"Agent Manning, a word if I may?"
Bobby looked up from Doc casting his hand to see an older officer. "General Abernathy?"
"Son, in order to keep your cover, would you still be willing to attend a training session with some of the members of our unit? It won't be for long and we would cover some of the little surprises you received recently."
"What about Sue? I don't want to leave her by herself."
"She will be escorted by SE or myself."
"SE?"
"Sn—James."
The Aussie nodded. "Let me check to see if she is comfortable with it. If so, I'm game, although I don't know how much I can do with this." He held up his newly cast hand. Thanking Doc, he and the general went into the room.
"Wreck! You're awake."
"Crash, buddy, is that you?" The sailor held out his hand and was surprised when Bobby shook with his left. "Dude, what's up with the hand?"
"Got me a broken paw."
"How'd—" the sailor was interrupted by his CO.
"Gentlemen, I have a base to run and places to be so, let's save the chatter. Wreck, I'm sending you to your quarters for now to get cleaned up and rest for awhile in your own space. Kam is coming to escort you and will be on hand if you need anything."
Hector looked as if he was about to protest when Sue whispered to him "You'll feel better in your own room, trust me. I'll see if I can stop by before we leave." He nodded and the general mouthed 'Thank you' to the blonde woman.
Within minutes, the sailor had been spirited away and Abernathy faced the FBI agents. "Miss Thomas, in light of the early morning events, I know you are probably tired. However, I would like to know if you would still be interested in doing the field observation. I think you could give us some valuable insight in surveillance techniques in military field operations. And your cover would be solid."
Sue turned to Bobby. "Sure. But what about you?"
The tall agent grinned. "I guess I'll go help the boys blow some things up."
