July 20th2011
"Staff Sergeant Monroe?" a man with a beard asked as I was led off the plane. "Who's asking" one of the men in front of me asked "The fuck do you think you are?" I snapped moving around the formation and stopping the man who had spoken up for me in his tracks. "Um we were told not to let anyone know about you until we were sure they were friendlies." He sputtered "Oh ho ho you wanna play that game? That you're trying to protect me?" I questioned angrily "No ma'am I didn't mean" I cut him off with a glare "Get out of here." I stated "And that's an order Private" I added seriously picking my bags up off the floor and following the man over to a truck where two other men were standing. "Ma'am" the man called "On the plane Private." I called back "NOW" I added loudly throwing my bags into the truck "My name is Rone, this is Tig and Tanto." The man with the beard introduced before pulling out a hand gun "Loaded and ready" he murmured handing it to me "Thanks but" I shrugged pulled out a smaller duffle bag and opening it to reveal ammunition and guns "I bring my own" I shrugged again sliding two handguns into the waistband of my pants. "I'll be honest" Rone sighed "We were not expecting a woman. Special ops?" he questioned as we climbed in to the truck "Correct, it's a pleasure to be talked of so highly" I grinned a silence setting over the vehicle as we headed out into the city.
"So where the fuck are we going" I asked softly arms crossed over my chest as I leaned back in my seat eyeing up the three men who had picked me up from the Libyan airport, each similar but so different from the next. "A place no one knows about." The short haired brunette without glasses sitting beside me, Tanto, I think replied. "Great. Another fucking need to know, covert, myth of a fucking mission." I snapped slamming my head back into the seat. "Woah, Spit Fire, you gotta calm down." He laughed receiving a glare in return "Look...Tanto right?" I stated arching an eyebrow at him "Yeah, and that's Rone, and Tig" he nodded repeating the earlier introduction "I was supposed to be on a plane home. I got shot twice" I stated pulling my shirt up to reveal two white patches, in should be lethal spots "Wanna know what they did?" I asked another arch of my eyebrow "What did they do" Tig finally asked after a brief silence "Sedated me, put my ass on that plane, I woke up 5 minutes out strapped down to a gurney." I paused rubbing my wrists which were still red "You wanna know why they did that?" I asked next "Why" Rone asked this time quickly, all three of them interested "Because I had just done two years in Afghanistan, only got to be home for 7 days before they shipped me back to Afghanistan, when I got shot I had been back for 363 days." I sighed "They knew I wasn't going to be happy." I shrugged rolling my eyes. "The powers that be know I'm a force to be reckoned with. Didn't want to risk me going MIA, especially on this mission." I sighed trying to stretch out my shoulder. "Wow. Spit Fire is right" Rone laughed as we pulled into the compound they were talking about. "Hey I'll uh, catch you later" Tanto smirked tugging on the end of my hair before he and Tig walked away. "Come on, get you situated." Rone grinned leading me through the compound and introducing me to the people I would be in a sense living with.