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THIS IS A BABE FIC.

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He felt a bullet graze his shoulder and started to zigzag making himself a more difficult target. He needed to keep his pace slightly slower than he liked. If all was going as planned, his team would be about a mile ahead setting up to take out the enemy. If all was going as it had been for the past two months, he was a dead man.

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Letters from Home

By Yo-Babe

Chapter 2

Steph's POV (The day after)

October 15, 2007

Dear Carlos,

I awoke this morning and you were gone. My mind went back to last night. The things you made me feel, I can not put to words. My spidey senses were on fire last night. I don't want to think about what that might mean. So much had happened between us, I just wish you were here so we could figure it out together.

Tank came by this morning. He told me you had left. I felt my face flame and he looked away with a slight smile when I told him you had stopped by to tell me. I'm sorry if he guessed our secret. I assume you'd want our night together to be a secret since you told Tank to tell me you'd left. I understand.

Don't worry, I remember you don't do relationships, but I know you do friendships and that's all I need. Knowing I have the love of my best friend will keep me going until you come home. I know deep down, this is one time my spidey senses are wrong. You will come home.

When I asked Tank if I could send you this letter, he told me there would be no way to get it to you. I decided I'd write to you anyway. Maybe, if all goes well, he'll be able to forward it to you at a later date. Please keep yourself safe, Carlos. I'd like my best friend to come home.

Know that you will always own my heart my dear Carlos.

Yours,

Babe

Stephanie sighed. She folded her letter and sealed it in an envelope. She knew deep down Ranger may never read it, and part of her was unsure if she ever wanted him to, but it was therapeutic for her to write it. Somehow, she knew she wouldn't be able to discuss what she was feeling with anyone right now, so this was her way to sound things out.

Tank was unable to give her any information about Ranger's mission, not that she expected him to. She'd asked him about sending Carlos a letter and was told that it was impossible, he was in the wind. Tank did tell her that Ranger instructed the team to assist her any way she needed. Steph smiled at that. It was just like Ranger to think of her safety when he was going off on a mission he may not return from. No. She couldn't think like that. He would return and all would be right with the world.

Deciding it was time to make some money; she got ready and headed to the bond office saying a little prayer that Carlos was alright.