This story was written one night while I was at work... I appreciate all feedback whether good or bad so hit me up at sheenammalone@yahoo.com
Spying is not new, it's been around for centuries. Military soldiers have been persecuted for spying. If you're caught, you're in big trouble and if you're not, oh well. But what if you're on the other side? You're the one that told about the spying going on? It's a whole other story. People in politics give you a pat on the back and give you this bullshit about a job well done. But for military, it's betrayal. No one trusts you and someone is out to get you because you betrayed them and your company. As with me, someone was out to kill me and I ran. But I went back and I got my revenge. I was a Corporal just out of Basic training when I was sent to Fort Bragg when all of this took place. My name is Shane Thompson, I'm 22 years old and this is my story.....
Army training is tough, but not for me. Females in the Army are looked down upon because they think we can't do our job, but not me. They looked up to me. Three years ago, I finished in the top three of my graduating class from boot camp.. After a two-week leave, I returned to receive my orders. I was to go to Fort Bragg to finish training. There, I was leader of my platoon for pt. I guess you could say I was well liked, I never caused any problems, and for the most part I got along with all my higher ranking officers. However, I did catch someone's eye; I'm 5'7 at 125 lbs. I have short shaggy brown hair with blonde highlights. And I'm pretty athletic, so it's no surprise to me.
One cool morning after completing the pt run, Pfc. Marshall approached me and stood before me at attention. I put him at ease and he reported. "Pfc Marshall reporting Corporal Thompson." I nodded and he continued. "Captain Harper wants to see you in her office ASAP." I assumed my position of attention just as he did the same. "Thank you. Dismissed." Pfc Marshall turned and walked away. I ran to the building where Captain Harper's office was and I walked to her office. I knocked on the door and I waited until I was acknowledged. "Enter." she said and I opened the door and after shutting the door behind me, I stood in front of her desk at attention and I saluted saying, "Corporal Thompson reporting as ordered ma'am."
"Take a seat Corporal." I took a seat in front of her desk as she stood up and walked around to the other side of her office. "Coffee?" I shook my head. "No, ma'am." She nodded and then proceeded to pour herself a cup of coffee. Now, Captain Harper was no ordinary officer. She was young, beautiful, and very intelligent. When I first arrived at the base, she welcomed me and told me where to find anything I needed. From what I've heard from other soldiers here, she's a single mother and she's in her late twenties. It's very rare that you find a Captain that young. To describe Captain Harper would be very hard, but I will. She's tall; I'd say around 5'8, very slender. If I were to guess, I'd say she worked out quiet a bit. She has shoulder length blonde hair, kept in a nice bun at the back of her head, and she had the prettiest baby-blue eyes I've ever seen. In simple words, she was absolutely gorgeous. She started talking to me and I stopped my thoughts for a moment. "Corporal, I was looking over my files and I saw that you are up for promotion." I must have had a puzzled look on my face because she asked, "Is something wrong?"
"Ma'am, it's just that I just returned from boot camp and as soon as I graduated, I was promoted to Corporal." She nodded as she took a sip of her coffee. "But, your performances during boot camp were noted and we feel that you deserve a promotion." I smiled but quickly forced it away. "With all due respect ma'am, but the ones who graduated in a higher percent than I did deserve it more than I do."
"So, you don't want the promotion?" I shook my head.. "It's not that. I would take the promotion, but I'm just making sure I'm not cheating anyone out of a higher rank, ma'am." she nodded. "You're not Corporal. You deserve it, so take it." I nodded. She gave a small smile as she nodded. "I'll give the papers to Maj. Davis and the next step is passing your pt test and a written exam."
"If you have no questions, you're dismissed." I stood and before I saluted I said, "Thank you, ma'am." she looked at me and smiled. I saluted her and when she saluted back, I dropped my hand and I walked out of her office.
Over the next few weeks, I studied for my written exam. When I was satisfied that I had studied enough, I concentrated on my pt test. One morning I got up and since I live on base, I always run off base. I said hello to the guard as I walked outside the gate and I began stretching. As I was doing my warm-ups, Captain Harper approached me. At first, I didn't realize it was her. She was wearing a pair of sweats and she had her hair in a ponytail. She actually smiled when she approached me and asked, "Care if I tag along?"
"No, ma'am." she nodded and began stretching. A few minutes later, we started jogging. "So, where are you from Corporal?"
"California."
"You're a long way from home." I glanced at her before answering. "I don't really have a home anymore." She looked over at me, wanting to ask, but she didn't. So I didn't tell her, maybe another day. "Can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Why me?" She glanced at me before looking back in front of her. "What do you mean?" I smiled a little. "Who chose me for promotion?" she was quiet. After a few minutes had passed, she finally answered, "I'm not sure. Maybe Maj. Davis? I don't know." We finally stopped after about two miles and we stretched a little more. "Are you always this quiet?" I asked when she never said anything more. She looked at me with a serious expression on her face. "Let me go ahead and let you in on something.. I'm not talkative because I never let another soldier get to know me. If I talk, I tell things that shouldn't be told or even asked by a soldier." After saying that, I stopped stretching and I looked at her. "I was being nice. I guess it's what I get, huh?" Before she could say anything more, I took off running back the way we came. She stood there for a few seconds before taking off and catching up to me. She stopped me and I just looked at her. "I'm sorry. It's just, the last time I let a soldier get close to me, they abandoned me when I really needed them. I didn't mean to sound rude or hateful." I just looked at her, I had nothing to say. "I have an inspection today." I said and I took off running again, only faster and harder, pushing myself to my limit and then farther.
Later that day as I was dressing for inspection, there was a knock on the door. I walked over and opened the door to find Captain Harper at my door. "Can I help you ma'am?" She stood dressed in her uniform, looking at me with stern eyes. "Just wanted to let you know that I will be doing your inspection today and I expect nothing but perfect." I kept a stern and straight face. "Yes ma'am." She turned to go as I shut the door. I had a feeling that this inspection was going to be an interesting one.
Out on the floor of the gym they had for us, I lined my platoon up and briefed them on what I expected from them. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Captain Harper approach me and my platoon. "Platoon! Attention!" I commanded. When they stood as statues, I done an about face and I stood at attention until she approached me. When she did, I saluted and said, "Ma'am platoon is sized and ready for inspection, ma'am!" she saluted me back and we dropped our salutes. "Put them at open ranks."
"Yes, ma'am." I done another about face, turned and walked to their right side and I did yet another about face. "Platoon, open ranks, march!" I commanded. In one motion, they done open ranks, in my opinion, they were perfect. Captain Harper wrote on her clipboard before giving me the go ahead. I gave them the command to drop their arms and their heads snapped forward in one fluid motion. I stood to the side as Captain Harper walked down each row, checking for any imperfections. Finally, when she was done with them, she walked over to me. I stood at attention while she looked over my uniform, my shoes, and while asking me questions. There was something about her that made a chill run down my spine. I couldn't tell what it was, but I would eventually. "Corporal, dismiss your platoon and I want you in my office in twenty minutes." I saluted saying, "Yes ma'am." she saluted back and as we dropped salutes, she walked off. I dismissed the platoon and fifteen minutes later, I walked to Captain Harper's office.
I knocked on the door and waited for her to call me in. "Enter." she called and I walked in. Before I could salute, she said, "Take a seat." I didn't argue as I sat down. "The inspection was outstanding." I smiled but quickly forced it away. "Thank you, ma'am." she nodded. She took a deep breath and let out a heavy sigh before getting up. "Ma'am is something wrong?" she looked at me. "Yes, Corporal, there is. I want to apologize for my behavior earlier." I shook my head and stood before she could finish. "It's okay. I overreact, too." she shook her head. "I don't do this very often, but I was wondering if we could have lunch one afternoon?" I looked at her with a confused look. "I want you to be the first soldier to get to know me on a personal basis along with a professional one." she explained. "Why me?" I asked and she smiled. "You're different. Any other soldier would've said I was asking them out, which I'm not. I actually want someone to be a friend to and someone that would do the same for me." I nodded. "Okay, when and where?" her smile got bigger. "Umm....when would be best for you?" I thought for a moment. "Weekends. And how about dinner? I usually rush through lunch." she nodded. "How about this Friday? My son won't be coming in until Saturday night sometime."
"Okay. Where?" she thought for a moment. "My place, I can cook." My eyes grew wider. Okay, either it was my imagination or my Captain just invited me to her house for dinner on a weekend. Was I nuts? Yeah, but I lived on the edge. Pushing the limits to see what I could get away with. "Okay, what time and I need directions."
"Six o'clock. Three blocks from the base, second white house from the street corner."
"Okay, I'll see you then." she nodded and as I went to salute her, she stopped me. "And this weekend, no salutes. Makes me feel weird when I'm at home." I nodded. "Dismissed." I smiled as I walked out the door.
As I walked back to my room I kept thinking about Friday. Friday was three days away, how was I going to keep myself busy until then? Inspection was over for the week and I only had two more pt sessions this week. Hell, I'll find someway..
During the next three days, it seemed like I passed Captain Harper every five minutes. There's just something about her that makes my insides jump, but I don't know what it is. Friday morning after running for a while to relieve some of my tension, I went back to my room and took a nice, long, hot shower. A few minutes after I got out of the shower, the girl that I was sharing the apartment with walked in with a guy latched onto her side. "Shane, this is Tim. Tim, this is my roommate Shane." I nodded and he done the same. "How long will you be gone?" she asked me and I shrugged my shoulders. "When can I come back?" she smiled. "Sometime late tonight." I nodded and I walked back to my room and shut the door behind me. My roommate, Alicia, had a sex drive like no other. Every other day she was bringing in a new guy. I don't say anything as long as she's quiet when I'm home. I pulled a pair of my favorite jeans out of the closet and an army t-shirt and I laid them on my bed and I smiled. So far, things were going great. I'm getting promoted and now I'm having dinner with my commanding officer. And being in the 44th MP BDE, I'm pretty lucky. I haven't been shipped overseas and it looks like I won't anytime soon. But little did I know that it would get much better and much worse.
On my way out, I debated on which vehicle I would drive. My truck or my crotch rocket. I went for the crotch rocket. I put my helmet on and I jumped on and soon I was on my way to Captain Harper's house.
As soon as I parked and got off, I felt very nervous for some odd reason. I shrugged it off as I walked up to the door and I knocked. A few seconds passed before she opened the door. When I described her the first day as gorgeous, it was an understatement. She was dressed in a pair of short shorts and a loose fitting t-shirt. She smiled as she welcomed me into her home. "Wow." I said. "You have a beautiful home."
"Thank you." her smile grew bigger. "Have a seat. Would you like something to drink?" I nodded. "Coke okay?" she asked and I nodded again. I set my helmet next to the coffee table as I sat down. She came back a few seconds later carrying two glasses. She handed one to me before taking a seat in an armchair next to the couch. I heard a dog barking outside and Capt. Harper opened the back door and a black lab came running into the living room where I was. "That's Boomer. He wants to say hi. Every time I have company over, I have to let him in to greet the company." I scratched him behind his ears and he started wagging his tail. Finally, he ran back outside. "While dinner is still cooking, tell me about yourself." I smiled. "You have my file ma'am." she held up her hand in a protest. "Please, its' Kimberly." I nodded. So, I started once again. "Well, Kimberly." I feel weird saying her first name. "You have my file, so you pretty much know all about me." she nodded and smiled. "Why don't you tell me about yourself?" I asked. She hesitated for a moment, taking a long drink from her glass. "Well, what do you want to know?" I thought for a moment. "Tell me about your son." she nodded and set her glass on the table. "He's ten. He stays with his grandmother and I get him every other weekend. He's a very shy boy, which didn't come from me."
"I would've thought otherwise." I said and a smirk formed on her lips. Something weird just happened. When she done that, my heart skipped a beat. "When I joined the Army, he was only a couple of months old, so I had to sign him over to my mother. It was hard at first, but it became a normal thing for us." I nodded and took a drink. "No husband or boyfriend?" I asked and she looked at me. I think I hit a sore spot. She sighed, long and heavy. "I had been seeing another soldier on base and we got too close. When I found out I was pregnant, he received his orders to go overseas. I told him about the baby and he said that what we had done was a spur of the moment thing and that we shouldn't see each other again. I agreed. He would've been a terrible father anyway. So, we never spoke again. Ever since then, I've never gotten close with another soldier." I looked at her, not knowing what to say. She cleared her throat and she smiled.
"But that's in the past. I'm glad I have my son. So, what about you?" I returned the smile as I sat back. "I was born in Malibu, California and when I was sixteen, I ran away. My parents were awful, they abused my brother and I. He stayed, but I refused to. So, when the police found me and I told them what was going on, they didn't press charges on me. They put me in a foster program and I later found out that my parents were arrested. My brother, who was fifteen at the time, was adopted. I stayed in the foster program for two years. When I was eighteen I moved out on my own and later, I joined the Army."
"How old are you now?" I forced a smile on my face. "Eighteen." she was speechless, I could tell. "Can I show you something?" I asked her and she nodded. I stood up and walked over to her. "Where's your bathroom?" she stood up and we walked down the hall. Once inside the bathroom, as I turned and looked at her, she flipped on the lights. "I've never shown anyone this." she nodded as I lifted my shirt up. I turned around and I heard her gasp. "Oh my god..." she trailed off as she reached over and I felt her hand run down my back. "The doctor said I was lucky that it didn't cause any permanent damage."
"What happened?" I let my shirt drop and I turned around to face her. "That's another story for another time." Before she could say anything, the beeper on the oven went off. We walked into the kitchen and I took a seat at the table while she prepared our plates. The first few minutes we ate, were in silence. She finally broke the silence by asking me a question. "So, are you seeing anyone?" I looked up at her and I smiled as I swallowed my food. "No, you?" she shook her head. "I was always the different one in school." she looked at me and I continued. "When all my friends were talking about their latest boyfriend, I was always talking about my softball scores or something else. I was always a tomboy. When high school came around, we went our separate ways and I was looked at as an outcast. It wasn't fun my freshman year, but I finally had enough. I was in so many fights in school; my teacher's actually gave up on me. I shocked them when I actually graduated and joined the army."
"I went to a military school, so I was expected to give my best. My parents were disappointed when I was pregnant, but satisfied that I joined the Army at such a young age, they proclaimed." I smiled. Should I ask her? Yeah, I think I will. "So, how old are you, if you don't mind me asking." she looked at me sternly. She tried to keep a straight face, but she couldn't hold it any longer as her face broke into a full-fledged smile. "I'm twenty-eight. I was eighteen when I had Michael." I nodded. Okay, off to a good start. At least she didn't smack me, I thought to myself. "What?" she asked and I looked up at her. "Hmm?"
"You're grinning from ear to ear." I didn't realize it, but I could feel my muscles in my jaw start to hurt I was grinning so much. "I guess I am. I was just thinking." she smiled. "About what?" I shook my head, but she persisted. "Come on. What is it?"
"It feels so nice to actually be able to relax with someone. Hell, my roommate won't even stay at home long enough to actually talk. She's always gone somewhere." her smile faded a little. "Thank you for actually having dinner with me tonight. It's been so long since I've actually had a normal conversation with someone." I nodded as I took another bite of my food.
About an hour later, we sat on the couch facing each other. "How long have you been riding motorcycles?" I smiled. "About three years now. Wanna go for a ride?" I asked. She shook her head no. "Why not?" I asked. "They're too dangerous." I shook my head as I stood up. I held my hand out to her and she looked up at me. "Come on, take a ride with me." she shook her head again. I was going to get her to ride, one way or the other. "No." she said. I looked at her as I sat beside her. "Please. I'll take you down the street and back. If you don't like it, we'll come back inside. If you like it, we'll ride down the road." she hesitated. "You only have one helmet." I grinned.. "No, I always carry two. Ya never know when you'll meet someone." I smiled and she smiled back. "Okay." she agreed. "But on one condition," Uh oh, I may be in trouble. "What's that?" she smiled even bigger.
"You'll have dinner with me again." Oh god, I think my heart just stopped. I smiled and nodded. "You got it. Now, get your shoes on and a jacket." she nodded and ran down the hall into a room. A few minutes later she came back out while putting her jacket on. "Let me lock up." I nodded as I grabbed my helmet and I walked outside. It was warm, but once we were on the road, it would cool down pretty quickly. A few seconds later, she joined me outside next to my bike.. I handed her a helmet and she smiled. "You okay?" I asked and she nodded. "Just a little nervous." she explained with a hand motion. I just smiled and got on my bike. I started it and then I looked at her. "Just hold onto to my waist." I explained and she nodded. She hopped on the back and she wrapped her arms tight around my waist. "Ready?" I asked and she nodded. I started slowly down the street, gaining speed as I went. We went around one block before heading back to her house. I stopped at her driveway and I turned around as far as I could and I looked at her. "Can we go down the road?" she asked and I nodded. We took off down the street headed somewhere. We rode for a few miles before I stopped on a bridge. We looked over the river and I cut the engine. We got off and walked over to the rail of the bridge, taking our helmets off. "Wow, it's beautiful." `So are you.' I thought. She turned around and looked at me. Oh shit, did I say that out loud? "What did you just say?" she walked closer to me. "Nothing." she had a smirk on her lips again. "Yes, you said something. What was it?"
"I swear, nothing." she kept looking at me and I smiled. She returned a smile before looking back over the bridge. God, I have to be more careful. We stood there for about ten minutes, in silence. "What time do you have to be back?" she asked. "My roommate threatened me if I came back early. So, not for a while anyways. Why?" she turned around and looked at me. She had a sparkle in her eye and I smiled, trying to figure her out. "Let's head back." I nodded as I put my helmet back on and I got on and started the bike. She put her helmet on and hopped on the back and soon, we were off again.
When we pulled into her driveway, I cut the engine and she hopped off, handing me her helmet. I placed them on the bike and we walked up to her porch and then inside. She sat down on the couch as I shut the door behind me. "What did you say when we were at the bridge?" I smiled and shook my head. She wasn't giving it up. "I was agreeing with you that it was beautiful." I said, but the look she was giving me told me that she didn't believe me. I walked over to the couch and I sat down next to her and we both smiled. "Can I ask you a personal question corporal?" Before she went any further, I spoke up. "It's Shane, not corporal." she smiled and nodded. "And yes, you can." Maybe that wasn't such a good idea, but who the hell cares? "Have you ever been with another female?" All of a sudden, my pulse and heart rate shot through the roof. I had a big lump in my throat and it wasn't going away. Umm....shit. How do I answer that? I haven't been with a woman, but was I willing to try it? Is that what she was asking me? Oh god. "Umm...no. I haven't been with another female." And oh god, I went ahead and opened my mouth farther. "Have you?" she looked at me and smiled. Then, she shook her head. Something was happening and I didn't know what the hell it was. There was an uncomfortable silence between us for several minutes. Then, she yawned and I took it as my chance to escape. I stood up and I looked down at her. "You're tired and you need your sleep." she started to protest, but she didn't. "Yeah. And I know you're tired." I smiled. I walked toward the door and she followed me. "I'll walk you out." I started to say something, but something stopped me. We walked out to my bike and we stood there, looking at each other. Finally, I found the courage to speak. "Thank you for a wonderful dinner. It was great." she nodded and smiled. "Thank you for coming." I nodded. Then, I got on my bike, but before I put my helmet on, I looked at her. "Next Friday is open house at Sam's bar and grille. Would you be interested in eating there with me?" she smiled and nodded. "Okay, what time?" I thought for a minute. "Is five too early?" she shook her head no. "I'll pick you up at five then." she nodded and smiled. "Be careful." I just nodded as I put my helmet on. "Goodnight." I said before driving away.
The next afternoon I woke up to a knocking on the door. I jumped out of bed and ran to the living room and opened the door. Kimberly was standing there smiling. "Did I wake you?" I returned the smile as I opened the door further. "I figured since it was my weekend off, I would sleep in." She walked over to the couch and leaned against it as I shut the door. "Sorry." I ran my hand through my hair as I said, "What's up?"
"My son Michael is coming home in an hour. I was wondering if you would like to come over and meet my mom and Michael." I thought for a moment before nodding. "Just let me get dressed. Make yourself at home." She smiled as I walked off to my room.
Thirty minutes later, we pulled up in her driveway and we walked inside. "So, why do you want me to meet your mom?" she shut the door and walked over and sat beside me on the couch. "Because I tell my mom everything and she wants to meet you." I nodded. I looked down at my feet and when I looked up, I looked into her eyes. She smiled and I returned the smile. She was about to say something when there was a knock on the door. Kimberly got up and opened the door and a young boy and an older woman walked in. "Mom," Kimberly said closing the door behind them. "This is Shane." I stood up and I smiled as I shook her hand. "I'm Kimberly's mom and this is Michael." I smiled shaking his hand, too. "Mom, I was wondering if you would stay. I'm grilling hamburgers for all of us. Shane and Michael can play football or something in the back yard. Please mom." Michael looked up at her and made a pout face. "Please grandma."
Kimberly's mom smiled and agreed. "Okay then. I'll go put the burgers on. Shane will you help me in the kitchen?" I nodded and we walked in the kitchen. "Your son looks just like you."
"Thank you." we shared a smile as we carried everything outside. "Does Michael ever see his dad?" I asked as she put some burgers on the grill. She shook her head. "No. After he left, he wrote one time after Michael was born. He asked if he could see the baby. I wrote him back and said that it would be in Michaels' best interest that he not come around. He didn't argue so we left it at that." I nodded. Michael and his grandma walked outside and sat down on the swing. Michael walked over to me and smiled. He held a football in his hands. "Wanna play?" I smiled and nodded. Kimberly walked over and sat down next to her mom as Michael and I walked out in the yard. Michael took off running and I ran after him. I caught up to him and I picked him up by the waist and I swung him around. He started laughing and he threw the ball down. I let him down and I ran after the ball. I grabbed the ball and I started jogging. He jumped on me and tackled me to the ground and we play wrestled for the ball. I looked up and Kimberly smiled at me and her mom was laughing at us. "Hey Michael, watch this." I said and he nodded. I got up and I started walking toward his mom. She shook her and laughed. "Shane, no." she pointed at me, still laughing. I walked over to the swing and I pulled her up and threw her over my shoulder and walked back over to Michael. She was kicking her feet and laughing harder now. I set her down and Michael threw her the ball. As she was laughing, she took off running. "Get her Michael." He laughed and took off after her. She dropped the ball and Michael picked it up and threw it to me. Kimberly ran after me and tackled me to the ground. I held onto the ball as she fought to get it from me.. I flipped us over to where she was on her back and she looked up at me. The smile that was on my face quickly went away when I saw the look in her eyes. I stood up and helped her to her feet. She smiled real big as she went to check on the burgers.
Two hours later after her mom left, Michael went to his room and we sat downstairs on the couch.. "Did you have fun today?" I asked. She nodded and took a big drink before replying. "Yeah. Did you?"
"Yes I did." She smiled real big. "What?"
"You're filthy." I looked down at my clothes and I smiled. "I guess I'll go so I can get cleaned up." She shook her head. "I have some extra clothes if you want to take a shower here." I thought for a moment. "Okay."
"Follow me." We walked upstairs to her room. She walked over to her dresser and pulled out a pair of shorts, a shirt, and a pair of boxers. Then, she walked into the bathroom and got a towel and a washrag out and laid them on the toilet. "Okay, there you go. You're all set."
"Thank you." we both smiled and I walked inside the bathroom as she was walking out. My hand brushed up against hers and we both stopped. She looked at me with a serious expression and I think my heart stopped.. "Sorry." I said and she leaned in closer. I closed the rest of the distance and when our lips were almost touching Michael walked into her bedroom. "Mom." He said. She jumped back and smiled. I dropped my head as she shut the bathroom door behind her.
Fifteen minutes later, I walked downstairs and I stopped at the bottom of the steps and I smiled. Kimberly and Michael were laying on the couch asleep. I walked to the door and I took one last look before I left.
Monday morning, I woke up with a smile on my face, like I have been for the past three days. As I got ready for pt, I started thinking about Kimberly. I know that you're not supposed to have certain thoughts about your commanding officer and the military despises homosexuals being in the military, but god, I couldn't help myself. Plus, I'm not gay, just...curious. But I was also curious about how Captain Harper felt. Now, I'm not one to make the first move at a relationship, because if I did with her, I'm afraid I'll be shot down. For now, I'm playing it by ear. As my platoon and I ran, I saw Captain Harper walking down the road near her office. As we continued singing our Jodies, she turned to look at us as we passed by. We smiled at each other before we passed her.
A little while later after we completed our run, I went back to the apartment to find a note on the door addressed to me. I pulled it off the door and I walked inside. I went to my room and I sat down on the bed before I read the letter. I opened it and I smiled. It was from Captain Harper and it read, "Shane, had a great time last night. Can't wait till Friday so that we can go out to eat. Plus, I need to talk to you. Nothing bad, I promise. Just something I've had on my mind for a few days. See you soon. Kimberly. P.s. promotion is Friday at noon." I laid the letter on the bed and as I lay back, I smiled. This was great.
That week really sucked. We didn't get to see much of each other and when we did, we were always rushed. When Friday morning rolled around, I was glad. That afternoon as I sat on the stage waiting for my name to be called, I thought some things over. You know, I couldn't care less if the military discharged me. That is, if they ever found out what I was thinking. It's just...I don't know. Soon, my name was called and as I stood there at attention, Captain Harper approached me. Oh, shit. I've got to stare straight ahead cause if I look at her, I'm liable to faint or something. I stood there while she and MSgt. Stevens pinned my stripes on me. I saluted Capt. Harper and I shook MSgt. Stevens hand and I smiled as I walked off the stage. An hour later after everything was over; Captain Harper approached me with Michael by her side. God, he looked so much like his mother. I smiled and they smiled back. "Sgt. Thompson, don't forget tonight." I nodded as Michael gave me a high-five. "I'm going to get him home. I'll see you at five." I nodded and smiled as they walked off. It was going to be an interesting night.
That night at five o'clock, I pulled into her driveway. I took my helmet off and I laid it on my bike before walking up on the porch. I knocked and a second later, she was at the door smiling. I returned the smile and she walked out, locking the door behind her. "I was hoping you would drive your motorcycle." she said and I smiled. "I take it you like them now." she nodded. "Only if you're driving." she said and we both smiled. We put the helmets on and we hopped on and soon, we were on the road.
Before walking in, we stood next to my bike for a while. "I got your letter." I said and she blushed as she smiled. "What did you need to talk about?" I smiled and she shook her head. "Not now."
"Why not?" she looked at me and reached out for me. I stood up and walked closer to her and we smiled. "It's not for public talking, more like a private talk." I grinned and she started laughing. She started to walk off when I grabbed her hand and pulled her back to me. "Before we go in, I need to tell you something."
"What?" I sighed. "This isn't a normal bar. It's a straight and gay bar, so don't freak out if women start hitting on you or ask you for a dance." she smiled real big before answering. "I'm with you tonight and I will only dance with you." I was speechless. She started walking towards the door, then she turned around and looked at me. "Are you coming or not?" I caught up with her and we walked inside. We walked over to an empty booth and a waiter walked over to us. "Can I get you a drink?"
"I'll have a white wine." she said and I smiled when the waiter turned to me. "Club soda." he nodded and walked off. He came back with our drinks and we ordered our food. After he walked off, I looked at her and I smiled. "Wanna dance?" she nodded and I smiled. We walked over to the dance floor as a slow song started. She smiled as she put her arms around my neck and I wrapped my arms around her waist and I pulled her closer to me as we danced. A few seconds into the song, she looked up at me. "This is nice." she said and I smiled. "What? The bar?" she shook her head and smiled back. I knew what she meant, I just wanted to hear her say it. "Dancing with you." I smiled as she laid her head on my shoulder. God, I never wanted this night to end. Unfortunately, the song ended a few minutes later and we walked back to our booth. She ordered another white wine, while I ordered the usual, club soda. "Can I ask you something?" she nodded as she took a sip of her drink. "Last Friday, you asked me a certain question. Why?" She swallowed her drink as she smiled. "We'll talk at my house." I nodded and finished my drink. After eating, we danced several more times before we left, three hours after we arrived.
We took the long way to her house, enjoying the peacefulness and the warm night. When we pulled into her driveway, we sat on the bike for a while. "Let's go inside." she said and I nodded as we walked up to the door and then inside. "So, what's on your mind?" I asked as I shut the door behind us. She looked at me. "You." I was taken aback by her comment. Needless to say, I wasn't expecting her to say that. "Umm..." that's all I could say. She smiled seeing that I was speechless. I had been dreaming about her, thinking about her, and even taking small glances at her when no one was looking, but yet what she just said, floored me. "Why me?" I asked as she walked closer to me. "There's just something about you that attracts me and I want to know what."
"I'm an open book." I gave an awkward smile. "Really?" she smiled and I looked at her for a moment. "Are you drunk?" I asked. She had ordered 5 white wines tonight, she had to be soused. "Just a little." she said as she made a hand motion. Oh great, I thought to myself. She walked closer to me until she was so close, I could hear her breathing. She slid one hand behind my neck and she pulled me down and she captured my mouth with hers. Oh god, what the hell was I doing? I started to kiss her back despite what my brain was screaming. Finally, I pushed myself away from her and she just stood there looking at me. "You're drunk." she looked at me dumbfounded. I walked towards the door and before I walked out, I turned to look at her. "I'm sorry. I can't do this." I walked out and I ran to my bike and I sped off down the street like a bat out of hell.
For two weeks I've been ignoring Capt. Harper. She's called I don't know how many times and every time I see her out, I make an excuse to go the other way. And when she's stopped by the apartment, I've always told Alicia to tell her I wasn't there or I was busy. Finally, Alicia knocked on my door one night as I was lying on my bed. "Come in." she opened the door and walked in, shutting the door behind her. "Capt. Harper just called. Why won't you talk to her?" I sighed as I sat up. "It's a long story." she walked over to the bed and sat down in front of me. "Well, it's Friday night and neither one us has to get up early in the morning. So, start talking."
"It's complicated."
"I don't care. Tell me." I nodded. "Capt. Harper and I have been going out to eat with each other, going places off base, etc. So, we went to this bar and we danced and ya know, had fun. Well, she had five white wines and I had a few club sodas. So after we ate and danced some more, we left. When we got to her house, something happened and she kissed me." she looked at me and smiled. "Did you kiss her back?" I looked at her and then I nodded. "I pushed her away after a minute, saying that I couldn't do that because she was drunk. And I've been ignoring her ever since." she laughed and I just looked at her. "So, you think that she kissed you because she was drunk. That she didn't know what she was doing?" I nodded and she laughed some more. "God Shane. Why do you have to be so naïve? Let me ask you this, what do you think of her?" I sat there and thought about what she just asked me. "I don't know. I'm just so confused." she scooted closer to me. "Do what you think is right." I shook my head. "I'll get kicked out of the military." she laughed again. "Everyone has something to hide, just those that hide it well get away with it. Do you think that my father would own me if I told him some of my secrets? No, he'd ban me from the base." I looked at her and she smiled. She leaned over and she kissed me on the lips, short and chaste. She looked at me and smiled before standing up. "If she doesn't want something more than a friendship, then she's crazy. Goodnight." she smiled before she walked out of my room and headed to hers. I sat there for the longest time thinking about what she had just said. She was right. I jumped out of bed and I threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and I ran outside and I jumped on my bike and I sped off to Capt. Harper's house.
I ran up to the door and I knocked twice and then I waited. After a few minutes, I started to chicken out. Before I could run back to my bike, the door opened and there she stood. The one I was so afraid of, but yet so in love with. "Sgt.. Thompson, can I help you?" God, I hated when she called me by my rank. "Kimberly, can we talk?" she studied me before nodding and opening the door wider. I walked in and she shut the door behind me. "Have a seat." she said and I sat down on the couch while she sat in the arm chair, on the opposite side of the couch. "About the other night..." she held up her hand, not letting me finish. "You're right, it was a mistake. I was drunk and I shouldn't have kissed you." I was speechless. Oh my god, this was a mistake. "I'm sorry." I said as I stood. "I shouldn't have come here." As I walked towards the door, she stopped me. "Why did you come here?" I turned around to see her standing behind me. "I came to talk, but I guess you don't want to. So, I'll go."
"Talk about what? The other night?" I nodded and she shook her head. "I ran Kimberly. I was so scared. I was confused and I didn't know what to think. I didn't even know what to do. All I knew was, was that my beautiful captain was kissing me and I didn't want you to regret anything, so I ran." she shook her head again. "No, you just didn't want to regret anything." I stood there, speechless. "I may have been drunk, but I knew exactly what I was doing. And by the way, I chose you for promotion. Make you feel any better?" I shook my head. "You just promoted me to get closer to me?" she shook her head. "I felt that you deserved it." There was an awkward silence between us now. Shit, what am I going to do? I closed the distance between us and I looked at her, but she wouldn't return my gaze. I tilted her chin to look up at me and she had tears rolling down her cheeks. I wiped them away and I smiled. "I'm sorry." I whispered. She didn't say anything, just continued to look at me. I dipped my head down and before she could protest, I kissed her. Gentle at first, then she opened her mouth to me and it became passionate. She put her hand on my face and rubbed her thumb softly against my cheek. Then she leaned down and captured my mouth with hers. I put my hand on the back of her neck and I deepened the kiss. She looked at me and smiled. She grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bedroom. She ran her hands down my sides and up under my shirt. I lifted my arms and she pulled my shirt over my head and I wrapped my arms around her and she kissed me. After we broke the kiss, I ran my hands through her hair and down her back and I grabbed the bottom of her shirt and I pulled it over her head and I tossed it on the floor. I pulled her in for another kiss. She broke the kiss and looked at me. "Do you want this?" I kissed her. "Yes. Do you?" I looked at her and she smiled. "Yes." I ran my hands down her sides and I looped my fingers in the belt loops of her pants and she smiled. I kissed her neck and she closed her eyes and moaned as I slowly unbuttoned and unzipped her pants and I pulled them down her legs and she stepped out of them and she tossed them aside. I stood there and I looked at her and she smiled as she reached out and grabbed my hands and pulled me to her. She kissed me passionately and slowly, savoring every moment. She looked at me and we both smiled as she put her hand on my cheek and I put my hand on top of hers. "You're so beautiful." She smiled as she pulled me to her and she wrapped her arms around my waist. I put my arms around her neck and we kissed passionately. I backed her to the bed until the back of her knees hit the edge. She sat down and pulled me down with her. Kimberly lay back and she pulled me to where I was lying on top of her and I kissed her passionately. I kissed her neck and I worked my way down her body. She stopped me and she sat up. I looked at her and she smiled. She reached behind me and when I saw what she was doing, I smiled. She unclasped my bra and she slowly removed it and I sat there and I watched her. She let my bra drop to the floor and she pulled me to her and she kissed me passionately. I lay her back and I began kissing down her body again. I ran my hands up her sides and I kissed between her breasts and I looked up at her. She had her eyes closed and she was breathing harder than she was before. I took one of her nipples into my mouth and I started sucking and swirling my tongue around her nipple while massaging the other breast. Kimberly moaned and after a while I switched and began sucking on her other breast. I stopped and she moaned at the loss of contact and I began kissing down her body again. When I got to the waistband of her panties, she stopped. She opened her eyes and she watched as I hooked my index fingers in her panties and pulled them down. She lifted her hips as I pulled them the rest of the way off and tossed them on the floor. I looked at her. "God, you're so beautiful." She smiled and I leaned down and kissed her. She pulled at my pants and I smiled. She ran her hands down my stomach to the waistband of my pants and she unbuttoned and unzipped my pants while kissing me. I stopped kissing her long enough to stand up, slide my pants down, and step out of them. She kissed me as she slid her hands inside my boxers and she pushed them down and I finished taking them off. She sat down on the bed and she lay back and she looked at me. She grabbed my hand and pulled me down to the bed and she pulled me on top of her. She closed her eyes and moaned at the skin-on-skin contact. She rolled me over to where she was on top of me and she started to grind her hips against mine. I moaned as I moved my hips along with hers. I wrapped my arms around her and I pulled her closer, trying to get as much contact as possible. She kissed my neck as I ran my hands through her hair. She stopped suddenly and I looked at her. I was about to say something when she stopped me. She moved down to the area between my thighs and I lost all coherent thought patterns as soon as her tongue touched my inner thigh. She pushed into me with her fingers; simultaneously administering to the bundle of swollen flesh that pulsed beneath her fingers. I fell into a trance of pleasure. "Oh God...oh...geez..." She could tell I wouldn't last long; she bent over and lightly bit my nipple. It was enough to send me over the edge. "Kimberly! Oh, Kimberly, I'm-I'm coming..." she continued to caress me as I convulsed around her. "Come on baby, let it all go..." After a few minutes the after shocks died down and she pulled herself up so she was looking at my face. "You look so beautiful when you come..." I leaned forward and captured her mouth with mine. I could taste myself; it was the most strangely exotic thing I'd ever experienced. "Kimberly...that was amazing. I have NEVER felt like that before..."
"Glad you approve..."
"God, I more than approve...that was..." I let my head flop back and just grinned. I sat up, placing a hand on her bare chest. "Kimberly...I don't know if I can make you feel as good as you made me feel. But I want to try. I want to see your face full of passion and pleasure, pleasure that I want to give you...I want to watch you come."
"Honey, I'm about to come just hearing your voice..." she chuckled. Then, seriously, she took my hand. "Just do what comes naturally, Shane. I have no doubt that anything you do will make me feel wonderful...just because it's you." I blushed, and then ran my hands over her, trying to memorize every curve. "You're beautiful, too. You're skin is so smooth, so soft.." My hands drifted to her breasts, where I twisted her nipples. She nearly jumped off the bed, her head thrown back. "God Shane, don't-don't stop!" I continued down to the bare skin between her legs. She could sense me hesitating. "Just whatever you're comfortable with, Shane." I nodded and slid a finger over her. As I dipped into her wetness, she groaned. "Shane..." Carefully I slid two, then three fingers inside her, establishing a slow rhythm. Kimberly could feel the sensations building up inside her...'I'm so close...so close' I took my other hand and rubbed her clit. "OH! God Shane!" Her hips bucked up, trying to find as much contact as possible. I sped up my hands and soon she was flying over the edge. "Shane, I'm coming!" Her words melted into an incoherent jumble. She was swept up into pure sensation, feeling colors and sounds and was convinced she'd lost consciousness, at least temporarily. When she opened her eyes, she felt me pulling up beside her. "Shane?"
"Hmmm?"
"That was marvelous baby."
"Really?" she pressed her mouth to mine and thrust her tongue inside once. Pulling back I allowed my arm to curl around the other woman.
I smiled as I lay next to her and held her in my arms. She wrapped her arms around me and she laid her head on my shoulder. I started lightly rubbing her back and soon she was fast asleep.
A few hours later, I was still awake. I looked over at Kimberly and she was still asleep. I got up slowly and I threw on my pants and my shirt and I walked outside. I reached in my back pocket and I pulled out my cigarettes. I sat out there for five minutes before I heard the door open behind me. Kimberly walked out and sat down beside me. "When did you start smoking?" I inhaled deep and then exhaled before answering. "I was sixteen. I stopped before I joined the army and when I went home on leave, I started again. Does it bother you?" she shook her head. "Why did you come outside?"
"Just thinking."
"Is something bothering you?" I didn't say anything, just kept smoking. "What's wrong?" I looked at her and I shook my head. "I just had sex with my captain, who happens to be a female. Do you know how much trouble I can get into?" she looked at me and frowned. "I'm sorry. I like you a lot Shane and I would love if this turned into something more, but I'll understand if you don't want it to." I flicked my cigarette out into the yard and I looked at her. "I want this to turn into a relationship and I don't give a damn about what anyone else thinks. It's just going to be hard because I have so many feelings for you." She smiled as she leaned over and gave me a small kiss on the lips. "Will you tell me about the scar on your back?" I nodded as I stood up. "Let's go in." We walked in and after she locked the door, we walked into her bedroom and we lay in each other's arms. "When I was ten, my dad came home drunk one night and I was up watching TV with my brother. My mom and dad started arguing, so my brother and I went to our rooms. A few hours later, I got thirsty so I went into the kitchen and dad was standing there with a knife at mom's throat. I started back to my room and my dad came after me. All I remember is my mom screaming and my brother running out of his room and I remember the pain I was in before passing out. They rushed me to the hospital and the doctor said if it had been over two more inches, I would've been paralyzed. My dad was sent to jail for attempted murder. He got out five years later on good behavior. A year later is when I ran away, because dad was still the same. He always beat my mom and my brother and I. So, they sent me to a foster home." Kimberly just lay there, not saying anything. Soon, she was fast asleep.
I slowly opened my eyes and I looked over at the nightstand for an alarm clock. I quickly realized I wasn't in my room. That's when I looked over and I smiled when I seen Kimberly. She was spooned up against me and she had her arm draped around my waist. As I started to lay my head back down on the pillow, I heard my cell phone. "Fuck." I said as I got up, wrapped a blanket around me, and walked to the living room to my coat hanging on the coat rack. I found my cell phone and I hit the talk button. "Hello?" I walked over to the couch and I sat down. "Where the hell are you?" It was Alicia and she sounded pissed. I fixed the sheet and I crossed my legs as I prepared to get bitched out. "My dad is coming to do inspections in less than two hours. Now where are you?" I sighed as I rubbed my eyes with my free hand. "It's five o'clock in the damn morning."
"I'm telling you. He's not playing around, he will be here in less than two hours."
"Okay. Give me an hour to take a shower and get dressed. I'll be there in a little over an hour." Alicia agreed and we hung up the phone. I walked into the bedroom and picked up my clothes and then walked into the bathroom to take a quick shower.
Fifteen minutes later, I walked out and I walked over to the bed and sat down next to Kimberly. After I put my shoes on, I wrote her a note and I laid it on the pillow next to her where she could find it. I kissed her on the forehead before I grabbed my stuff and I locked the door behind me as I left.
At seven-thirty Maj. Davis walked through our apartment checking everything. Once he gave us the clear and left, Alicia walked into my room and shut the door. "Where the hell have you been all night?" I stopped what I was doing and I looked at her. "Why does it matter? You were too busy getting you a piece of ass to even care what the fuck I was doing. I could've been dead and you wouldn't even know it." I grabbed my bag and I walked over to my dresser and I threw some of my clothes in it and I looked at Alicia one last time before I walked out of the apartment. I went back to Kimberly's and I knocked on the door. A few minutes later, Kimberly opened the door and she let me in. "Sorry, I left. Maj.. Davis came in to do inspection." Kimberly just nodded as we walked back to her bedroom. We laid down on the bed and soon, we were both fast asleep.
The next morning when I woke up, Kimberly was gone. I got up and I threw on my pants, bra, and tank top before heading into the kitchen. I smiled when I saw Kimberly leaned up against the kitchen counter looking out the window. I walked up behind her and I wrapped my arms around her waist and she leaned back into me. "Good morning." She said. I kissed the back of her neck before saying, "Mornin'." She turned around and smiled.. "This is going to be really tough." I looked at her with a puzzled look. "Why is it going to be so tough?" she looked at me and smiled. "I'm going to have to keep myself in check when I'm around you." I smiled back. "Really. And why is that?" she turned us around and pushed me up against the counter. "Oh, I think you know why." All I could do was smile.
That weekend was great. We made love all weekend, never leaving the bedroom; only leaving to use the bathroom and to get something to eat.
Sunday morning I woke up around one o'clock that afternoon. I got out of bed slowly, not wanting to wake the beautiful woman next to me. I quietly got dressed before I walked downstairs and left.
Three months into our relationship we were doing great. But to every relationship, something will go wrong, no matter what.
I walked inside and shut the door behind me before I walked into the kitchen. Kimberly wasn't there so I walked into the den and Kimberly was sitting behind the desk, looking over some papers. "Hey gorgeous." Kimberly looked up and she smiled. I walked over to her and I sat down on the edge of the desk and Kimberly put down the papers. "What are you doing?"
"I'm looking over some promotion papers." I smiled and Kimberly smiled back. "I was supposed to do these two weeks ago, but I never did." I smiled and shook my head. "Can I ask you a question?" Kimberly nodded. "Sure."
"Do you care that I stay?" Kimberly stood up and wrapped her arms around me. "Are you kidding me? I love when you stay here; I just hate it when you have to leave." I kissed her and she smiled. "You know you can stay over here whenever you want." I smiled. "So, I can stay Wednesday?" Kimberly smiled real big. "I can see us both trying to explain that to Maj. Davis." I just smiled. "Yeah. He would probably run me until I puked and then more." She smiled again. "But as long as I get to be with you, it would be worth it." Kimberly smiled again before pulling me down for a deep kiss. "We should probably get to bed. It's going to be hard to get up in the morning."
"Why do you say that?"
"Wouldn't it be hard for you if there was a beautiful woman in your bed?" I smiled real big and kissed her again. "There is. You." Kimberly smiled and we walked upstairs, hand in hand. I slid off my pants and my shirt and I jumped in bed, waiting on her. Kimberly walked out of the bathroom and I smiled as she crawled in bed next to me. She turned to face me and as I draped my arm over her waist she kissed me. "This is nice." I said. She nodded as she closed her eyes.
At four o'clock, the alarm went off and I rolled over and hit the snooze button. I sat up and ran my hands through my hair and rubbed my eyes before I got up to go take a shower. Fifteen minutes later, I walked out and I smiled. Kimberly was still sleeping. She was sleeping so peacefully that I didn't want to wake her, but I had to. I walked over and I gently shook her. She slowly opened her eyes and smiled. "I didn't want to wake you, but you have to get ready." She smiled, kissed me and then got up to go take her shower. Fifteen minutes later, we walked outside. I gave her a quick kiss when we got to her car and she smiled. "I'll see you later. I have a pt test today." She nodded and gave me a quick kiss before I walked off to my bike and we left.
I was in the gym shooting some hoops when one of the guys from my platoon ran in. "Sgt. Thompson, Maj. Davis wants us to meet on the drill pad ASAP." I wondered what was going on as I threw the ball down and ran out to the drill pad. Our platoon formed up just as Maj. Davis walked towards us. "44th MP BDE your orders are in. You are being sent to Iraq in five days. You will be given a three day leave starting at 1400 hours today. I suggest that you go spend these three days wisely. Spend time with family, friends, whatever. You will report back to the drill pad at 0800 hours in three days. If you are not here by 0800 hours, we will assume you have gone AWOL. Dismissed." I looked at my watch and it was 1230. I had to go, but to where? As I was walking back to my apartment, Capt. Harper hollered at me. I turned around and just looked down at my feet. "I heard the orders.. Come on. Go get your stuff and we will go back to my house." I just nodded as we walked to get my stuff.
We were sitting on the couch, she was lying against my shoulder and I had my head back against the couch, my eyes closed. "Why me? Why us? Everything was going so good, but now this. This is fucked up."
"Everything will be okay, baby, I promise. You may not even be over there very long." I raised my head up and looked at her. "Six months to one year. That's the shortest time and you know that." She sat up and looked at me. "I know, I'm just hoping." I stood up and held my hand out to her. "Come on. I want to make these three days last. And I want to make them the best that we can." I pulled her up and I led her into the bedroom. She pulled me closer to her and kissed me deeply. I put my hands on her cheeks and we both smiled. I ran my hands up her shirt and she pulled it over her head and dropped it to the floor. She fingered the hem of my shirt then guided it over my head. I couldn't help but admire her lacy cream bra and perky breasts. Undoing the front clasp she let her breasts free and flung the bra to the ground. When our mouths opened a flood of warmth flowed through my limbs. We slipped off our shoes and let them land where ever. I pulled back the bed covers and then I slowly guided her onto the bed. Her chest heaved and her head hung back as I sucked on one nipple, teasing it with my tongue then went back to suckling. I trailed my tongue over to her other nipple, while massaging the breast I just left. Both nipples were rock hard in no time, which made me more aroused and motivated to continue my assault on this female body underneath me. Skin contact was important at the moment. Kimberly held me close as we kissed with fervor once again.. "You taste so good." She rolled us over and when we kissed again, our tongues joined more forcefully. Time was unimportant; pleasuring each other was foremost in our minds. My hands roamed slowly over her body feeling soft curves as we continued grinding our lips and tongues together. "Hmmm," Kimberly's sighs and moans became more audible indicating her heightening desire. I moved my hand down and unzipped her pants, inching them slowly down and off, trailing exploratory fingers over her thighs. With nimble fingers I stroked her legs apart and felt her sizzling hotness through her underwear. "Take them off." Obeying my whispered command Kimberly stripped herself bare and I watched and admired. Her petite body lay prone and ready for exploration. "Hmmm Kimberly. You look good enough to eat."
"Just kiss me and feel me Shane." As we continued our long and passionate kissing I walked my fingers down. Kimberly knew what I was going to do and spread her legs wide for easy access. She was so wet and slippery that my fingers glided inside easily, elicitating a primal groan that urged me onwards. "Oooh, that's wonderful. Do it slowly, yes like that. Ahhh." As Kimberly's head arched back I silently watched her flushed face with wonder. I moistened my lips with my tongue and I slipped three fingers inside down below with a thumb stroking her hardened clit. I kept up a steady rhythm as the woman I was pleasuring began to breathe more deeply, a low rumble coming from within her throat. I wanted to go back to kissing my gorgeous lover but I also didn't want to break the spell I was casting. As the moans became louder she became wetter and then there was a quiver on my fingers and a rush of juices that trickled down my fingers. Puffs of air escaped her open mouth as she rode out her massive orgasm. The intensity was hard to bear. She gritted her teeth as wave after wave hit her. The finger movements slowed in step with the pulses until all was calm. Minutes passed as the mad throbbing in her neck and chest died down. All the time I was watching and admiring her. "You're so beautiful Kimberly." My smile was the first thing Kimberly saw as she opened her eyes. This time it was Kimberly's turn to take control and she rolled me over onto my back and lay over me and on all fours peering into my beaming milk chocolate eyes. "I want to taste you Shane."
"Yes." I purred. I lifted my head to catch her lips and drew her down in a hot, wet embrace. After an age I broke the kiss and she whispered in my ear as she licked and sucked my earlobe. "I want to kiss you all over your body." She kissed her way to my other ear. "I want to feel your pleasure on my tongue and lips." It was my turn to begin heavy breathing. As Kimberly kissed down she felt radiant heat coming from my body. Lingering over my breasts she bit and tugged on each nipple in turn then licked her way down to the rim of my pants. With a long stroke of her tongue she left a wet trail along the skin just above the waistband. "Kimberly, take them off please, now!" I began gyrating my hips, the warmth from her body was searing. With a flick of her fingers the button was undone and her head was down again and she latched onto the zipper with her teeth, drawing it down slowly taking in the sweet scent as it was released. She looked up to see a very aroused woman and the heaving of my chest. The chemistry between us was unique. She kissed down my legs as she peeled off my pants then threw them on the floor. She linked her fingers inside the band of my boxers and also drew them down and off. Now both of us were completely naked. Pushing my legs apart she moved up kissing and licking my legs, taking her time, making her lover wait to get to my most sensitive areas. I felt the heat moving up my inner thighs and couldn't bear it any longer. "Kimberly, please." I could hardly talk. She pushed my legs apart more and with her fingers pulled my labia lips apart and blew on my very aroused clit. I made my first sounds. The groan was so deep that she thought it came from someone else. Her tongue lightly touched the sensitive pink of flesh and I writhed in ecstasy. "Suck me." Kimberly finally obeyed and began sucking and kissing my clit, tasting my juices.. With long measured strokes of her tongue she licked over my vaginal opening and hardened nub. Back and forth she went sensing my heightening desire. "Kimberly, here." She looked up and I handed her the penis shaped strap-on and I seen the blush rise in her cheeks. "Its okay lover, everyone is human." Kimberly was speechless for a moment. "But where did you find this?" I smiled real big. "I was putting some clothes in one of your dresser drawers and I seen it. But my question is, who did you use it on?"
"No one, I bought it the other day hoping to use it on you." God she was so adorable when she blushed. She stood up and put the strap-on on and god it made me so fucking wet to see her standing there in front of me like that. Slowly, she walked towards me and crawled on the bed between my legs. She breathed deep and looked at me. She slowly eased the strap-on inside my wet pussy and I gasped, my breath catching in my throat. She moves her hips in such an erotic way I'm amazed. She thrusts her hips slow at first, then increasing speed. I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her down for a kiss. She stopped and before I could protest, my hands were above my head held by one of her hands. The other roamed my body, exploring, and feeling. She thrust her hips again, only harder and faster this time. I moaned and she just smiled. I wrapped my legs around her waist, locked at my ankles. It gave her the access she needed. She thrust her hips harder and I gasped at the sudden intense feeling. She moved her hips fast with pressure and god, it was driving me insane. I dug my nails in her back as I felt my orgasm near. She was so natural with her movements. She was tender and rough at the same time and it was enough to send me over the edge. I pulled her down to me and kissed her with everything I had. My body was shaking so hard and I was sweating profusely. When my orgasm finally slowed and stopped, I looked at her with a smile on my face. She stood up and removed the strap-on and laid it on the dresser before crawling back in bed with me. I moved to where I was laying in her arms and as she played with my hair, I was soon fast asleep.
The next three days flew by. At 0800 hours, I was standing on the drill pad with the rest of my platoon. Capt. Harper and Maj. Davis stood before us. "Maj. Davis will be going with you. You will be going over to protect the 288th. Their convoy broke down and their ammo is limited. You will leave out at 1400 hours today. The convoy broke down next to the Iran border, this mission is very dangerous. I, along with the rest of the officers staying, wish you the best of luck and a safe trip home. Godspeed to all of you." She looked at me and then walked away. We were dismissed and I walked off to Capt. Harper's office. I knocked on the door and I walked in. She was sitting at her desk with her head down on the desk. I shut the door behind me and she looked up. The tear streaks down her face told me she had been crying for a while. "Everything's going to be okay. I promise." She looked at me and gave me a small smile. "Now you're using my line." I smiled and walked over to her. "I have to go get all my gear ready to ship out. If I don't see you before I leave..." she held up her hand and stopped me. "No goodbyes, please. I will be there when you get on the plane.. And I will be here when you get off that plane." I gave her a small kiss on the lips. "No matter what happens, will you remember something for me?" she nodded. "I love you." I said and I walked out.
Two days later, we stepped off the plane into the blazing hot sun of Iraq. "We will spend the night here. At 0600 hours we will head towards the convoy." Maj. Davis said. We settled into our tents and I went to make a phone call. I dialed the number and waited.
"Hello?"
"Hey baby. We made it here. Everything okay?"
"Yeah, I just miss you. When are you all heading to the convoy?"
"0600 hours. Baby, I got a bad feeling about all of this."
"What do you mean?" I shook my head. "Nothing baby." I heard someone screaming in the background. "What was that?" I heard muffled sounds and then Kimberly came back to the phone. "Boomer wanted to play with Michael, but Michael was being too rough so Boomer scratched him." I smiled. "He okay?"
"Mmmhmm."
"Well, I'm gonna go. If I get a chance I'll call you later."
"Okay. Hey Shane, I love you." I smiled real big. "I love you, too." I hung up the phone and I walked back to my tent with a big smile on my face.
At 0400 hours Maj. Davis woke everyone up. "Let's go! Get your shit together and get ready to head out!" What the hell was going on? "The 288th convoy is getting heavy fire. We will be there in one hour. Be prepared to go into heavy battle." Oh shit, there was that bad feeling again. I ignored it and loaded up into the hummer. Once everyone was ready, we headed off. I sat in the back of the hum-v and I looked around at my battle buddies. My rifle securely in my lap and my helmet strapped tight, I was ready. But I was scared to death; scared for myself and for them. A private sitting across from me smiled and said, "Sgt, we'll be okay." I gave him a small nod as I looked out the window. I could see the convoy off in the distance and that's when I realized, we'll be lucky to make it out alive.
Two miles away from the convoy and we could hear the gunfire. I checked my ammo and my rifle before we jumped out of the vehicles and took off running. I ducked down behind the main car and a guy looked at me. "I'm almost out of ammo." He screamed. I threw him a magazine and he loaded his rifle and nodded. We both jumped out and started firing back. "Where the fuck are they?" I screamed. "On the roof and beside the buildings. They must have an unlimited amount of ammo cause we've been firing back for the past hour." Just then, all the firing ceased. I looked over and everyone was looking around. But I noticed something, where was Maj. Davis? I shrugged it off when we heard the sound of a missile. The last car of the convoy exploded and we heard screams. The guy next to me ran to the back to check on everyone. I put my back against the vehicle and I closed my eyes. `Dear God, this is hell on earth. We will never make it out of this alive.' I said to myself. I opened my eyes and I looked down and I noticed something on the ground. I picked it up and I gasped. The gas line to the lead vehicle had been cut in two. What the fuck was going on? Someone wanted this convoy to break down. Someone wanted us to come out here cause they knew what would happen. Someone wanted us to die. "We gotta get out of here!!" I screamed. I ran to another girl in my platoon and showed her what I had found. She looked at me with fear in her eyes. We heard another missile and we ducked. Two vehicles down from us exploded and debris flew through the air. Everything went black.
Back in the states...
Kimberly was sitting at her desk when there was a knock on the door. The door opened and Col. Jones stuck his head in. "Capt. Harper, there's a phone call for you." She nodded and picked up the phone as he walked in. "Capt. Harper." She answered. After a few minutes, her eyes started to tear up and she hung up the phone. "Capt, what's wrong?" she wiped her eyes and she looked at Col. Jones. "The 288th convoy was attacked at 0400 hours, sir. Our platoon went in and only six survived." He was speechless. He got up and walked out as Kimberly started to cry.
Two weeks later, the bodies, or what was left of them, were sent home for proper burial. Capt. Harper, dressed in class A uniform, stood at Shane's grave and saluted as Taps were played. Shane's flag was folded and given to Capt. Harper since Shane had no family. As Kimberly watched everyone leave, she looked down at the headstone, tears falling from her eyes. "I kept my promise baby. I was there when you left and I was here when you came back." She wiped the tears from her eyes and turned around and left.
Kimberly got home and went to her bedroom and fell on the bed. She started crying harder. She grabbed the pillow that Shane slept on when she was there and she cuddled with it. "Why Shane? Why you? Why me? Why us?" she kept asking over and over again. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Kimberly ran downstairs and opened the door to find Alicia standing there. "Come in." Kimberly said. Alicia walked in and then stopped.. "Shane gave this to me before she left. She told me if anything happened to her, to give this to you because she would never have the chance to." Alicia gave her a small velvet box. They walked over to the couch and sat down as Kimberly slowly opened the box. She gasped when she opened it. The note inside read: `I didn't have the chance before I left to give this to you. I'm sorry it had to be given to you at this time of sorrow. Always remember I love you. Shane' She pulled the ring out of the box and slid it onto her left ring finger. She looked at Alicia and the tears streamed down her face. Alicia pulled her to her and hugged her tight.
One year later...
Shortly after Shane died, Kimberly resigned from the military and moved to Florida where she went to work as a Captain for the local police station. She moved everything from Shane's house to her new one and Boomer seemed to be happy where they were.
While Kimberly was sitting at her desk filling out paperwork, Sgt. Johnson walked in. "Ma'am, we have a transfer waiting to see you. Her name is Officer Alex Stanton and she transferred here from South Carolina. Would you like to see her now?" Capt. Harper nodded and Sgt. Johnson walked out. A few seconds later, Officer Stanton walked in. Capt. Harper looked up and she was speechless. `Oh, my god. She looks just like Shane. Except her hair is a little longer and lighter.' She thought to herself. "Ma'am?" Capt. Harper shook her head slightly and smiled. "Sorry, have a seat. I'm Capt. Kimberly Harper."
"I'm Alex Stanton." Capt. Harper nodded. "Why did you transfer here?"
"I moved down here from South Carolina shortly after I returned from Iraq. I served two years in the military and decided to join the police force." Capt. Harper nodded. "Well, I guess I will show you around and explain where to find everything. If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask." They stood up and walked out of her office.
That afternoon after everyone left, Kimberly sat in her office looking at some papers. She looked up and she smiled when she saw the picture of her, Shane and Michael. The picture was taken shortly before Shane left. She picked up the picture and she wiped the tears away that started falling. She just couldn't get over how much Officer Stanton looked like Shane. The more Kimberly sat there and thought about it, the more she started thinking. She finally decided she would get to know Officer Stanton a little better.
The next day at work, Kimberly told Officer Stanton to come to her office. "Ma'am, you wanted to see me?" Capt. Harper nodded. "Take a seat." Officer Stanton sat down in the chair in front of Capt. Harper's desk. Capt. Harper stood up and walked around and sat down on the desk in front of Officer Stanton. "I was looking over your files and I like to sit down and get to know all of my officer's. So, why don't you tell me a little about yourself." Officer Stanton looked at her and then nodded. "I was born in California, but when I was three my mom moved us to South Carolina and that was where I was raised. My dad died when I was two so my mom raised three kids. I joined the army when I was eighteen, I spent two years in. I served one tour of duty in Iraq and then when my papers came time to re-up, I didn't resign. What else do you want to know ma'am?"
"How old are you now?"
"Twenty." Capt. Harper nodded her head. "Ma'am, is there something you want to ask me?" Capt. Harper smiled. "Yes, there is. I was wondering if you would want to have dinner with me tonight." Officer Stanton looked at her and then smiled. "Yes, ma'am. When and where?" Capt. Harper wrote her address down on a piece of paper and handed it to her. "Six o'clock. Don't be late." Officer Stanton stood up and smiled. "I won't be." And she walked out of the office.
That night at six o'clock, there was a knock on the door. Kimberly ran to the door and she smiled when she seen Alex standing at the door. "Come in." Alex walked in as Kimberly shut the door behind her. "Dinner is on the table." They walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table and started eating. "Your husband won't get mad for you inviting me over?" Kimberly looked at her in mid bite. "My husband?" she asked and Alex pointed to her left ring finger. Kimberly just smiled. "My girlfriend gave me this."
"So, she won't get mad will she?" Kimberly laid her fork on her plate and looked at Alex. "My girlfriend and I got involved three months before she went to Iraq. Two days after she was there, she was killed. She had someone give this to me after she left." Alex looked at her with a sad expression. "I'm sorry to hear that." Kimberly picked up her fork and started eating again. "It's okay. She died one year ago, almost two." Alex didn't say anything, instead she kept eating. After they finished eating and washed all the dishes, they walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. "Is that your son?" Kimberly looked at the picture on the wall and nodded. "That's Michael, he's almost twelve. He loved Shane, my girlfriend. After she died, he just wasn't the same. He stays with his mamaw now, he never comes over to stay with me. He told me there were too many memories here."
"Is this where you all lived before?" Kimberly shook her head no. "We moved here from South Carolina. He said it was all the pictures and stuff that we brought from her house. Anyways, what about you? Married? Kids?" Alex shook her head. "I had someone once. I loved her with all my heart. She was the one that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, but I lost her because of my stupidity. I decided to sign my life away and she didn't want me to. I told her as soon as my two years were up, I would come home to her and never leave her again. But she didn't believe me, she always told me that I was lying and that I wouldn't come back if I went overseas. I was always the wild child, I never thought I would actually meet someone that I would ever want to settle down with, but she was the one." Kimberly looked at her. "Where is she now?" Alex just shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. I saw her one last time after I came home from basic training. After that, I don't know where she went." When Kimberly didn't say anything, Alex looked at her watch. "Thank you for inviting me over for dinner. I enjoyed it." Kimberly nodded as Alex stood to leave. "Wait, please don't leave yet." Alex stood there looking at her before she sat back down on the couch. Kimberly moved closer to her and looked her in the eyes. "I feel as if I know you. Your eyes are so beautiful." Alex looked away from her and looked down at the floor. "But I've never met you before. So, how do you know me?" Kimberly tilted her chin up to where Alex was looking at her. "Are you sure?" Alex didn't say anything. Instead, she kissed her. Kimberly pushed her down on the couch and climbed on top of her. Alex ran her hands up under Kimberly's shirt and up her back and pulled her down, closer to her. Kimberly stopped kissing her and looked at her. "Do this often with all of your officer's?" Kimberly just smiled and started kissing her again. Kimberly stood up and pulled Alex into her bedroom. Once in the bedroom, Alex sat down on the bed and pulled Kimberly over to her. Kimberly pulled her shirt off and when she went to take Alex's off, Alex stopped her. Kimberly looked at her when Alex stood up and laid her down on the bed. Alex lightly kissed her collar bone and she kissed a trail down her stomach. She slowly unbuttoned Kimberly's pants and pulled them off. Once she tossed them on the floor she looked back at Kimberly. "God, you are so beautiful." Alex said. Kimberly looked at her. Everything Alex had been saying and doing, was the same thing that Shane had said and done. The way Alex kissed is the exact same way Shane did. Either Alex was Shane or something just wasn't right. Alex slowly ran her hands down Kimberly's body. Alex pulled Kimberly up and reached behind her and unfastened her bra. She pulled it off and tossed it on the floor with her pants. "This isn't fair." Kimberly said and Alex smiled. "Why not?"
"I'm half-ass naked and you're not. How is that not messed up?" Alex shrugged. "I don't think it is." Kimberly pulled Alex down for a long kiss. Alex put her hands beside Kimberly's head and deepened the kiss. Alex broke the kiss before sitting back on her knees. Kimberly sat up on her elbows and looked at Alex. "What are you doing?"
"Looking."
"At what?"
"You. Your beautiful body and just you." Alex ran her hands down her body saying, "Toned biceps, toned abs, strong thighs, and god." Kimberly blushed. "Don't blush. You're just beautiful all over." Alex slid an index finger inside the trim of her panty line and smiled. She slowly and teasingly pulled them down and off, throwing them across the room somewhere. Alex laid down to where she was back on top of Kimberly. Alex ran her hand down Kimberly's stomach to the inside of her thighs where she stopped. She looked up at Kimberly and Kimberly closed her eyes. Alex slid one finger into her wet pussy, teasing her. She moved it in and out slowly. Kimberly ran her hands through Alex's hair and tugged on her hair. Alex slowly slid in another finger and sped her hand up. She moved her fingers around in circles and moving her fingers in and out faster. Kimberly's moans got louder until her body started shaking. Kimberly pulled Alex up to her and held onto her tight until her body stopped shaking. "Oh my god Alex." Her breathing started slowing down as her eyes started closing. Alex laid down beside her and Kimberly laid her head on Alex's shoulder and soon she was fast asleep. A few minutes later, Alex looked over at her and smiled. "I love you Kimberly." She whispered before she got up and left.
The next morning, Kimberly walked around the police station looking for Alex. When she finally found her, she stayed back and watched her. Alex was in one of the firing booths shooting off some rounds. When she cleared her clip, Alex took off her earmuffs and she turned around to find Kimberly standing in the doorway. Kimberly walked over to her and Alex smiled. "Why did you leave last night?" Kimberly asked. Alex just shrugged. "Cause I have a secret that I don't think you would understand." Kimberly looked at her with a puzzled expression on her face. "Like I said, you wouldn't understand." Alex said and she walked off. Kimberly walked back to her office and sat down at her desk. She pulled Alex's file out and looked over it. Then, she got on the computer and started running a background check on her. The more she read, the more pissed off she got. She finally got up and went to find Alex.
Alex was sitting in the break room on her laptop running a few checks on Maj. Davis. Maj. Davis retired the same year that the 288th convoy was attacked and there were so many fatalities. He was living right here in Florida, in the same goddamn county. As she was saving the information, Kimberly walked in. "Do you think you could come over tonight?" Alex nodded. "Sure, why not." Kimberly forced a smile on her face and then she walked out.
That afternoon, Alex went to the gym to work out. What she didn't know was, was that Kimberly was following her around every where she went. After a long workout, Alex headed to the locker room to change. Kimberly snuck in behind her and ducked behind one of the locker's and watched Alex. As Alex pulled her shirt off, Kimberly covered her mouth to cover the gasp. Alex had a tattoo on her back of a cross. But the shocking part was, is that Alex had a scar on her back just like Shane. The tattoo only covered half of the scar though. After Alex changed and left, Kimberly sat down on one of the benches and started crying.
That night Kimberly was sitting on the couch waiting for Alex. She kept running it through her head what she was going to say to Alex. How was she going to bring it out? Finally, there was a knock on the door and Kimberly thought her heart stopped beating. She walked over and opened the door and smiled. Alex walked in and Kimberly shut the door behind her. Alex walked over to the couch and sat down. "I'll be back." Kimberly said as she walked into the den. She came back a few seconds later carrying a file. She sat down in the arm chair on the opposite side of the couch. "What's that?" Alex asked. "Your file. After I talked to you this morning, I went back and started doing some research. Did you know that the only Alex Stanton I found on file in our database, or any database as a matter of fact, is an eight month old child who lives in fucking Houston, Texas. Care to explain that? Or the fact that I ran your fingerprints
and they match to one person and one person only!" she threw the file on the coffee table and crossed her arms across her chest. Alex picked up the file and opened it. "Shane Thompson." Alex read. "That's right! You're a fucking liar! You have been alive all this fucking time and you didn't even care to write or call me to let me know! Goddamn you!" Alex stood up and so did Kimberly.. "No, sit down! You're not leaving until you explain to me why you let me believe you were dead! My son won't even talk to me or come over here because your death fucked him over royally! Now why!"
"I did it to protect you." Kimberly swung her hand back and smacked her in the side of her face. Shane dropped her head and looked at the floor. "I can't believe you Shane. It killed me knowing that I may have to spend the rest of my life without the one I love because of this fucking war. You have no idea how that feels." Shane dropped her head. "Now get the hell out of my house!" Shane nodded and walked towards the door. She turned around and looked at Kimberly. "I swear I would never hurt you. I did it to protect you and Michael and because I love you. I'll be gone by tomorrow." She said and she walked out.
That night while Kimberly was sitting on the couch, she heard a noise come from the back door. She got up and turned the porch light on before she walked outside. Boomer was asleep and there was nothing in the yard or next to the fence. She shrugged her shoulders and walked back inside and back to the living room after she turned the back light off. As she sat back down on the couch, she heard a noise from upstairs. She sat quietly and listened and she heard it again. She walked into the den and she grabbed her gun and she checked it before walking upstairs. She slowly walked into the first room and checked it. After making sure the room was clear, she walked over to the nightstand and picked up the phone and called 911.
"911 emergency."
"This is Captain Kimberly Harper with the Tallahassee Police Department. I think someone has broken into my house. I need some patrol cars over here." Kimberly gave the dispatcher her address and then hung up the phone. As she walked out into the hallway, she heard the noise again coming from the back room. She walked to the back room and she slowly eased the door open. She walked into the room and when she tried to flip on the lights, nothing happened. `What the fuck?' She walked in slowly and stood in the middle of the room. She let her eyes focus before looking around. She heard the noise again from behind her. She turned around and someone grabbed her from behind. She dropped her gun and started fighting back. She struggled with the person for a while. The person threw her down on the ground and started kicking her in the ribs. Another person picked up her gun and struck her in the back of the head. When she was out cold, the one who threw her down on the ground picked her up and slung her over their shoulder and carried her outside to a waiting van. They threw her in the back and left. Five minutes later, three cop cars pulled into the driveway. They ran up to the door and an officer knocked on the door. When they got no response, they kicked the door and checked the house. "Clear!" they all yelled. Officer Michaels called out on his radio, "We have a kidnapping. We need all available back up units." He said the address and then listened.
The next morning Shane walked into the station and walked over to her desk and set the box on the desk. As she was cleaning off her desk another officer walked up to her. "Hey Alex, did you hear?"
"Hear what?"
"Capt. Harper was kidnapped last night." Alex dropped her stuff and ran off into her commander's office. "Sir, I heard about Capt. Harper. What's the deal on that?" Her commander looked at her. "Have a seat." Alex took a seat in front of his desk and he stood up. "About two hours ago, we received a phone call from the kidnappers telling us no matter how much money we offered they were going to kill Capt. Harper. We have officers out searching every building, abandoned or occupied." Shane looked at him. "Do you think they left state, sir?"
"I don't know. It's a possibility, but we're not sure where they would have gone." Shane thought for a moment. "I do." He looked at her before nodding his head. "Okay. We'll get all units here and get them ready for a briefing.." Shane stood up and walked towards the door. "I promise I will explain later, sir. We have to get to Capt. Harper before it's too late." He nodded as she walked out.
In the briefing room, everyone was seated and ready for what was about to become the bloodiest night in their lives. Shane stood before them with head to toe gear on. "Two years ago, Capt. Harper was one of my commanding officers in the 44th MP BDE. Yes, we were involved on a personal level. I was sent to Iraq and there Maj. John Davis helped attack the 288th convoy. Only six survived, seven if you count me. I stayed away for one year, pretending to be dead. I came back to protect Capt. Harper. He's going to kill her because of me. I found out that he made the convoy break down next to the Iran border, one of the deadliest places for military soldiers to be. Capt. Harper's old house is in South Carolina. I believe Maj. Davis will go there or one other place, an abandoned manufacturing warehouse. We can make it there in three hours, so let's go." Everyone jumped up and ran out to their squad cars. Once everyone was ready, they took off to South Carolina.
Kimberly was tied too a chair with a gag in her mouth. She slowly raised her head up and started looking around. She had dried blood around her nose and mouth and blood was still slowly flowing from an open wound on her forehead. The room she was in was dark with very little light. She tried to scream, but the gag in her mouth prevented her. All she could think about was Shane. Was she ever going to see her again after the other night? She could only hope and pray.
Three hours later, five cop cars pulled up to Kimberly's old house. Cops ran to the doors and windows and waited. "Unit three in place." An officer radioed. "Stay in place." Shane came back. Shane was crouched next to the warehouse doors waiting. "Unit two in place."
"I want SWAT teams ready to go in. If you have to, use force. I want these guys brought out alive." Shane said. "Roger that." The teams radioed. "From here out, no radio communication until you find her or if you don't." Shane gave the signal to move in. SWAT team one moved through the warehouse doors and four other officers, Shane included, followed. Shane gave the signal to stop and she turned around and looked at two of the officers. She pointed at them and then up the stairs. They nodded and started up the stairs. She pointed to the other officers and told her to follow her. The SWAT team split into two groups and each went an opposite direction. Shane and the other officers headed downstairs. When they reached the bottom, they flipped on their flash lights and slowly scoped out their surrounding area. She pointed to her left and the officers nodded and went to the left while Shane went to her right. Shane came to a door and listened.
She slowly opened the door and looked around. Nothing. She moved down the hall and came to another door. She opened it and still, nothing. As Shane was walking out of the room, she heard screams. She ran up the stairs and stopped in shock at what she was seeing. The SWAT team was being mowed down one by one by a machine gun. She looked up to see where the shots were coming from and there he was. "I have officers down! Need immediate backup to the manufacturing warehouse now!" she radioed. She aimed her rifle at Maj. Davis and started firing back. Every shot she fired missed. `Damnit.' She said to herself. Maj. Davis seen her and started shooting at her. She took off running towards the stairs when a stray bullet hit her in the back of the leg. She screamed in pain as she fell down the stairs. She quickly stood up and winced as pain shot through her leg. She ripped part of her shirt off and wrapped it tight around the wound on her leg. She limped to the end of the hallway and opened the last door. Kimberly was sitting in the middle of the room and Shane ran to her. She took the gag out of her mouth and kissed her quickly before going around behind her. Shane pulled her knife out and cut the ropes around her wrists. Kimberly jumped up and hugged Shane tight. "Oh my god, I thought I would never see you again.." Shane hugged her back and then let go. "We've got to get out of here. Half the SWAT team is dead and two of the other officers are dead. I called for backup, but we can't wait." Kimberly nodded and they ran out of the room to the bottom of the stairs. They crouched down at the bottom and listened. Gun shots were still being fired, both machine gun and pistol fire. "Backup's here. Let's go." They ran up the stairs and towards the other officer's. Shane pushed Kimberly to another officer. "Get her out of here!" she yelled. Kimberly looked at Shane and shook her head.
"No! I'm not leaving you in here."
"GO!" Shane screamed. The officer took Kimberly by the arm and they ran outside. Shane looked up and there were three other men besides Maj. Davis. `Shit' Shane thought to herself. She raised her gun and started firing back. The officer next to her took a bullet to the chest and an officer in front of her took one to the head. Blood splattered all over Shane and she stumbled back. She wiped the blood from her eyes and ducked behind some crates. She reloaded her gun and before she could jump out and start firing again, the shooting ceased. She looked over and only two officers were still alive. The three men walked down the stairs and the two officers jumped out and started shooting. Two brief seconds later, the three men lay at the bottom of the stairs, dead. "Go outside." Shane said to the two officers. They nodded and stood. As they were walking out, each one was shot and killed. Shane covered her mouth to keep from screaming. She closed her eyes tight and held her head in her hands. "Oh my god." She whispered. She opened her eyes and stood up and looked around. All SWAT team members and officers lay in pools of blood. She raised her gun and started to walk forward. A gun shot rang out through the building and she stumbled backwards as the bullet flew into her chest. Her gun slid across the floor as she fell to the ground. Tears streamed down her face as she held her hand to her chest. Maj. Davis walked down the stairs and over to where she was, pointing his gun at her. "Sgt. Thompson, what a nice surprise. I knew you were too stubborn to die."
"Fuck you." Shane said as she spit blood from her mouth. "That's no way to talk to your commanding officer, now is it? I knew once you figured out that I caused that convoy to break down and that I helped kill everyone around that convoy that you would come running back to the states and be a little snitch." Maj. Davis kneeled down next to her and stuck the barrel of the gun to her neck. Shane looked up at him and gritted her teeth. He stood up. "Stand up! You fucking worthless coward! Some soldier." Maj. Davis laughed as he turned around and walked away. Shane took all of her energy to stand up and yelled, "Some fucking commander you were!" Maj. Davis turned around and looked at her. "You led us to war knowing that no one would make it home. You sacrificed our lives for your gain. And for what, huh? You gained nothing but the right to be dishonorably discharged maybe worse." Maj. Davis walked over to her and stuck his gun in her face. "Shut the fuck up you fucking lesbian!" Shane stumbled backwards a bit. "Yeah, well your daughter wasn't much better." At that Maj. Davis gritted his teeth and smacked her in the side of her face with his pistol. Shane fell backwards onto her back and she propped herself up on her elbows and spit blood out of her mouth. He kicked her hard in her side and she fell all the way to the floor. She screamed through gritted teeth as he walked three feet from her. "Now, after I kill you I'm going after your girlfriend. Then, I will take what's mine and leave. No one will ever know I existed." Shane took every ounce of energy she had to say, "You bastard. You'll never get away with this." Maj. Davis laughed as he turned around and pointed his gun at her and smiled. "Say your prayers soldier." He pulled the hammer back on the gun and Shane looked at him. She laid her head back on the ground and closed her eyes. The next thing she heard was two gunshots ring out before she felt the searing pain in her side. She lifted her head for a brief moment to see Maj. Davis drop his gun and fall to his knees before falling to the floor face first. She dropped her head back to the floor as the room started to spin and grow darker. Kimberly ran over to Shane and knelt down beside of her. "I need an ambulance! Officer down!" she screamed. Shane looked up at Kimberly and gave a small smile. She put her hand to Kimberly's face and said, "I'm sorry." She dropped her hand and Kimberly watched her close her eyes. She checked for a pulse and when she couldn't find one, she started to cry. "I need a fucking ambulance now!" she screamed over and over again. Two EMS workers ran in with a gurney and loaded Shane up and into the ambulance. "She's flat lined! We need to get her to the hospital quick! Call the hospital, tell them we have a female officer, three gunshots." The EMS worker yelled as they ran to the ambulance. Kimberly followed them to the ambulance, but an EMS stopped her. "Ma'am, I'm sorry but you can't come with us. We're taking her to the local hospital." Kimberly ran to a squad car and told the officer to turn his blue lights on and follow the ambulance.
When they got to the hospital, Kimberly jumped out of the squad car and ran into the emergency entrance. "Can I help you ma'am?"
"They brought a gun shot victim in here, Shane Thompson." The woman at the desk typed on a computer. "Yes ma'am. They rushed her into emergency surgery. If you would have a seat in the waiting room, someone will come out here and brief you on her progress." Kimberly nodded and walked over to the waiting room and sat down.
Four hours later, the doctor walked out taking off his mask. "Are you part of Shane's family?" he asked. "Yes." The doctor nodded.. "We got her stabilized. She's in critical condition. She flat lined on us three times, but she is one hell of a fighter. We're going to be keeping a close on her for the next couple of days." Kimberly wiped the tears from her eyes. "Can I see her?" The doctor looked at her for a moment. "Yes, but briefly." Kimberly smiled real big. "Thank you." The doctor nodded and he told her the room number. Kimberly walked to the elevators and went up to the third floor and walked into her room. Kimberly started crying harder when she seen Shane lying there with tubes in her mouth and IV's and wires hooked to her. She walked over and pulled a chair up next to the bed. Kimberly sat down and she held Shane's hand and she kissed it. "God Shane, I'm so sorry. I never should've cussed you or hit you. I will never forgive myself if you don't make it baby. But I know you can, you're too stubborn to die." She whispered. A nurse walked into the room and stopped at the door. "Ma'am, I'm going to have to ask you to leave." Kimberly looked back at the nurse and she nodded as she stood up and left.
Two weeks had passed and Shane was recovering great. Kimberly got permission from the doctor to stay with Shane the whole two weeks. Kimberly walked in and Shane was sitting up and eating. "How you feeling?" Shane put down her fork and made a funny face. "This hospital food will kill someone." Kimberly laughed as she sat down next to Shane. "What did the doctor say?"
"I get to go home tomorrow. But I can't go back to work until three weeks from now. Doctor said I have to relax and stay off my feet. This is bullshit because I won't." Kimberly looked at her sternly. "You will do what the doctor says." Shane looked at her and smiled. She saluted her and laughed. "Yes, ma'am!" Kimberly laughed. "Baby, I'm going to go home tonight, is that okay?" Shane nodded as Kimberly walked over and kissed her, long and passionate. "See you in the morning baby." Shane nodded as Kimberly walked out of the room.
That night Shane was lying in the bed watching some very boring TV show. She started nodding off to sleep. She jerked awake and shook her head a little. She switched off the TV and laid on her right side and drifted off to sleep.
She was woke up when she heard the door to her room open and close. She sat up and looked around, nothing. "Damn Shane, relax." She laid back and closed her eyes. As she tried to go back to sleep, a hand latched onto her throat and her eyes flew open. Alicia was standing over her with a gun in her other hand. Shane grabbed her hand and tried to get her off but she was too weak. She stuck the gun to Shane's temple and cocked it. "You killed my father, now you're going to die." Shane tried to scream but couldn't. Alicia pulled the trigger and Shane shot up in bed, sweat pouring down her face. "Oh my god." Shane looked at the clock and it read four- thirty in the morning. Shane picked up the phone and dialed a number. "Hello?" Kimberly answered sleepily. "Baby, this isn't over."
Kimberly had left early that morning to get Shane from the hospital. Once Shane was in the car and her stuff was in the backseat, Kimberly got in and they drove off. The ride to Kimberly's house was silent. Kimberly took small glances at Shane and she couldn't help but feel sympathy and regret. Shane's beautiful face was bruised and cut and she had to fight to hold her tears back. When they pulled in the driveway, Kimberly hesitated before getting out. She finally opened the door and stepped out, going to the other side to help Shane. Once she got Shane inside and over to the couch, she went back for her things. She came back in and set her stuff next to the stairs and then looked at Shane sitting on the couch. She had almost lost her and it hurt her so bad to see Shane in pain. "The doctor said you would be sore for a while from the bullet wounds. Do you want to try and go upstairs?" Shane shook her head. "The couch is fine for now." Kimberly nodded and started walking to the kitchen. "We still need to talk about what happened." Kimberly stopped in the doorway and turned around and nodded as she walked over to the couch. She sat down gently and looked at her. Shane looked at Kimberly and then she began to talk. "When I found out my orders, I was scared. Scared of losing you and Michael. And when we finally got over there, I prayed so hard that I would come home to be with you and Michael. At 0400 hours the next morning Maj. Davis came screaming through waking us up and told us to get our stuff up that we were moving out. When we were loading up in the trucks, the gunfire started again. Then, we got there and god, it was hell on earth Kimberly. No horror movie or anything could compare to this. So we unloaded and ran behind the convoy and I ran up to the first car and when I ducked down, I seen something. I picked it up. It was part of the gas line, cut in two. Someone made that convoy break down knowing we would come to the rescue. I ran over to another soldier and told her, but that's when the first car was blown up. When debris started flying, I was knocked out and when I came to, I was in a hospital. Once I recovered I came back to the states, but I stayed at a distance. I was watching you and Michael. When I came back, I found out who was helping attack us, Maj. Davis. So I came after more proof." She looked at Kimberly, who had tears streaming down her face. "Guess I got more than I wanted." She gave a small laugh, and then turned serious. "I never wanted to hurt you, I swear. But I had to protect you and Michael and myself. Please, I hope you understand." Kimberly looked at her and wiped the tears away with the back of her hand. "I do understand, it just hurt so bad. I watched you get on that plane and then I watched your casket come off that plane. Michael wouldn't come around anymore and I was falling apart. But then when I found out who Alex was, I was pissed but so happy to have you home. Then, when all that shit happened, I was so scared that I wouldn't see you again. But now, I have you here with me and I can only hope that's where you will stay." Shane looked at her and nodded. "For as long as you'll have me."
"Forever." Shane leaned over and captured Kimberly's lips with her own. When Shane broke the kiss, she smiled. "Let's try upstairs. I don't wanna sleep on the couch for the next week." Kimberly laughed and they slowly went upstairs and went to bed. As Shane stared up at the ceiling, she couldn't help but smile.. She played with Kimberly's hair as she slept and she kept thinking how she wanted a family with her. Yes, they had each other and Michael, but she wanted another child. Maybe one day, she thought as she drifted off to sleep.