3rd person P.O.V

Alder focus:

She managed to redo her hair into a more presentable plait for the General of the United States military and not an I just woke up 10 minutes ago and this is an emergency meeting plait. She and the biddies hurried to the infirmary where the two were being kept, whilst the fixers had been able to heal Adil, Khalida had not been healed yet and as stated in the file he has refused to leave her side unless he absolutely had to, she would not make him leave her just for an introduction, she wanted to foster trust between the two of them and help their people, pulling him away from his ill sister in a strange place was not the way to do it.

As she walked she couldn't help but think that their arrival came at one of the worst possible times, the Camarilla potentially returning, a spree agent having been discovered on base, a stalling interrogation of said spree agent and now potentially worsening relations between China and Russia; relations that would get worse when they found out that she granted asylum to all of the Tarim people on the base until all of them were healthy and able to find a new permanent home. She reached the infirmary in a relatively short space of time, as was soon on the ward where the Tarim pair were staying.

"Good Morning," Alder greeted the pair once she had entered the infirmary "I am General Alder, how are you?" she asked the boy, Adil.

"I am, Adil, and this is my sister Khalida" he introduced himself and the young girl lying unconscious on one of the beds, she couldn't be more than 12, maybe 13 at a push. The following conversation did not go as she had hoped. While she had been able to confirm and grant the pair the asylum that they had requested, Adil became very frustrated when she told him that at that point in time that she could not do anything to help the rest of his people without starting a war between Russia and China. He told her to leave the room. Her morning continued to get worse when Anacostia told her that they had made no progress in Ramshorn's interrogation. She would have to go and pay the Spree infiltrator another visit after the lunch service. She had already been to see their witch twice in the days after the wedding.

Tally focus:

After waking Sarah and then being interrupted by Petra and Izadora, and having to leave in the morning. She then had the rest of the day free with her unit. The unit who did not know that she had reported Scylla to the higher ups as Spree, the unit that contained Raellle who thought that Scylla was missing. Tally was so caught up in her thoughts that she hadn't realised she was already standing outside her suite. She knew that on the other side of the door would be a distraught Raelle and a fed up Abigail, while they did great work together in training Abigail and Raelle had not caught up yet on the personal relationship and building that sister bond between them. She herself felt closer to Raelle than Abigail, but keeping the Scylla secret made Tally feel like she was being pulled away from her sister without consent (and not having consent is not sexy at all).

She knew that Raelle would find out somehow that Scylla was Spree and that Tally reported her, she just hoped that they could recover from any ill feelings when the inevitable happened. She slowly opened the door, "Hey," Tally said once she had closed the door behind her. Raelle was sitting on the floor staring blankly at the window above Abigail's bed. "Rae, how are you doing?" she asked, leaning against the ladder up to her own bunk. "Do you need anything?" she asked quietly, ready to leave the room if she needed to.

"No, I just want to be alone right now." Ralle said running her head away from Tally, she had refused to look anyone in the eye since the wedding, and the unit were good about giving her time to grieve when they weren't training. Abigail didn't spend much free time in the suite anymore, not with her new bodyguard on her mothers insistence . Bridey stood in the back of all of their classes and ran alongside the groups in PT sessions. The pair spent a lot of time in the grounds of the base when not in class or at a meal service. With Raelle locking herself away Tally was often left alone, or occasionally in the company of Glory when she was not bonding with her own unit. If she couldn't find Glory she spent time in Memorial hall. Matching up the pictures and artefacts there with the stories that Saarah had told her. She never asked Sara to tell her about anything specific, she didn't seek that information out, she wanted her wife to feel comfortable telling her about her history when she was ready to. And when Sarah did not want to talk about her own history Tally would tell stories of life on the compound, and of the things they would do as children.

Sarah always listened with rapt attention to even the most unimportant story Tally told her about, she asked why once and Sarah said that it was because it had been so long since someone had talked to her like a person and not a general, since she had been able to have a conversation that did not revolve around military operations or the army. Tally had just smiled and squeezed her hand. That gesture had quickly become their way of telling each other that they understood the other and that they loved the other. She wanted to seek Sarah out but after the morning's interruption she knew that the general was going to be busy all day with whatever was in both the file and the envelope.

Tally wasn't going to lie to herself, she missed Sarah, she felt like she hadn't gotten to spend any quality time with her since that Beltane night, she understood that as the general she was busy and that she had her own training to do. But all of that couldn't stop Tally from feeling her own feelings, from accepting her emotions. She wanted to see Sarah more, but she didn't know how to communicate that to her, and with the recent interruption she feared that things would get worse and that Sarah's happiness would be forced to take a backseat, like it had for the centuries prior to their marriage. This was something she knew Sarah feared for herself and wanted to prevent, she had told Tally that much, but neither one of them could think of anything that could help with that.

These thoughts weighed heavy on her mind and heart as she made the familiar walk to Memorial Hall, even if she couldn't be with Sarah in person, being surrounded by her history and memories still brought comfort to the young witch. She tried to spend as long as she could walking around all of the exhibits, it felt weird to her to have what could now be classed as part of her family history on display for people who wouldn't know exactly what everything was and how and when it was used. She preferred to look at the paintings and books then other physical artifacts.

Each painting told its own story and each painting could be analysed by her eye to such detail. She liked to try to match up the paintings to the stories that Sarah had told her. She didn't know that she did this, but it helped her to stay connected to Sarah when both of them were busy and didn't have time to see each other. Many of the books and been diaries and journals once of Sarah and of the women that had fought at her side. Including the Bellweather and Craven lines, her own mother's namesake May - Tally's great great great grandmother- had fought next to Sarah decades ago, and looking at May Craven's journal and reading though it provided Tally with a great insight to her own family history than she had ever previously had. As part of the Craven line she was able to request access to May Craven's journal to read it, as it was apart of her matrillines history, only people from a certain line could request access to artifacts in Memorial Hall, you had to prove that you were descended from the matriline that you requested access to.

She had learnt a lot about her own family and about Sarah from the journal. One of the most interesting things is that her family had a strong predisposition for Knowing, which is one of the fundamentals of Work. Tally hoped that this was something she inherited, it seemed like a useful gift to have, especially if Raelle was as good of a fixer as she said she was one drunken night after both of them had gotten sick of Abigail's bragging that she would go into weather work at war college.

She went back to the suite just before lunch to drag Raelle out to eat, she had been avoiding meals since the wedding and it was not good. But when she opened the door, Raelle was not there and the blonde's Salva tin was open and empty on her foot locker. She checked her own and was about to check Abigail's when the brunette walked through the door, "Tal, what's going on?" she asked.

"Rae's gone, and so is all the Salva," Tally said, showing the empty tins to Abigail and Bridey. "We need to find her," she said, already walking out of the door. Raelle had been distraught the last few days, waking up in the middle of the night calling for Scylla, convinced somehow she was still alive. Even after being told by Izadora that she had been killed in the attack at the wedding.

"Where would she go?" Abigail asked as the pair left Circe barracks, "She doesn't know the area."

"No she doesn't, do you remember the night she woke up screaming that Scyllla was alive and that they were going to a beach?" Tally asked.

"You don't think she would actually try to get to a beach. The nearest one, that's where the wedding was." Abigail said, thurning to Bridey "Can you help us? We have to save our sister." Abigail pleaded with the older witch. A short sharp nod was the only confirmation of help as she led the two privates to a truck near to the entrance to the main base. It was surprisingly a short drive until they saw Raelle in the sky, wobbling and shaking, struggling to stay in the air. They saw as she fell, dropping from the sky like a bag of bricks into the water. Tally jumped out of the still moving truck and ran down the stones to the water's edge where she waded in, Abigail close on her heels together they fished the dazed and injured blonde from the water, she was breathing but only barely and she was fighting them, still insistent that Scylla was going to meet her. They picked her up between them and carried her into the truck.

They took turns sitting with her in the infirmary, neither one wanting her to be alone until after she had woken up to a familiar face. Bridey reported the incident to Anacosia and to Alder, Sarah had requested that Tally see her once Raelle had woken up. She also requested a meeting with the unit immediately afterwards. Tally assumed that both would be held in the infirmary and while she relished every opportunity to see Sarah, this meeting she was dreading, she knew with utmost certainty that the second meeting would be between Privates and General, not Tally and Sarah accompanied by Abigail and Raelle.