding to things, yeah it wasn’t happening. Everything was internal, he didn’t snap, he didn’t yell he just got through the day as best he could which was why the trip was so important to him. It was a chance to check in and see how his ‘dad’ was doing with everything.

“Much easier when the victim cooperates.” JJ said with a smirk, “All it took was a threat of duct tape.” So he was trying to make light of the situation but then again JJ didn’t expect Martin to just go along for the ride, getting him to go finish was half a battle but that seemed one easily won so far. The women of the family were always better at this stuff as JJ considered maybe moving back in to see if that helped any. Not exactly a perfect idea but then at least he could see that his dad was alright.

JJ laughed feeling the grip on his neck and the familiar feeling of Martin’s fist over his hair. “Wait until I do that to you, then see how much fun taping people to a chair is.” JJ joked grinning as he made his way around checking the truck before getting in. “I always wondered what you did at work all day, now I think I figured where all the tape goes...” He said grinning as he started the truck. “So any pit stops first or happy to head on up to camp?” JJ figured they could stop on the way somewhere but then again he wasn’t sure what Martin wanted to do or if he wanted dinner that wasn’t under threat from no fish.

Tag: Sheldon Martin

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