December 12 1990

Location:Washington, DC:1419 Oglethorpe St NW

Time:15:57

Mike drove in his Ford truck in his Marine Corp uniform coming back from an almost 4 and half months of war as a sniper in Kuwait and Iraq or as most people know as Desert Storm, Mike made his way home to his house where Eleven was staying but she was most likely at the Pentagon working as a Tech Analyst. But she didn't know Mike was coming home and in fact she thought he was coming home in 2 week. Mike unlocked the house to a breeze of air which smelled like Eleven's candles which she scattered along the house so it would smell better, Mike uncliped his holster and SIG P250 in it from his belt and his Taurus model 85 from his leg holster and put them on the table and took his duffle bag of clothes and other stuff that he gathered during the war and he threw it on the bed along with his hat and he got into his regular civilian clothes and pulled out some pizza from the fridge and sat on the couch and watched T.V but stopped after listening to more murder and other shit that he'd already dealt with in Desert Storm then after awhile Mike got tired and then he fell asleep.

Time:16:12

Mike woke up and wiped the sleep from his eyes before going back to the fridge and getting a beer and walking back outside and popping the lid and sipping his beer and checking the mailbox and receiving several bills and Magazines that Eleven subscribed to and took them into the house and he went through the bills sighing in frustration due to the cost of 1 person to use electricity and such but he still payed for them and went on with watching a old western movie as he messed with his dog tags. The door opened and Eleven walked straight to the kitchen and then several seconds later she slowly walked backwards still facing the kitchen and then tilted to Mike and her face lit up and Mike got up and moved to her but she ran to him and tackled him to the floor and passionately and excitedly kissed him on the lips several times before allowing herself to catch some air "How long have you been here!God i missed you!" Mike calculated those questions but the presence of Elevens warm body didn't help "I can tell you missed me too" she got really silent "Don't flatter yourself that's just my knee" and El nodded with devious smile perking from her lips.

Time:21:34

Mike and Eleven finally settled in bed and then Mike got a Phone call from Lucas

Lucas:Hey Mike i heard your back from your second tour?

Mike:Yep so whats up, Hows Max?

Lucas:Nothing much but i need some advice from another married man.

Mike twisted his wedding ring around on his finger as he walked around the living room.

Mike:So what is it?

Lucas:Max wants to have a kid but i still don't know about it.

Mike:Your holding back?That's not the lucas i know.

Lucas:I am not holding back and yes i know but im just not sure about it.

Mike:Well it's your choice to, ya' know?

Lucas:I know i know but...Ah shit, ok i'll call you tomorrow, Max needs me.

There was a click and Mike went to his bed and El was almost asleep but then she turned her head to him "It was Lucas again" "What did he want?" Mike shifted the covers to his preference

"Max wants to have a kid but Lucas is hesitant" El took more interest and turned her body to him "A kid? Damn i can't believe he even has to think about it. Hey i've got a question?" Mike nodded "Shoot" "Are you going back¨ Mike pondered that question and decided the best response ¨Ï honestly don't know¨ Eleven sighed at the response ¨Mike you know i don't like you going there for months at a time and coming back acting like your fine and not needing help¨ ¨Im not fine that's why i called my phycologist and im booking someone i can talk to ...¨ Mike grunted and turned away from her and she inched closer and draping herself over him as he fell silent in a deep sleep ¨Ï love you Michael¨.

Time:23:55

| Master Sergeant John Walker:

Master Gunnery Sergeant Michael Wheeler/Marine Sniper is a good man to have on the field and is exceptional with his squadmates and is loyal to his Commanding Officers and other high ranking officers. Michael uses his skills used in the MC and also uses his own thinking and common sense, He also can focus and think clearly in stressful and almost deadly situations. His Squadmates have put in several applications for Michael to be Squad Leader.

Master Sergeant John Walker,

I know this Walker, I put Micheal at the top of the list for the Marine Special Forces:Night Stalkers. He's gonna get the acceptance letter in the mail on the 13th of December. But remind him that he can still decline to the request, Due to recent events.

- Captain William Johnson