Date: Thu, 26 Mar 2009 04:57:32 -0700 (PDT)
From: Sheena Malone <sheenammalone@yahoo.com>
Subject: Secret Consequences

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.