Finally getting around to writing this little fic! I'm actually really excited to see what comes about it. I'm not used to writing case study stories so I apologize if it's not the best. I like it though so I hope you do to!
Warnings: Death, Sex, Sexual Fantasy talk. More things will be added as I write the story. If you think of anything you want warned tell me and I'll add it!
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Thunder rumbled through the sky shaking the small house. A gasp fell from Alice's lips her eyes going wide at the sound. It took her mind a second to process the noise before she chuckled softly. It always amused her how she could be afraid of thunder even after two tours in Iraq.
With a shake of her head the young woman set the book she was reading down. Her back and neck popped as she stood up drawing a soft sigh of pleasure to fall from her lips. Making her way through her home she let herself take everything in.
Alice had only been back home for a few days and it felt wonderful to have her own space again. It wasn't that she didn't love her career or her team, but it was nice not to have to really think about everything that needed to be done in the battlefield.
She knew that she wasn't completely safe no matter where she was, but being in civilian life meant that she didn't have to look over her shoulder every second of every day. That didn't stop her from doing so, but she was able to laugh it off instead of feeling as if she just couldn't find the threat.
Shaking her head she pushed the thoughts from her mind. She only had two weeks of free time before she had to got back to the Navy and she was going to enjoy it while she could. Of course, by 'enjoy' she meant sitting at home reading romance novels, watching chick flicks, and doing her make-up and nails for the hell of it.
The Military didn't really leave much time for people to be individuals. That was one of the reasons that she loved being on leave. She wouldn't give up her career for a little girl time though. Mostly because she wasn't to ensure that there would be a safe future for others to have a safe girl time.
The kitchen filled with lightning as she took a mug from her cabinet. Her heart sped up almost instantly, but she pushed it away. At least she tried to. For the first time since she got home the hairs of the back of her neck stood up. It felt as if someone was watching her.
Turning away from her drink Alice found herself wishing that her gun was closer than her bedroom. Steeling her nerves she picked up a knife and began to creep through her house. It felt so wrong to be acting like she was in her own home.
Her eyes darted around the hallway as another bit of thunder echoed through the house. As the noise rumbled through the city she turned into the living room just in time for another flash of lightning to illuminate the room and the figure by the couch she had been lying on.
Narrowing her eyes she gripped the knife tighter ready for a fight. Slowly the figure turned around revealing itself to her. Gasping she felt the knife slip from her hands as the intruder raised his. With a dark smirk he fired his gun the bullet tearing through her throat.