Title: Welcome Home

Location: Fort Jackson, Columbia, South Carolina

Date: 4/11/2008

P O V: Jaz Khan

"No freaking way Khan!" No I do not accept it!"

"Well than you have a problem Dalton because it's a proven fact rap is a way better stimulate than Country music"

"No I will never accept that not without hard actual factual proof"

"You want proof dude ask our peers" I held out my hands towards our 250 comrades in our army boot camp who were either booing us or cheering us, the majority were cheering for me which made me grin, however Evan was not backing down.

I crossed my arms rolling my eyes enjoying playing with him "I Challenge you Khan right here right now"

What did this kid think he was challenging me to? Arching an eyebrow I motioned for him to keep going. "A battle right now, I believe you city folks call them rap battles well you do your little lyrical rhyming thing and I'll do my country thing, the one with the biggest cheers wins"

"You realize a rap battle involves two rappers right? There ain't nothing about street and country that goes together"

"Aw what you scared Khan?"

I pointed to myself looking around "Did he just ask me if I was scared? I ain't scared of nuthin' Son" I stepped to him face to face eyes burying into his. "We on in fact I am so confident in my ass whopping abilities, I'll even remain humble and let your ass go first so ride on up cowboy"

Evan didn't back down even though his face was getting redder he grinned trying to unnerve me, I stood frozen eyes firm glaring. Hair back in two braids my army tank top showing off my muscles and biceps, my baggy army pants balled up to show my calf's. I knew some of the guys were checking me out but I didn't let it take my focus off Evan who started with a diss.

"New York City ain't got nothing on my hometown U.S.A

I'm from where neighbors know your name, where honeysuckle grows at your bare feet

Catching fireflies to impress that little honey, is how us boys spent our childhood evenings

Hard work, Love, Kindness were just some lessons

My Small Hometown U.S.A taught me

Praising the lord wasn't just a Sunday thing"

There was a loud ruckus as rookies stomped their feet pumping their arms okay so I forgot we were down south there may be a slight chance Country was more popular out here. He didn't need a guitar either his voice carried a perfect rhythm, making it sound more of a country rap than a hillbilly song.

I closed my eyes feeling his flow as I got into my own beat he ended his second verse, he looked very cocky as he extended his hand to me like take the floor I just swept it for you. He thought I was scared oh that was cute. I jumped to him sending him stumbling back. Pushing my fingers against him like I had been scorched.

"Q.U.E.E.N.S

Spell it out drop the S yeah that's what I am QUEEN,

That's where I am from Queens, ain't no country in me you can tell by the way I spin around

Your Lyrics like an Empire Emperor crushing it's little village Reigning her terror

Buckle up country boy cause I'm about to take you for a ride a little tour of my city

NEW YORK CITY

Some people are born for the spotlight

City of neon lights will eat your ass up

If you don't have that killa vibe they call it the "IT" Factor I call it my hit factor

No one knows where I will spit no one will see me coming

No one knows how you get that factor they just don't understand you either have it or you'll get schooled by it

I'm gonna take it down now little boy and remind you of your ABC'S

Ain't No one got the flow to

Beat me

Check me out checking you out

Buh Bye Cowboy I got better things to do than school ya

Ya-hoo"

The whole base went crazy as I made the dropping the mic motion brushing off my shoulder his face was fire engine red now as the crowd jumped to us embracing me, lifting me up on their shoulders. Some were slapping me on my back or my butt screaming my name Queen Khan. I held my muscles out as he bowed his head while a few of the guys were shoving him laughing at him.

"Yo Evan ya gonna give up like that? I thought I taught ya better?"

We had only been at camp for two weeks so I didn't know Evan well. I had no idea he had a brother so when this dude stepped to him I figured he was just a senior officer. All I knew was this guy was taller than Evan 5'10 maybe around 135 pounds, pure muscles no facial hair his eyes were an amazing Cyan shade. A buzz cut typical Army style. He was dressed in army Cargo's but his jacket showed he had won many awards and titles. Everyone seemed impressed that this dude was here, honestly all I could think about was how hot he was.

I found myself on the ground now staring up at him as he threw his arm over Evan's Shoulders. Evan had yet to pick up his head. So I dug it in even more. "Maybe he's just smart enough to know that when it's over it's over"

Standing taller I approached this god who stood in front of me, "Yo Evan ya gonna introduce a sister?" He remained motionless, standing rigid like he was afraid of being scolded.

"Excuse my brother sometimes he forgets his country manners" His grin made my heart stop "I'm Sargent Adam Dalton Evan's older brother, I'm sorry what part of the country did Evan tell ya were from?"

"He didn't yet I'm Jasmine "Jaz" Khan

I extended my hand which he shock firmly damn even his handshake sent chills racing through me. Why? What was it about him that sent my heart racing, palms sweating, head spinning? I hadn't felt this way in so long I was starting to think it was impossible for me to feel anything except pain.

Adam brought my hand to his lips kissing my knuckles no guy had ever done that I couldn't stop staring at his gorgeous face.

"Good because I was about to think I needed to take a geography class again last time I checked Washington D.C was no where near the country"

"Jaz would you like to grab a cup of coffee?"

"Sure I would love to"

"Awesome Evan go for a jog you need to wash that shame away dude you stink"

Adam threw his arm across my shoulders as we walked to the canteen. "I think will make awesome friends Jaz anyone that can get my brother that shock up is already awesome in my eyes"

I couldn't help but think that I wanted to be more than just awesome in his eyes even then. "So tell me how did you become this awesome Khan?" "We're you always this powerful?"