It was mid-afternoon and I was just about to start returning from a routine fly so I was wearing my copter fatigues, headgear, a tight bun and my aviator sunglasses. Collin never liked my chosen career said it wasn't feminine enough now, I just wish I would have told him he was full of shit. So, After a year passed after the whole Collin fiasco and going to therapy I was able to return. I shouldn't of left in the first place. You wouldn't believe my shock though when I got a message from the higher ups stating that I was needed immediately back at base. I wasn't at all amused as I rather not deal with the pencil pushers but obviously I was going to obey them like I always did. I was just wondering how come I was needed so much.
One hour later…
I walked soundlessly through the corridor as mostly men in army fatigues passed me by conversing uselessly, they paid me no mind. Sadly or not so sadly I now had the reputation for being a cold hearted bitch, I just didn't care. "C.M.O. Ms. Lennox, I presume." A gentleman I had never seen before stood before me with salt and pepper hair, a dark obsidian tie and suit with a white shirt asked or should I say assumed. "Yes, sir you would be correct." I was polite when I needed to be, for all I knew he could actually be someone important, although I had strong doubts. " Well, I am Edward Cruz, the Executive secretary of defense and Secretary Keller. has been needing to speak with you on an important matter." He spoke as if in a rush, I seriously wanted to tell him to slow down, though I was still stuck on Sec. Def. Why would he call for me specifically and the word important didn't sit well. "He's here, where exactly and why is asking me specifically." I searched for something in his face, a give away, something that would tell me the mood of the occasion. I felt left in the dark, did it have to do with the Lennox's, I cringed, it better not. Even the thought of them left me with a sheer aggressive urge. " I can not tell you why he asked for you ma'am, as it is classified and above my jurisdiction." He paused as if thinking on what to say next. " I can however tell you, that he is beyond this next corridor and behind the first right door awaiting you." There is no words to describe how badly on edge that left me. As if he knew he then apologized and open the door for me, the apology however did little to my mood and I entered the private corridor without a word.
He was just beyond the door, I took several deep breaths and entered, here goes nothing. He was sitting there calm and collected with a case with I assumed classified or important documents which were way above my pay grade to even think about. "C.M.O. Ms. Lennox, may you take a seat, as what we are about to discuss is of extreme importance." He spoke with authority but that also contained a gentleness that was not loss in anyway. I sat, I wouldn't have stood there during the entirety of what I assumed would be a long meeting anyway. "The reason why you are here which I don't have to guess your wondering is because we require your extensive expertise and background." Expertise and background, what was he talking about, yes I'm a C.M.O. but there is many and being a helicopter pilot is not in anyway rare either."
I turned my head slightly to the right as if to question his words. My posture was obviously understood and he proceeded with his end of the discussion. "You graduated at the top of your class in mechanics and are one of the top C.M.O.s in the military am I correct." Dame my father, Commander Richard Campbell Lennox, yes he was all my older brothers wanted to be, while Will, Noah and Kevin took his route, I took my mother Rebekah Maxwell Lennox's also a retired C.M.O. and copter pilot. Now you're probably wondering where the whole mechanics thing came in. The extreme talent for taking machines apart and putting them together ironically did not go to any of my older brothers, though he tried. It went to me and me being a daddy's girl at the time enjoyed that him and I shared something that no one else had. So I took the class and look's like it came to bite me in the ass. That is another glimpse at my past, now he still did not answer the question of why he called me specifically but, I felt we were getting to the point. "Yes, both are true, though I still do not understand why you requested me." He paused and later spoke "What I am about to talk to you about is extremely classified and if you speak to anyone about this I would have no choice about to imprison you for treason, do you understand?" I paused and thought on his words and replied with the words that would change everything "Yes, sir."