Tombstone Estate

[Doc Holliday]

Tombstone Estate, Planet Gran Canaria

It had been two years since anyone had occupied the mansion at Tombstone Estate. Midori was dead and buried, Doc had remained in seclusion at his hide-a-way on Erie, Emiko was now trying to find her own way in the universe and the twins were with Doc on Med Force One.
The tall, slender man in a heavy fur coat entered through the front door. It wasn't what it once was. The once green flower gardens outside were old above ground beds, often coated in frost and no longer did wildlife graze on the acres of grass. Still, the inside was unspoiled. It was the same way it was left two years earlier.

The man turned on the lights and then the heating system. Gradually, he removed the furs that coated his body and headed for his old West room. He picked up the picture of him and his old friend from long ago. Doc just smiled as he looked at it. Those times were great. His piano was sitting silent and the liquor of his bar aged.
He walked from room to room. Flashbacks of Midori were all over. She was greeting him at the front door, cooking in the kitchen, breastfeeding in the living room or trying out something new in her wardrobe. It just wasn't the same and he missed her terribly. He took a second to look out the side window. There was his converted military truck, just sitting. It was the only thing that was warm outside.
Out the front window was the now icy water of the large lake. Even now it was pretty but in a different way. Rather than rolling waves coming ashore with a glen to either side, it was now a still water's edge and snow in the trees. Doc just sighed.

Now warm inside, it was liveable. The access to his underground lab was still locked. Who knows what it looked like. Rather, Doc found it better than staying on ship all day, even if he was alone. With a cup of coffee in hand, he headed up to his bedroom. It was there that reality set in.
On the nightstand was a picture from a time past. The wedding photo of him and Midori. Placing his cup down on the stand, he held the picture and stared. She was so beautiful. He remembered the day he met her on Naha. Every chance he got he would venture by to take her home. He smiled weakly at the memory. But the more he stared, the more real his depression became. He could stand no more.
Clutching the picture tight against his chest, he hung his head and wept......hard.

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