"Hey Jack how was your date?" Luis Carlos, Jack's message dispatcher said with a chuckle. "How did you know about that?" Jack asked. "I eat at Applebees every night after work with my wife. I was sitting on the other side of the room. You are good brother. In one day you get a girlfriend and a steak. Though I doubt you were tasting the steak." He told Jack. "That was kinda gross." "Oh don't pretend like I'm just whistlin dixie, you know it." Jack only smiled. "You sure do have a more southern accent for a Mexican." Jack noticed. "Full blood Texan man." Luis answered. "I don't care where I was born, all I care about is where I was raised." He told Jack. "Really? I'm from Texas too." Jack stated. "Where from?" Luis asked with enthusiasm. "Wellton. It's a little town down in West Texas." Really!? I remember playin Wellton in the state championship!" "Did you graduate in '04?" Jack asked. "No '05 but I was a junior when we beat yall in the state championship." "Yeah we almost beat yall. If our stupid kicker would have made that dumb extra point we would have sent it into overtime. So you're a Lockhart Lion. What position were you?" "I was the starting wide reciever." "Oh my goodness, I defended you. Yeah I remember now. This is an amazing moment." "I remember you too, we were thrown out of the game for fighting in the last 3 minutes before yall stopped us from running the clock." "Yeah you hit me in the privates why we were on the ground and I took a swing at you." "Yeah those were some good times man. We won the state championship again that next year when I was a senior." "Yeah I heard about it from my grandparents. They said that the kid I got into a fight with last year caught a one handed touchdown pass in the final seconds to win." "You bet ya brother." He showed Jack his two rings. One read '04 and one '05. "I got to play reciever for Annapolis. We actually ended up my junior year playin for the Armed Forces Bowl." He told Jack. "Well that is pretty cool." "Dang it's a good thing today aint busy or I might have been fired. We've been talkin for 20 minutes." Luis said. He gave Jack his dispatches. "There aint much brother." "Thanks man see ya." Jack checked the wall clock. 6:30. "Man it's a good thing there aint much work today." He thought to himself.
As Henderson went over the procedures for operation Hell's Highway with the mercenaries he began to wonder. "Is this really right?" "Does this not make me just as bad as the world is?" "No." "I am making sacrafices to do whats right." He looked out into the horizon. "No, this is what's right."
Jack was tired after a long day of work. The morning was not that bad. But during lunch an incident happened in China. "On the day I got my mustang!" Jack thought. A U.S. senator was caught smuggling bibles to the chinese people. That did not go over to well with the Chinese goverment. So the afternoon was full of dispatches and chaos. Jack did only a small, but very detailed report on Senator Curry's background. The President was ticked. But after all of that crap it was finnaly six. Jack cleaned up his office and speed dialed Miller's number. "This is Ms. Nichols." "Is Miller there, Mary?" "Of course, just one moment." Jack waited for a few seconds. "Yes Jack?" Miller's voice boomed. "Well do you just expect me to know about the assembly or are you going to tell me what to do?" "Oh yes, sorry Jack. Be back here at eight and Mary will escort you to the back of the auditorium. Don't worry about eating supper before hand we're providing it. Oh, and dress nicely." "Will do sir." "See ya." "See ya." Jack hung up. He headed out and got into his brand new, red and black, Mustang GT 2011 model. He drove downtown to his apartment. Unfortunately when he came in the building, his landlord was there on the spot. "Mr. Tyson, you're credit card has been expired since January 2005. We can't run it through." "Oh yea I'm so sorry, how could I forget something like that? That was pretty stupid of me." "Yes, I know." The landlord answered. "But thankfully you have a bank account with quite a bit of money. So if you sign these papers we can get the money out of you're account so " "You know I'm really sorry to be rude like this but I'm kind of in a hurry for a...... buisness meeting. So when I get back I will sign them." Jack interupted. "Ok but I'm going to have to charge you $50." "Ok." Jack said rushing to his room. He could really care less about his stupid credit right now. He quickly took a shower and put on his slacks, shirt, and tie. He then combed his hair and checked his watch. 7:15. He scurried out of the building and climed into his car. "Ok Jack, let's not get a ticket." He told himself. He drove back to the F.B.I. building as fast as he could without speeding. He finally fought through the traffic and arrived in the parking lot. 7:52. "Right on time." He thought to came into the building and headed strait for the elevator. He pushed the seven button and waited. He was finnally going to be an official member of the F.B.I. When he came to the seventh floor, he headed to Mr. Miller's office. And there...... Mary waited for him.
"Okay Jack, are you ready?" Mary asked Jack as he came in. "As I'll ever be." She blushed. "Well here's your badge." She handed it to him. On the badge, when he unfolded it, was a medal emblem with the FBI insignia on it. On the bottom of the fold was an I.D. card that was embedded. It read. JACK TYSON. STATUS: ANALIST. DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 6TH 1982. SEX: MALE. EYE COLOR: GREEN. SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER: 7649820. "Okay when you are called up. You walk down the stage and Mr. Miller will state your name, date of birth, and status. And you will hold up your badge and smile as they take your picture. Then walk over to Mr. Miller and shake his hand. Then you go and sit with the other new agents at their table." Mary told him. "Okay." Mary then took him back to the elevator. She pressed 2. "Thank you for last night." She told him. "Your the one who drove me, so I should actually be thanking you." "No, for telling me about how you feel. And I feel the same way about you..... I love you." She told him. Jack's heart was beating like it was about to explode at that moment. "She actually loves me?" He thought. "I..." The door then opened. Gus was standing there, crosseyed as usual, waiting for the elevator. "Oh hello Mr. Tyson." He said. "Hello sir." "Are you heading for the assembly?" he asked. "Yes sir I am. I..." "Oh, well then don't let me be a bother." Gus interupted. "I was just heading back up to get my hearing aid." "Okay, well I'll see you later then." "Okay." Gus walked into the elevator and was gone. Mary then lead Jack to the back of the auditorium. No more was said about Mary and Jack's love.