Logan was sitting in his office, it had been five weeks sense Jen had left to go on the mission. He was working on his computer when, Alex came storming in angrily. He slammed a file on Logan's desk. "This is your fault!" he yelled.
Logan looked from Alex to the file, he slowly opened it. It was the tracking record for Jen. She hadn't made contact in three weeks, and all attempts to contact her had failed. She was listed as MIA missing in action. Logan took a deep breath; he knew Alex had his reasons to be angry. Jen and him at one time were together, were going to get married. But then things changed and that never happened. Logan looked up at Alex kindly.
"Alex, Jen made her choice she wanted this missions. There were no reasons why she couldn't have it. She was one of our top officers; she had the experiences and the skills for the job. I'm sorry," said Logan. Alex looked at Logan furious.
"How dare, you talk about her in past tense," he yelled at the captain. Logan got up from his seat walking over to Alex he placed his hand on the officer shoulder.
"Alex, we don't know for sure. But, we may have to face it, Jen could be gone," Alex put his head down, he felt his worst fear was coming true, he was silent not knowing what to say or do. Logan could see the pain in his eyes. "Why don't you go home for the day. Get some rest," said Logan kindly. Alex looked at his captain, perhaps he was right. He softly nodded his head and walked out of the office.
Alex walked into his living room; he took a seat on his couch. He turned on the TV and began flipping through the channels, but nothing good was on. He turned off the TV and tossed the remote on the table. He took a deep breath, his concerns were with Jen. He was afraid she was gone, dead. There last meeting hadn't gone so well, he didn't want that to be how things ended with them. His eyes then fell on a picture it was taken, when Jen and the others all had been promoted. Alex picked up the picture, taking a closer look.
Alex shied as he looked at Jen; she was smiling along with the others. But, there was something hidden in it, a certain sadness, grief, and pain. Alex knew why, he just never wanted to believe it. "You really love him don't you," Alex knew the answer. "Yeah I guess, I haven't been much help. I guess it was because I didn't know how to help you," Alex shied, he didn't know why he was talking to himself, but there was something soothing about it. "If your still out there somewhere Jen…Boy this hurts…I wish things could work out for you two," said Alex softly, as he set the picture back on the table.
In the year 2002 Taylor was driving around in her new yellow car talking on her cell phone. "Alyssa you have to check out my new car, it's awesome," said Taylor on her cell phone. Taylor went speeding by an officer's truck, not noticing it. The truck pulled out from the curve with its light flashing on.
Taylor looked through her rear view mirror, seeing the cop truck driving behind her. "Great," she muttered. She began pulling over to the side of the road. "I got to go Alyssa," said Taylor putting her cell phone down. She set the car to park, and rolled down her window, as a young man wearing a navy uniform came walking over.
"Do you have any idea how fast you were driving miss?" he said sternly.
"Sorry, Officer I…"
"License," he said coldly, not letting her finish. Taylor reached down in her pants pocket, grabbing her license out. She then handed it to the officer. The officer looked over it nodding his head. He then grabbed, out his pocket book, and began writing a ticket.
"Come on, I wasn't going that fast. I was only five or ten over the speed limit. Couldn't you just let me go with a warning?" she said, trying to get out of the ticket. The officer glanced at her, no expression at all. He ripped off the ticket handing it to her.
"One for speeding," he then quickly wrote another one. "And another one, for trying to get out of it," he said with a sly smile. Taylor just gave him a stern look. She then drove off. The officer walked back over to the truck.
"Some guys just have the nerve," said Taylor to herself as she drove away.
"So, you give her a ticket?" asked his partner Wes, taking off his sun glasses and putting them into his jacket pocket. Eric got in his seat putting his seat belt on, he turned looking at Wes.
"Two actually," said Eric as he started up the engine.
"TWO, come on Eric you need to loosen up a bit. You know try to be nice once in a while," said Wes. Eric looked back at Wes, shook his head.
"If I were to do that, we'd be out of a job. Besides, they have you not to give them the ticket. The other's our just lucky when it's me that spots them," said Eric feeling quite proud of himself. Wes just shook his head smiling. After a few minutes of silence driving down the road. Wes turned looking at Eric with a smile.
"So was she pretty," asked Wes playfully. Eric took a hard look at Wes, and then turned his face back to the road. "Hum, I thought so," said Wes smiling to himself.
"Thought what?" yelled Eric. Sometimes Wes just on his nerves, he wasn't sure why he put up with him all the time. In a way Eric kind of felt Wes had grown on him, and it did make things interesting having him around.
"Oh come on Eric, I won't tell anyone. Just admit it you thought she was cute," said Wes using his boyish charm.
"I'm not admitting anything to you, rich boy," said Eric, as he pulled into the Silver Guardians HQ.
"Fine have it your way," said Wes, as he unbuckled his seat belt. Eric put the truck in park and undid his seat belt as well. The two then walked into the Silver Guardians HQ.
