Advanced Weaponry B1
Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2004 1:32 pm
Switching gears, people. Bear with me, we'll get back to Tessa, Kurz, and Melissa.
Janurary 31, 2004
USS Theodore Rossevelt
exiting the straits of Gibralter
"Move out of the way! Marines coming through!" as bunch of sailor jumped out of the way of the Marines. About twelve Marines were running through the passageways, armed with M-16s and Automatic shotguns, intent on getting to thier destination. The sergeant could be heard explaiining in uncertain terms his dissastifaction at thier current rate of movment. As they started down one of the stairwells, a ting was heard.
"GRENADE" then the sounds of the Marines trying to find cover as the grenade exploded. They were all covered in a white goo along with that entire ladderwell.
"Gotcha" was heard as a redheaded guy carrying a carbine jumped down and ran by them.
"GODDAMN IT." said the sergeant as the guy ran for the hallway. About the time he was about to jump through the Watertight door (WTD), he hit a patch of recently exploded goo and slipped. This messed up the jump and caused him to mess up his timing. His head connected with the top of the WTD. This wasn't bad enough, he hit the knifeedge. Thus, while his head was now stopped by the reluctence of the WTD, the rest of his body still had momentum. He continued his jump and went flying into the next passageway, hitting the deck. He hit in that which hurts the most, flat on his back. Then his head hit the deck. Stars now filled his vision as he tried to get up.
*Damn that hurts, Why do they have to put the top of those doors at 6 feet* as the guy gathered his weaponry. The next thing he heard was a clcl-clink.
*Shit, I'm dead.*
"Score one for the Marines, Leuitenant." said a rather burly Marine Master Sergeant.
*I'm going to here from, Warrent.* as blood started to seep through the gash on his head.
Breifing Room, a little later.
Most of the Marine detachment was in here, in varoius states of unesiness as they knew what had happened. Up on in the front was five indivduals.
The one standing was Captain Robert Halloway, CO of the Steady Teddy. He was not to thrilled with the report of the drill that just happened.
Sitting down to his right was Lt. Johnatan Berwick, the officer in charge of the Teddy's Marine Detachmant, and Sergeant Major Vince Washington, the detachment ranking enlisted. While the Lt. was frowning, it was the Sergeant Major that none of the marines wanted to see. His face was a mask of calm, however those eyes showed a fire that would consume them if it had form. To the left, was members of the victors, SEAL team Raptor Three, the USS Thoedore Rossevelt's resident SEAL team. Near the Captain was Warrent Officer Jack Peterson, a veteran of the SEALs for over 20 years. His face tried not to show his pleasure of what happened. However next to him was a rather different story. Leuitentant, Junior Grade Alexander Makenzie was nearly doubling over in pain. With a towel over the wound to his head, he looked as if was on the lodsing side. Compared to the rest, he was the youngest by far. At just 30 years young, he could pass for any of the pilots of this ship, however as the Marines know by now, he was a SEAL and could take down any of them in an instant.
"I am quite certain that all of you know the results of the drill just conducted. All of you allowed eight armed men to make it down to the aircarft armory and destroy this ship. And you only got one of them and he slipped. I don't know if I should be thankful to the SEALs that they don't work for the otherside or kill them for showing me how pathetic my Marines are. I quite certain that Sergeant Major will have some discussions about this, and I will not stop his duty any longer. Marines Dismissed."
"Alright, you filth. I want all of you up in the hanger deck in 15 minutes IN FULL COMBAT GEAR, MOVE IT" said the Sergeant Major.
It took less then 15 second for all the marines except the sergeant major to leave.
"Pay up, Jack. You lost." as the Sergeant Major walked over to the SEAL Warrent officer.
"Whadd are you talking about, Sergeant Major? You guys lost. We had reign all over the ship." said Alex as he looked up. he regreted that move as his head and back let him know the abuse they went through.
"That wasn't what he was talking about, Alex." as he gave over a $20 bill.
"Never fails doesn't he."
Taking the twenty and stuffing it in to his pocket, the Sergeant Major spoke with a grin "Just like clock work."
The Captain came over to the SEALs as the Marine walked out.
"Good job, guys. That'll keep the Sergeant Major happy till we get home. I'm glad your on our side."
"Nothing much, Captain. This team has pretty much been together for 10 years. You can't get much better then us." as Peterson shook the Captain's hand.
"AMac, you should go down to sickbay and the doctors look at you. You did a pretty bang up job on yourself, this time." said the Captain.
Alex looked at the clock and saw it was 1500. This caused another groan from him. "I'd rather not, sir. I'll get Kyle to look at it. The doctors don't need tp look at it."
"That's an order, AMac." strenly said the Captain.
"Aye, Aye, sir" as Alex tred not to show any discofort from him turning for the door.
Alex left, then the Captain looked at Peterson. "Jack, what was that all about?"
"A certain doctor is still on duty, and Alex would rather not face her right now." smiling the Warrent officer.
The Captain was shaking his head. "I forgot that Dr. Maurikois was down there. Damn, youth is wasted on the young, isn't Vince?"
"From your mouth to God's ears, Captain. Let's go see what Vice cooked up for his Marines? It should be entertaining." all the while grinning from ear to ear.
Sick Bay
Alex stepped into the room and found it wasn't busy. This was not good for him. He didn't want to see Amanda, now. Not like this. He went over to one of the corpmen.
"Hey, Doc, think you fix me up with some painkillers." said Alex quietly. The corpman looked up from his desk and stared to say something, but stopped.
"AMac, Dr. Maurikois is not seeing anybody. You could go in there, yourself."
" It's not that seroius, Doc"
" We got standing order from the Commander, Dr. Maurikios get to see you, only." said the corpman with a smile.
*Great, Everybody is helping me with her. Don't they have thier own lives to screw up* thought Alex as the corpman went to Amanda's office.
He knocked on the door and announced that she had a patient. The door opened and a great looking brunette walked out.
*Oh, great, she wearing her glasses. Oh I am so in trouble.* "Owch"
Amanda walked out as John told her that she had a patient. She was having a bad day already. First, she forgot to sterilize her contacts, making her wear her glasses which she detested. Then, the Marines had another drill during lunch causing all sorts have mayhem. Now, Alex was here, holding a bloodsoaked towel to his forehead. He looked as if he'd been hit by a stampede of buffalo.
"Alex, what he hell did you do your head, now?"*Please don't say anything about the glasses*
" A WTD decided that I was going to be it's bitch, and I lost." said Alex as he was led into the room by Amanda.
"Here, let me look at that cut, Alex. " as she took of the towel. *yep, you did lose, Alex* she thought as she saw the 4 inch gash across his fore head.
"This is going to take stiches to close up. How bad is your head?" as she got to medical cabinet and got some stiching equipment. "Do you think that you had a concussion, Alex?"
"No. Just my entire body hurts. I hit the WTD full force and landed on my back." said Alex as he thought about how to compliment her on how she looked to day.
"I guess this was during the Marine drill, wasn't?" as she thought of how many time she'd seen him hurt himself over the years.
He nodded his head and the regretted it.
She took some alcohol and dambed on the cut area. Alex winced in pain as the alcohol seeped into the open and still bleedind wound.
She smiled at this. "You big baby. You cry over a little alcohol in that teeny wound, yet you are a SEAL. You supposed to be stronger then that. Don't you SEAL become immune to pain."
She's enjoying this. Great. thought Alex as winced in pain.
She started to prep the are for her sutrure as she continued to converse.
"Do you remember the first time we met, Alex?"
"All I remember of the time was Air, trees, and the ground spining in rapid sucession." said Alex as he thought about it.
"Some idiot on a bike deciede to hit me while I was at my mail box. Not only did he not have the decency to stop before my beautyand bow, but he decides to collided with me at full speed" as she stared to stich.
"No, I didn't. I actually hit the ground before hitting you. You just stood there and gaped as barrelled toward you." said Alex`as he tried to concenterate on any thing but what was directly to his right.
"That's not how I remember it. Anyways, that wasn't that bad, I got to stay out of school while my leg healed. I also got a visit from you, if I recall" smiling as she continued.
"Brought you an entire bouquet of flowers , too. That was expensive you know. I only had $5 allowance from my family at that time." said Alex.
"That there was some pollen that I was allergic, too, didn't help you cause. Why do I try? You can be so....." she was saying as she continued her work.
"frustrating. Look at it from my piont of veiw. How would you like to grow up known as a walikng disaster area."
More following.
Amanda continued with stiching the cut. Despite the many mishaps that has caused trouble for her, she liked Alex. Despite his akwardness, he always tried his hardest to always make amends and always tried to have everything done right. Since elementary school, she know the klutz for most the next 20 years. They grew up in the same neighborhood, and went to the same schools. Until high school, they sat right next to each other in class. She knew him like he was family.
"No you weren't" as she continued taking care of the cut. Instantly, she regreted the response.
"Look at our high school yearbook. 'Most likely to cause a disaster: Alex Makenzie.' Page 45, dear Amanda. And if I recall, you were editor of that yearbook." Alex didn't like that Amanda lied like that. He knew that she was trying to easy on him, but he detested when people lied about anything when he already knew the answer. He'd have to deal with it alot by being a SEAL, but from his best friend never.
" I was very mad at you at that time." She satrted to frown. This was not going well now she thought.
"Because of the senoir prom." He remembered that like it was yesterday. He had been preparing to go with Amanda to it, when the day before she abrutly broke it up. She stated she was taking her boyfriend along. He was heartbroken because he actually asked her to go specifically to show how much he cared about her. That she had a boyfriend was shocking because he knew it wasn't true until she told him. He was forced to go by his parents and his friends to the prom. He went, but resigned that he was just going to say hello and leave. Fate intervened and he was way late to the prom, because of traffic. He showed up and found most his classmates plastered and high. Another reason that he didn't hangout with many of them. This when the incident happened. Alex knew that many were going to have sex this day. It was almost a right of passage fro the young men, one that he despised. Having sex with a inibrated girl was raped to his seniblities. Mayberry, the football team's star halfback and Alex's weightroom partner, called him over and offered him a glass of 'juice'. He refused and looked around. That's when Alex found out who Amanda went with.
"You had no right to what you did" she told him in a even tone. Alex knew she was thinking about that same night.
"but you were right, I would have regretted it, later." she said as finished the dressing the wound. "The follies of youth." as she chuckled a little bit.
Alex was insure what to do. Part of him wanted to apologize for that night. It was one of few times that Alex just reacted to a situation instead of thinking. 'Another reason you think before you act, AMac' he thought to himself. The other part wanted to leave, not wanting to face the ire of Amanda.
He finally relented. "I am sorry about what happened." he looked down cast.
"I forgave you long ago, Alex. You impressed alot of people that day. I was, too. Definatly put a lie to being a band wimp." as she looked at him. What she told him was true. At the time and for a time afterwards, she was furoius with him. As time passed, she realized how foolish she was. She knew why Mark asked her out, but when the best looking guy in school asked you out, you did not refuse.
Alex decided to change tactics. "Where are going for leave, Amanda.?"
"Hadn't thought that much about. What are we going to do for Valentine's?" she asked thankful for the change in conversation. alex was learning fast about relationships. She wasn't really surprised. Her friend ability to learn was always amazing. And while he was a Klutz, he was observant as hell.
Damn Her, he thought. That supposed to be a surprise as Alex tried to figure out a way to keep the surprise. He wasn't really into planning events as his job precluded short term schedules. However, he was planning the perfect Valentine's day for her. While she could read him like a open book, Alex always found the Amanda could surprise him. However, Alex had connections. While Amanda had been only on the
TDR for 4 months, he'd been on it for almost a year. He was also quite popular with the female members of the crew. He was also a SEAL, so other avenues of intelligence gathering was available.
"Valentine's day? When's that?" said Alex with a look of questionong. Almost instantly, he regretted the response.
She turned and loked at him throught her galsses, She crossed her arms and had the look as if she wanted him to burst in flames. He thought that was going to happen anyways but for a differnet reason.
"Not good enough, LT. Maybe i should give you an itinerary for tht day, and see if the Captian will make it an order for you." she shook her head and dropped her shoulders a little. "That wouldn't work. you figure out of a way to not follow the orders directly. I have talked to Jack about your exploits. It seems you always found a way to disobey orderes while not disobeying them." You think I don't know what you got planned, Makenzie. Your not supposed to surprise your girlfriend except with her permission. She smiled at this.
Alex smiled at this. "Just keep Vlaentine's day open for me, alright, Amanda?"
Damn him. He smiling. I am so in toruble. He actually believes he has me mystified. He's going to learn. "ALright, I shall." She grabbed some ibuprofen and gave it to Alex. "If that headache of your last for two days, you better be coming back. Now, get out of here." as she gave him as peck on the cheek. This caused him to become beet red. Gotcha, she thought.
Later that night, the Seal team was called to a breifing room. When ever body assembled, the Captain came in.
"I have some bad news for you. Special Forces Command is putting you guys back into the field. I tied to explain that you guys need a break after Bosnia, but that was very insitant. You guys are leaving to night for Spain, then hopping on a flight for Florida. You'll be thourghly breiffed there. Any questions?"
JJ Kowalski, one of the teams pointmen asked his question. "Where we going, sir?" While offically the Captain wouldn't know, everybody knew he did. It just how it worked.
"I can guess, JJ. Yesterday, an American scientist was kidnapped in Bogata. He was a biochemical research scientist for GEHERN, a multinational company that has contarcts with most of the free world. If I was a betting man, you guys will be very warm, very soon."
Kyle Runnersmith, a sniper, responed with a laugh. "It beats the Balkans right now. I'd rather deal with rainforst then snow covered mountains anytime." as he stretched
*God damn it. I should have known this was going to happen. While are you so creul, Lord.* thought Alex as they filed from the room. *The most danderous place on the planet, and were going in to it. No rest for the weary.*
Later that night
Alex exited an officer's quarters and turned only to see a blonde officer standing before him. It was Rebecca Teller, one of the ship's meterologists and Amanda's roommate.
"Didn't wake her up did you, AMac?" She was the one that picked up on the feelings the two had for each other and resolved to see them together. She liked the SEAL officer, and found that she envied at times her friend's boyfriend. In many ways, he was a knight in shining armor.
"She was so peacefull that I felt it was best not to disturb her."
"She'll be pissed that you didn't wake her up." Men. Sometimes you have to give them a swift kick to get them to do the right thing.
"Make sure she reads that letter, Rebecca. I am sorry but I have to go."
"Good Luck, AMac."
"I'll need it where I going." Alex walked down to the hanger and got his gear. It was time to leave. Time to go back into the breach.
The early morning air was filled with the sounds of a CODS engines starting up on the flight deck. Peterson walked over to Alex and reported. "LT. All present and accounted for. We also have all our gear on the plane.
"Let's get going, Warrent. We've got some Guerillas to kick in the ass."
All eight men boarded the plane it rapid sucession. The door closed and the plane went to the front catapults and was hooked up. The plane lurched as it was hurled into the air by the catapults. The plane dropped below the flight deck then rose slowly to the sky. It circled the aircraft carrier and headed east.
Three days later,
Homestead AFB, Florida
The same eight SEALs were in another breifing room. This time a Commodore (Rear Admiral, Lower Half) was there, but wasn't giving the breifing. A man from the CIA was doing it.
" We have been able to track the kidnappers to FARC controlled territory near the Peruvian border. Your orders are to find him and report his where abouts. You arew not to engage FARC forces."
JJ rose his hand. "What about the other hostages? What do we do if we find the others?"
"Report but do not engage. Under no circumstances, other then self presivation, do you engage."
" What if they are in trouble, sir" asked Alex. He didn't like sneak around the bush and despise justy watching injustice being done. Yeah, Im idealistic, but some time the strong must protect the weak.
"Only for the target, and no one else" said the CIA dweeb.
Peterson spoke up, "What's the doctor's good name?
The admiral spoke up at this time. "Doctor Robert Langley. He is married to Kyoko Soryu. He is a speclist in biogenetic engineering. That's all you need to know."
"Dismissed"
Evil aren't I.
Janurary 31, 2004
USS Theodore Rossevelt
exiting the straits of Gibralter
"Move out of the way! Marines coming through!" as bunch of sailor jumped out of the way of the Marines. About twelve Marines were running through the passageways, armed with M-16s and Automatic shotguns, intent on getting to thier destination. The sergeant could be heard explaiining in uncertain terms his dissastifaction at thier current rate of movment. As they started down one of the stairwells, a ting was heard.
"GRENADE" then the sounds of the Marines trying to find cover as the grenade exploded. They were all covered in a white goo along with that entire ladderwell.
"Gotcha" was heard as a redheaded guy carrying a carbine jumped down and ran by them.
"GODDAMN IT." said the sergeant as the guy ran for the hallway. About the time he was about to jump through the Watertight door (WTD), he hit a patch of recently exploded goo and slipped. This messed up the jump and caused him to mess up his timing. His head connected with the top of the WTD. This wasn't bad enough, he hit the knifeedge. Thus, while his head was now stopped by the reluctence of the WTD, the rest of his body still had momentum. He continued his jump and went flying into the next passageway, hitting the deck. He hit in that which hurts the most, flat on his back. Then his head hit the deck. Stars now filled his vision as he tried to get up.
*Damn that hurts, Why do they have to put the top of those doors at 6 feet* as the guy gathered his weaponry. The next thing he heard was a clcl-clink.
*Shit, I'm dead.*
"Score one for the Marines, Leuitenant." said a rather burly Marine Master Sergeant.
*I'm going to here from, Warrent.* as blood started to seep through the gash on his head.
Breifing Room, a little later.
Most of the Marine detachment was in here, in varoius states of unesiness as they knew what had happened. Up on in the front was five indivduals.
The one standing was Captain Robert Halloway, CO of the Steady Teddy. He was not to thrilled with the report of the drill that just happened.
Sitting down to his right was Lt. Johnatan Berwick, the officer in charge of the Teddy's Marine Detachmant, and Sergeant Major Vince Washington, the detachment ranking enlisted. While the Lt. was frowning, it was the Sergeant Major that none of the marines wanted to see. His face was a mask of calm, however those eyes showed a fire that would consume them if it had form. To the left, was members of the victors, SEAL team Raptor Three, the USS Thoedore Rossevelt's resident SEAL team. Near the Captain was Warrent Officer Jack Peterson, a veteran of the SEALs for over 20 years. His face tried not to show his pleasure of what happened. However next to him was a rather different story. Leuitentant, Junior Grade Alexander Makenzie was nearly doubling over in pain. With a towel over the wound to his head, he looked as if was on the lodsing side. Compared to the rest, he was the youngest by far. At just 30 years young, he could pass for any of the pilots of this ship, however as the Marines know by now, he was a SEAL and could take down any of them in an instant.
"I am quite certain that all of you know the results of the drill just conducted. All of you allowed eight armed men to make it down to the aircarft armory and destroy this ship. And you only got one of them and he slipped. I don't know if I should be thankful to the SEALs that they don't work for the otherside or kill them for showing me how pathetic my Marines are. I quite certain that Sergeant Major will have some discussions about this, and I will not stop his duty any longer. Marines Dismissed."
"Alright, you filth. I want all of you up in the hanger deck in 15 minutes IN FULL COMBAT GEAR, MOVE IT" said the Sergeant Major.
It took less then 15 second for all the marines except the sergeant major to leave.
"Pay up, Jack. You lost." as the Sergeant Major walked over to the SEAL Warrent officer.
"Whadd are you talking about, Sergeant Major? You guys lost. We had reign all over the ship." said Alex as he looked up. he regreted that move as his head and back let him know the abuse they went through.
"That wasn't what he was talking about, Alex." as he gave over a $20 bill.
"Never fails doesn't he."
Taking the twenty and stuffing it in to his pocket, the Sergeant Major spoke with a grin "Just like clock work."
The Captain came over to the SEALs as the Marine walked out.
"Good job, guys. That'll keep the Sergeant Major happy till we get home. I'm glad your on our side."
"Nothing much, Captain. This team has pretty much been together for 10 years. You can't get much better then us." as Peterson shook the Captain's hand.
"AMac, you should go down to sickbay and the doctors look at you. You did a pretty bang up job on yourself, this time." said the Captain.
Alex looked at the clock and saw it was 1500. This caused another groan from him. "I'd rather not, sir. I'll get Kyle to look at it. The doctors don't need tp look at it."
"That's an order, AMac." strenly said the Captain.
"Aye, Aye, sir" as Alex tred not to show any discofort from him turning for the door.
Alex left, then the Captain looked at Peterson. "Jack, what was that all about?"
"A certain doctor is still on duty, and Alex would rather not face her right now." smiling the Warrent officer.
The Captain was shaking his head. "I forgot that Dr. Maurikois was down there. Damn, youth is wasted on the young, isn't Vince?"
"From your mouth to God's ears, Captain. Let's go see what Vice cooked up for his Marines? It should be entertaining." all the while grinning from ear to ear.
Sick Bay
Alex stepped into the room and found it wasn't busy. This was not good for him. He didn't want to see Amanda, now. Not like this. He went over to one of the corpmen.
"Hey, Doc, think you fix me up with some painkillers." said Alex quietly. The corpman looked up from his desk and stared to say something, but stopped.
"AMac, Dr. Maurikois is not seeing anybody. You could go in there, yourself."
" It's not that seroius, Doc"
" We got standing order from the Commander, Dr. Maurikios get to see you, only." said the corpman with a smile.
*Great, Everybody is helping me with her. Don't they have thier own lives to screw up* thought Alex as the corpman went to Amanda's office.
He knocked on the door and announced that she had a patient. The door opened and a great looking brunette walked out.
*Oh, great, she wearing her glasses. Oh I am so in trouble.* "Owch"
Amanda walked out as John told her that she had a patient. She was having a bad day already. First, she forgot to sterilize her contacts, making her wear her glasses which she detested. Then, the Marines had another drill during lunch causing all sorts have mayhem. Now, Alex was here, holding a bloodsoaked towel to his forehead. He looked as if he'd been hit by a stampede of buffalo.
"Alex, what he hell did you do your head, now?"*Please don't say anything about the glasses*
" A WTD decided that I was going to be it's bitch, and I lost." said Alex as he was led into the room by Amanda.
"Here, let me look at that cut, Alex. " as she took of the towel. *yep, you did lose, Alex* she thought as she saw the 4 inch gash across his fore head.
"This is going to take stiches to close up. How bad is your head?" as she got to medical cabinet and got some stiching equipment. "Do you think that you had a concussion, Alex?"
"No. Just my entire body hurts. I hit the WTD full force and landed on my back." said Alex as he thought about how to compliment her on how she looked to day.
"I guess this was during the Marine drill, wasn't?" as she thought of how many time she'd seen him hurt himself over the years.
He nodded his head and the regretted it.
She took some alcohol and dambed on the cut area. Alex winced in pain as the alcohol seeped into the open and still bleedind wound.
She smiled at this. "You big baby. You cry over a little alcohol in that teeny wound, yet you are a SEAL. You supposed to be stronger then that. Don't you SEAL become immune to pain."
She's enjoying this. Great. thought Alex as winced in pain.
She started to prep the are for her sutrure as she continued to converse.
"Do you remember the first time we met, Alex?"
"All I remember of the time was Air, trees, and the ground spining in rapid sucession." said Alex as he thought about it.
"Some idiot on a bike deciede to hit me while I was at my mail box. Not only did he not have the decency to stop before my beautyand bow, but he decides to collided with me at full speed" as she stared to stich.
"No, I didn't. I actually hit the ground before hitting you. You just stood there and gaped as barrelled toward you." said Alex`as he tried to concenterate on any thing but what was directly to his right.
"That's not how I remember it. Anyways, that wasn't that bad, I got to stay out of school while my leg healed. I also got a visit from you, if I recall" smiling as she continued.
"Brought you an entire bouquet of flowers , too. That was expensive you know. I only had $5 allowance from my family at that time." said Alex.
"That there was some pollen that I was allergic, too, didn't help you cause. Why do I try? You can be so....." she was saying as she continued her work.
"frustrating. Look at it from my piont of veiw. How would you like to grow up known as a walikng disaster area."
More following.
Amanda continued with stiching the cut. Despite the many mishaps that has caused trouble for her, she liked Alex. Despite his akwardness, he always tried his hardest to always make amends and always tried to have everything done right. Since elementary school, she know the klutz for most the next 20 years. They grew up in the same neighborhood, and went to the same schools. Until high school, they sat right next to each other in class. She knew him like he was family.
"No you weren't" as she continued taking care of the cut. Instantly, she regreted the response.
"Look at our high school yearbook. 'Most likely to cause a disaster: Alex Makenzie.' Page 45, dear Amanda. And if I recall, you were editor of that yearbook." Alex didn't like that Amanda lied like that. He knew that she was trying to easy on him, but he detested when people lied about anything when he already knew the answer. He'd have to deal with it alot by being a SEAL, but from his best friend never.
" I was very mad at you at that time." She satrted to frown. This was not going well now she thought.
"Because of the senoir prom." He remembered that like it was yesterday. He had been preparing to go with Amanda to it, when the day before she abrutly broke it up. She stated she was taking her boyfriend along. He was heartbroken because he actually asked her to go specifically to show how much he cared about her. That she had a boyfriend was shocking because he knew it wasn't true until she told him. He was forced to go by his parents and his friends to the prom. He went, but resigned that he was just going to say hello and leave. Fate intervened and he was way late to the prom, because of traffic. He showed up and found most his classmates plastered and high. Another reason that he didn't hangout with many of them. This when the incident happened. Alex knew that many were going to have sex this day. It was almost a right of passage fro the young men, one that he despised. Having sex with a inibrated girl was raped to his seniblities. Mayberry, the football team's star halfback and Alex's weightroom partner, called him over and offered him a glass of 'juice'. He refused and looked around. That's when Alex found out who Amanda went with.
"You had no right to what you did" she told him in a even tone. Alex knew she was thinking about that same night.
"but you were right, I would have regretted it, later." she said as finished the dressing the wound. "The follies of youth." as she chuckled a little bit.
Alex was insure what to do. Part of him wanted to apologize for that night. It was one of few times that Alex just reacted to a situation instead of thinking. 'Another reason you think before you act, AMac' he thought to himself. The other part wanted to leave, not wanting to face the ire of Amanda.
He finally relented. "I am sorry about what happened." he looked down cast.
"I forgave you long ago, Alex. You impressed alot of people that day. I was, too. Definatly put a lie to being a band wimp." as she looked at him. What she told him was true. At the time and for a time afterwards, she was furoius with him. As time passed, she realized how foolish she was. She knew why Mark asked her out, but when the best looking guy in school asked you out, you did not refuse.
Alex decided to change tactics. "Where are going for leave, Amanda.?"
"Hadn't thought that much about. What are we going to do for Valentine's?" she asked thankful for the change in conversation. alex was learning fast about relationships. She wasn't really surprised. Her friend ability to learn was always amazing. And while he was a Klutz, he was observant as hell.
Damn Her, he thought. That supposed to be a surprise as Alex tried to figure out a way to keep the surprise. He wasn't really into planning events as his job precluded short term schedules. However, he was planning the perfect Valentine's day for her. While she could read him like a open book, Alex always found the Amanda could surprise him. However, Alex had connections. While Amanda had been only on the
TDR for 4 months, he'd been on it for almost a year. He was also quite popular with the female members of the crew. He was also a SEAL, so other avenues of intelligence gathering was available.
"Valentine's day? When's that?" said Alex with a look of questionong. Almost instantly, he regretted the response.
She turned and loked at him throught her galsses, She crossed her arms and had the look as if she wanted him to burst in flames. He thought that was going to happen anyways but for a differnet reason.
"Not good enough, LT. Maybe i should give you an itinerary for tht day, and see if the Captian will make it an order for you." she shook her head and dropped her shoulders a little. "That wouldn't work. you figure out of a way to not follow the orders directly. I have talked to Jack about your exploits. It seems you always found a way to disobey orderes while not disobeying them." You think I don't know what you got planned, Makenzie. Your not supposed to surprise your girlfriend except with her permission. She smiled at this.
Alex smiled at this. "Just keep Vlaentine's day open for me, alright, Amanda?"
Damn him. He smiling. I am so in toruble. He actually believes he has me mystified. He's going to learn. "ALright, I shall." She grabbed some ibuprofen and gave it to Alex. "If that headache of your last for two days, you better be coming back. Now, get out of here." as she gave him as peck on the cheek. This caused him to become beet red. Gotcha, she thought.
Later that night, the Seal team was called to a breifing room. When ever body assembled, the Captain came in.
"I have some bad news for you. Special Forces Command is putting you guys back into the field. I tied to explain that you guys need a break after Bosnia, but that was very insitant. You guys are leaving to night for Spain, then hopping on a flight for Florida. You'll be thourghly breiffed there. Any questions?"
JJ Kowalski, one of the teams pointmen asked his question. "Where we going, sir?" While offically the Captain wouldn't know, everybody knew he did. It just how it worked.
"I can guess, JJ. Yesterday, an American scientist was kidnapped in Bogata. He was a biochemical research scientist for GEHERN, a multinational company that has contarcts with most of the free world. If I was a betting man, you guys will be very warm, very soon."
Kyle Runnersmith, a sniper, responed with a laugh. "It beats the Balkans right now. I'd rather deal with rainforst then snow covered mountains anytime." as he stretched
*God damn it. I should have known this was going to happen. While are you so creul, Lord.* thought Alex as they filed from the room. *The most danderous place on the planet, and were going in to it. No rest for the weary.*
Later that night
Alex exited an officer's quarters and turned only to see a blonde officer standing before him. It was Rebecca Teller, one of the ship's meterologists and Amanda's roommate.
"Didn't wake her up did you, AMac?" She was the one that picked up on the feelings the two had for each other and resolved to see them together. She liked the SEAL officer, and found that she envied at times her friend's boyfriend. In many ways, he was a knight in shining armor.
"She was so peacefull that I felt it was best not to disturb her."
"She'll be pissed that you didn't wake her up." Men. Sometimes you have to give them a swift kick to get them to do the right thing.
"Make sure she reads that letter, Rebecca. I am sorry but I have to go."
"Good Luck, AMac."
"I'll need it where I going." Alex walked down to the hanger and got his gear. It was time to leave. Time to go back into the breach.
The early morning air was filled with the sounds of a CODS engines starting up on the flight deck. Peterson walked over to Alex and reported. "LT. All present and accounted for. We also have all our gear on the plane.
"Let's get going, Warrent. We've got some Guerillas to kick in the ass."
All eight men boarded the plane it rapid sucession. The door closed and the plane went to the front catapults and was hooked up. The plane lurched as it was hurled into the air by the catapults. The plane dropped below the flight deck then rose slowly to the sky. It circled the aircraft carrier and headed east.
Three days later,
Homestead AFB, Florida
The same eight SEALs were in another breifing room. This time a Commodore (Rear Admiral, Lower Half) was there, but wasn't giving the breifing. A man from the CIA was doing it.
" We have been able to track the kidnappers to FARC controlled territory near the Peruvian border. Your orders are to find him and report his where abouts. You arew not to engage FARC forces."
JJ rose his hand. "What about the other hostages? What do we do if we find the others?"
"Report but do not engage. Under no circumstances, other then self presivation, do you engage."
" What if they are in trouble, sir" asked Alex. He didn't like sneak around the bush and despise justy watching injustice being done. Yeah, Im idealistic, but some time the strong must protect the weak.
"Only for the target, and no one else" said the CIA dweeb.
Peterson spoke up, "What's the doctor's good name?
The admiral spoke up at this time. "Doctor Robert Langley. He is married to Kyoko Soryu. He is a speclist in biogenetic engineering. That's all you need to know."
"Dismissed"
Evil aren't I.
