"Great, this is just great!" We arrived at the alpha site only to be told that all teams were being dispatched due to major flooding therefore there was know one available to sub on our team. At the moment I was talking to the second brigade leader, Major Fronswa something or other, to hard a name to pronounce.
"So you have no available men, I need a sub, major!" I ask for the twentieth time, apparently our Major is hard of hearing.
"I am very sorry sir, but we can not possibly spare any men, but as soon as this rain stops I will see what I can do." Replied the Major, he almost sounded indignant that I should even bother asking.
"Major, if you do not find me a man for my team in the next two hours I will be forced to add you to my team, seeing as you have nothing better to do than stand around!!" By this time I was yelling, and judging by the majors facial expression he did not like the idea of being stuck on my team.
"Yes Sir, I will see what I can do," said the little weasel as he scurried off to find me who knows what as a 2C.
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"I need a hero, I'm holding on for a hero till the end of the night…." I could hear the soft sound of a voice as I entered what I assumed to be the break room, although you wouldn't know it if not for the few loitering men eating what looked like MRI's, (man I really hated that shit they fed us). Sitting down in a near by seat I noticed that my mystery voice was fixing the ventilation system, judging by all the parts scattered across the room, and the jump soot she was wearing. Wasn't a particularly bad looking women, she actually reminded me of my wife, Julie, except for the shockingly red hair, Julie was always a brunet, I judged her to be about 5,7, Green eyes, or maybe they were blue, couldn't quite tell in this lighting, maybe 28, 29.
"Excuse me sir? Sir?" was she talking to me.
"Yes, sorry I was thinking" I replied.
"Umm do you think you could pass me that drill bit, got to finish this before the Frogman gets my ass for who knows what" she asks.
"Yeah sure, know problem" I hand her the drill bit, I get close enough to notice that in fact her eyes are green, man nice eyes, "Who's Frogman" I ask, curious as to why she would speak to a colonel about a superior officer, most would be to chicken thinking that all authorities stick together (so not true).
"Ahh, you must be new, Frogman is formerly know as the pain in the ass Major. Fronswa Landers, don't worry you'll get to no him real good…..Mr.…Ahh what did you say your name was" She ask, reminding me that I was wearing my jacket over my colonels badge, should I say something? Or not?
"Falgar, James Falgar, here to inspect diplomatic relations….." I trail off, I lied to a captain, nice going chief, I mentally kick myself, oh well I will probably not see her again anyway.
"Well, I have to be going, nice talking to you" I flip her name tag so I can see it, "Cap. Theresa Sanders" I walk confidently out into the poring rain.
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"Sir, I have found an available Cap. To help you with your problem, Cap Terry Sanders, our Technician and Scientist at the alpha site, low key sir, but very reliable person" I look up from the very stale coffee a Lt. provided for me, smiling, finally I can get this show on the road.
"Great, thank you Frog….errrrr….um Major, thanks a lot, your effort wont go unnoticed" as if anyone gives a damn what you did, I think, smiling to myself about the smirk that appears on the Majors face, as if I am going to tell anyone about your shitty attitude.
"So where do I fide this Cap."
"Locker room two, sir, I have informed the Captain already."
"Great, thanks" We salute and I go to gather up my clan of people to get off this hell whole. Man I hate rain.
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As I make my way into the locker room I stop dead in my tracks, there stands the break room technician, I am thinking that there is know way in hell this is my Captain Yet she is suited up. I am going to have to do some serious damage control.
"You're, Terry Sanders" I say with a bit of apprehension, but knowing my luck…
"Your, Colonel James Calder" she says with just as much shock as is written on my face.
"That's me, most people refer to me as Sike, or Sir, umm I was expecting a guy….errrrr….a man….but I guess you will have to do, have you ever been off world Captain." I don't bother bringing up our earlier meeting, hopefully she won't either.
"Aren't we off world now sir" I smile, quick wit, got to love that.
"Not quite what I met, but I don't have time to shoot Frogman right now" I cringe where did that come from, now she is surely going to bring up our past meeting and my deception, but instead I see a slight smile, yes my new Captain is smirking, nice smile, full lips…….of gosh what am I saying, get a grip man.
"Well Captain, welcome to the team." I go to leave but turn around again saying "You know how to use a gun right" not knowing how much they teach these scientists anymore.
All she does is nod an affirmative. Well, one thing's for sure, she's not as chatty as she was the first time I met her.
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As my new colonel leaves the locker room, I just stand there waiting to here the click of the door closing. What the hell was I thinking, that's just it I wasn't. I ran my mouth off earlier to a superior officer about another superior officer, not even bothering to check rank. Damit, sometimes I don't act as smart as I really am. But I smile anyways, I have never had quite that affect on a colonel before, I laugh a little. He looks young, not graying in the hair yet, jet black with little swirls at the end, and slight stubble, maybe a couple days growth from lack of shaving, and the bluest eye I have ever seen, and intense to. I judged him to be about mid thirties. I mentally store his scent in my head, that's how I remember people, by there scent. I once new a blind girl, she told me the easiest way to remember who your talking to was by scent. Colonel Sike, smelt like musty moss, deep ingrained scent. Awe great now I have been standing here for what….I look at my watch………ten minutes……If I ever want to be promoted I better start by being on time. I grab my gun slamming the locker shut and running out the door.