Flying tonight - Prelude
Atlantic Ocean
She sawed across the night sky without a care in the world – it felt good to be free of life's little rules and regulations for a short time. Especially when you are the first female Major in recon history!
All the weights and expectations were lost for a moment at least, until the comm light started to flash in her helmet display.
'D'arvit', she cursed. I expect it is that annoying donkey Foaly. Trust him to call me now when I am starting to enjoy myself.
Life seemed a little strained for Holly at late, and she frequently found herself feeling overwhelmed at work. Ever since she came back from the time steam with Artemis, something seemed to be bothering her – a fraction of her younger self awoke something that was dormant within her, and yet she could not quite put her finger on what.
'D'arvit! What is it Foaly?', she said tersely into her helmet mike.
'Well that's no way to greet an old friend now is it Major Short?' retorted Foaly. 'It might be something very important for all you know.' He sniggered.
'Go on then,' Holly said wearily.
'Well, I bumped into our good friend Mr Diggums today,' said Foaly with an amused tone in his voice.
'Oh yeah, got himself in trouble again has he,' said Holly distantly.
'Mulch said something about memories he has had for over ten years now, back when you and Artemis used his somewhat questionable services, when you travelled back in time,' said Foaly.
'Memories?' said Holly questioningly, and then a shiver went up spine. 'What kind of memories?' she said, feeling slightly spooked.
'Apparently, you kissed someone we know,' Said Foaly with a smirk.
Radio silence.
'A certain mud-boy – well more of a mud man now that he is older and all,' trotted out Foaly smoothly.
'Oh D'arvit! Foaly you better not have told the whole of recon before I get back, or you might just end up having a nasty accident with a plasma screen and your face.' snarled Holly impetuously.
'Now there's the Holly we all know and love. Only problem is you haven't seemed quite yourself since you have come back.' Said Foaly scratching his beard.
'I would have sworn that you were channelling the ghost of Julius Root himself, with an aggressive statement like that one.' Foaly laughed.
'Damn it Foaly, Im not in the mood,' said Holly dejectedly.
'Why don't we talk when you come in, always helps to talk to a friend you know.' said Foaly with unusual sincerity.
'Ok.' said Holly in a small voice. She wheeled the wings and set the new heading into the flight computer.
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Please note: there may be more like this if you request it. I have written a few more chapters outlining a new plot following TTP. Unless Mr Colfer wants it that is . . .