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A/N: Hello loyal, true, and awesome readers. I have decided that with everybody doing High School stories, I'll give it a go. But then I thought, 'wait… everybody is doing High School stories'. So I decided to do my own kind of High School story, but not really, but sort of… you'll get what I mean. Anyway, I hope you enjoy and if not, then I hope you enjoyed this ramble of Author notes. EO and OT pairing.

"How much further?" Alex asked as her head bobbed along to the radio.

"We're only like five minutes away from the base," Olivia told her. "Get your ID out."

"I told my mother I would call her from the hotel by five," Alex informed her as she pulled her driver's license out of her wallet. "And it is now 4:27. Give five minutes to get to the base, that's 4:32, another eleven minutes to find the base lodging, that's 4:43, given how it's a Friday and the last day of classes for a majority of college students, fourteen minutes to check in, another two minutes to get our room, another minute to get up to the room. We're looking at a 5:00 PM precise check in. Now, if we just maintain this speed-."

"Alex, you're going to be a sophomore in college this year, I'm going to be a senior. We're allowed to take road trips without checking in with our parents every two hours."

"Well it doesn't hurt to just let them know you're okay."

"I'm really beginning to wonder why I brought you with me," Olivia said as she took another turn which brought them to the main gate where two soldiers in uniforms were waiting to check their ID's. "You're starting to become really annoying."

"You brought me with you because if you hadn't, you would spend all day with Travis-,"

"Trevor,"

"Whoever, but you'd spend all day sleeping, then spend all night doing god knows what in the room, and you're be able to experience any of the customs or culture that Fort Jackson has to offer."

"That and you wanted a hot piece of military ass all to yourself," Olivia said with a smirk as she drove up to the gate and slowed her car to a stop as one of the guards approached her.

"Good evening, mam. May I please see ID from both you and your passenger?"

Olivia handed him both hers and Alex's ID. The guard looked at it for a moment before he looked in at them.

"Can you please inform me of your business here at Fort Gordon and how long you'll be staying?"

"Me and my friend are staying at the base lodging, I'm going to be staying there about a month, and I'm here to meet my boyfriend, Trevor Langan, son of Marine Corp Coronel Robert Langan."

The guard nodded and then stepped aside as Olivia drove through the gate, the smile on Olivia's face growing bigger with every inch they drove.

"I can't believe I'm finally going to see him again."

"How long has it been since you two actually met face to face?" Alex asked as she looked out the window.

"Three months. But he graduated and got his BA last May, and he's going to get his masters up at Sienna this year and we're moving in together. That's why we took your mothers van, actually. At the end of the month, he and all his stuff is riding back with us. I feel so bad for him though. He's had to go to three different colleges, gets credits transferred… I'm so glad he's finally just going to one school for the rest of the time."

"You really think you're ready to live with someone on a permanent basis? I mean you're only twenty, Olivia," Alex reminded her as she looked down at the floor of the car.

"Your point?" Olivia asked a little snippier then intended as she looked at the hand written directions on the dashboard.

"My point is that maybe you should think things through a little more before you jump into this."

Olivia sighed in contempt as she made a quick left turn. "Alex, you've known me for three years. When have I ever jumped into something I wasn't absolutely sure about?"

"Getting engaged to David McIvor."

"Doesn't count, that was before I met you."

Alex chuckled and shook her head. "Whatever. I'm just saying really think about it before you do this."

Olivia nodded as she pulled into the hotel parking lot, "alright. But I'm telling you, Alex, it's going to work out, and you want to know why I know it's going to work out?"

She pulled into a spot and looked over at her best friend for the past three years, a rare smile on the brunettes face, "because we love each other."

"I hate that stupid bitch," Marine Corp Sergeant Elliot Stabler grumbled as he all but slammed his tray of food down at the table.

"What's your problem?" Army Sergeant Odafin 'Fin' Tutuola asked as he took a bite of what the dining hall had dubbed fish.

"My Captain is making me take another PT test tomorrow morning," Elliot told him as he poured the dressing over his salad.

"I thought you took one yesterday?"

"I did! The idiot lost the results!"

Fin couldn't help but chuckle as he took another bite of his food. "Well look at it this way, at least you only have to pass by Marine standards. It's not like you actually have to pass being an actual difficult PT test like Soldiers have to."

"Please" Elliot said with a smirk as he looked up from his food at one of his closest friends on base. "A Marine will be able to kick the ass of any Soldier, any day, any time."

Fin shook his head and shoveled another fistful of food into her mouth. "Keep dreaming, jar head."

Elliot let out a laugh and picked up a fork full of salad before he let out a loud groan.

"What's wrong?" Fin asked as he looked down at the plate of food. "Find a piece of hair in the salad again?"

Elliot shook his head and jerked his head towards the door. "Nope, it's Langan and his boy toy Vuse. God I hate those snarky sons of bitches."

Fin looked around and also groaned as he saw the good looking, well dressed civilian enter the dining hall, laughing at something one of them had said. "They're both fucking pretty boy civilians; they shouldn't even be allowed to eat here."

"They're not supposed to," Elliot grumbled darkly. "But Langan's dad the head of JAG through, so his ass thinks he and his friends get free reign to do whatever the hell they wants."

"You're an MP, go arrest them."

"And have my ass chewed out by the almighty Cornel Langan? No thanks. I already have enough problems with that dick. I swear, I could bring in a private who blew a .20 into the breathalyzer after smashing his car head first into a building, and the idiot will say he was fine to drive home and I was being too overzealous, and get the entire arrest thrown out. What the hell is the point of having MP's if you're allowed to get away with whatever the hell you want because the head of JAG hates you?"

"And that is why I became Infantry and Air Bourne. I don't have to deal with asses like that."

Elliot shook his head in disbelief. "That idiot never even served outside the base. You and me, however, who have had two tours overseas each, get treated like crap because we choose to actually work for a living then be an officer or some paper pusher. It's bullshit."

Fin shrugged. "I don't know what to tell you, man. You just have to roll with the punches."

"And not only that," Elliot continued as if Fin hadn't of spoken. "But junior here is ever worse! He looks at us like we're the scum of the earth because of the same reasons! When he or his father probably wouldn't know one end of a gun from the other! I really hope that his face and my boot meet someday really soon."

"I believe I just heard a threat against me, and that is subject to prosecution as per UCMJ law," a pretentious voice beside them rang out.

Both Elliot and Fin looked over at Trevor and both groaned loudly as Trevor stood there, not a neatly gelled piece of hair out of place, his simple white T-Shirt and jeans fitting just right against his muscles, his gray green eyes dancing with excitement and a smirk on his lips as he looked down at the two of them, his friend standing beside him looking just as cocky.

"Don't you have to be in school or something?" Elliot snapped.

"Now, what on earth would my father think if I was to tell him, that a soldier and a marine, one of whom is an MP, had issued a threat of violence against me? I would think that a demotion would be sufficient."

"Or maybe even a dishonorable discharge," his friend suggested.

Elliot and Fin caught one another's eyes before they turned back to Trevor who crossed his arms, the smug grin growing larger. "Look, Langan," Elliot began, forcing himself to stay calm. "I'm sorry; I didn't mean to be an ass to you. Me and Tutuola were just bull shitting around, you know? That's how service men act around one another. We didn't mean anything by it."

"Sorry, Private Stabler, but rules are rules. And clearly threats against an innocent civilian can warrant a demotion."

Elliot glowered at him and Fin kicked him gently under the table, a silent warning for him not to lose it. "It's Sergeant, actually," Elliot growled.

"However," Trevor said as if Elliot hadn't of spoken. "Seeing as how I have a very important night tonight; I can't afford to spend it filling out paperwork and whatnot, so this one you got for free, Stabler. But don't expect another one."

With a final smirk, Trevor and his friend left to go stand in line, Elliot and Fin looking after them.

"God I hate those pricks," Elliot grumbled softly, "just once I'd like to kick the ever loving shit out of them."

"And I'd like Halle Berry bent over my kitchen table every night, but we can't always get what we want."

Elliot chuckled softly and sighed as he picked up another spoonful of food. "God I can't wait to get out of this base and away from them."

"God I hate those two," Trevor told his friend as he looked back at Elliot and Fin. "Just because he's an MP and my father is a DA, he hates on him nonstop."

"He's a hot head MP who thinks he's such a hot shot just because he knows how to point and shoot a gun. Just let it go, Trevor," his friend, Seth Vuse, told him as they inched nearer the food.

"Him and Tutuola are just so... idiotic when it comes to the law."

"You have to learn to ignore them, Trevor."

"Sorry, but getting told that someone wants your face to meet their boot is rather difficult to ignore."

Seth shrugged. "So report them to your father."

Trevor shook his head. "I'm not going to do that."

"Why not?"

"Because Stabler is a good Marine and Tutuola is a good Soldier, even if they are world class assholes."

Seth shook his head in disbelief. "Whatever. So what time are you meeting Olivia?"

A smile lit up Trevor's face as Olivia's name was mentioned. "Around eight. She actually is supposed to be getting in around now, but I figure I'd give her a few hours to get settled in."

"I get it. Give her a little rest time before you keep her up all night," Seth said with a chuckle. "I gotta tell you, man, I envy you so much. I mean your woman is one fine piece of tail."

Trevor whipped around and got a few inches away from him, a scowl on his usually handsome face. "Don't talk about her like that."

"It's true though," Seth said with smugness about him. "I mean you could have any woman on base, and you stick with some woman who lives up in New York who you met in high school. She's got to be packing some heat in the bedroom."

"Will you just knock it off?" Trevor snapped as they reached the food. "Olivia is special, alright? I really think that she's the one, you know? Whenever I see her, it's like nothing else matters but her, and I don't want to do anything else but just be with her for the rest of my life."

"Dude… that was probably the sweetest, most romantic, and completely and utterly gay thing you've ever said, come on, man! Grow a freaking pair and stop talking like you were in some lame ass rom com! You're the son of a Marine for Christ sakes, not some freaking starving poet!"

Trevor shook his head as he rolled his eyes at his friend's words. "Anyone ever tell you that you have a great way with words?"

"They tell me I got a great way with my tongue, but I don't think that's what you were talking about," Seth said with a smirk as he eyed a couple of soldiers walking past him. "God, I love a woman in a uniform."

Trevor sighed but remained silent as he and Seth got their food and sat down at a nearby table.

"Don't forget," Seth said as he cut the fish, "you and me, Navy VS Army football, next Saturday."

"And Olivia."

Seth groaned and all but slammed his head on the table. "Now she's infringing on your right to go watch a game on the weekends with your best bro. I'm telling you, man, this isn't right! Women think that just because they're more esthetically pleasing that-"

"She's bringing a hot rich blond female friend who's going to law school."

"The more the merrier!" Seth said as he perked back up. "Tell her she's more than welcome!"

Trevor chuckled and nodded, "will do."

Ugh, I could NOT find a good way to end this! Hope you liked it anyway and don't forget to press that purplish bluish button at the bottom there.