disclaimer- I do not own any of the sea patrol characters but amy new ones are my own
0147hrs - mikes house
"Vrrrrrrrrrrrr" Mikes phone vibrated on his bed side table. His eyes flickered open, quickly glancing at the alarm clock, he sighed.
He picked up the dreaded work phone
"Mike Flynn" he whispered into phone
" Mike it's commander Marshal, I need you at NAVCOM immediately, with in the hour if possible"
The all to familiar sentence annoyed Mike, the one negative point to being the CO of a patrol boat he thought.
"Em, yes sir. Righto, what's going on?"
"Mike I can't talk now, I'll brief you when your here" with that the commander hung up.
Flynn buried his head in his pillow and moaned. He noticed for the millionth time how hard it was to put on a clean crisp uniform at 2 O'clock in the morning. He walked to his kitchen and made himself a black coffee, a proper navigators brew. No milk, lots of sugar.
He gulped the hot liquid in one. Grabbing his cap, wallet and keys he left quickly.
The drive to NAVCOM was mostly uneventful, he pulled into the dockyard and noticed the different navy ships: frigates, destroyers, survey ships, mineships as well as patrol boats. He noticed his pride and joy. The HMAS Hammersly. But he couldn't help but think how one day he'd like to command a bigger ship, the Melbourne or victory. One day he'd ask to be promoted.