A little, blond-haired girl ran through the halls of Fort Briggs; She beamed up at the familiar faces of the military officers.

She paused to ask Major Miles, "Where is mommy?"

"She's, just, in that room, right there, but she's working, right now. Don't distract her, okay?" Major Miles spoke kindly.

Major Miles was the girl's favorite soldier, aside from her mother. She sometimes, secretly, liked him more; She smiled at him, gratefully, before entering her mom's office.

Her mom, Olivier, was arguing on the phone. It sounded very bad, and most definately, not like her Uncle Roy, because it was her 'work voice.'

She listened intently for a minute, only picking out the word, Drachma, before she got bored.

She started playing with a lone gun, that she had found.

Her mother got off the phone, and turned towards her.

She yelled, "Elizabeth, what are you doing in here?"

"Major Miles let me in." Was little Elizabeth's answer.

A sad smile appeared on her mother's face, before she turned away from her.

Elizabeth found it funny, that her mom never raised her voice at Major Miles. She wondered why her mom is always, so kind to Major Miles. That thought flew from her head, as fast as it came.

General Olivier Armstrong, immediately, went back to the matter at hand.(Not before getting the gun out of her daughter's hand.)