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Chapter 3:  Pat & Ed

Janessa awoke with a start as the plane touched down at Denver International Airport.

I didn't realize how worn out I was from getting all keyed up.

Janessa's old sponsors from USAFA were meeting her at the airport and would be taking her to the tournament.  She grabbed her stuff and headed for the baggage claim.  As she waited for her bowcase and bag she twirled a lock of her fiery red hair through her fingers.  By now the darker brown auburn she had dyed it in the military had long since grown out to her natural color.

Jan snorted thinking, how much you wanna bet before I leave the airport someone asks what dye I use 'cause they can't believe this color's real?  Wonder if Pat and Ed will recognize me?  Been a while…

Janessa had looked a bit different the last time she had seen her second family…

She had gained a good 30 pounds from the depression of getting run out of the Academy putting her at a good 160.  Her hair had been short and spiky - no nonsense - and tinted brown to stop the spotlight of attention her natural red always drew.  Her hazel eyes hadn't changed except for the look in them.  Where before they had danced with light and the joy of living, now they danced with the fires of rage.  She had channeled her anger into her obsession with archery.

Her hair was halfway down her back and blazed its natural red.  The extra 30 pounds were gone from her 5'5" frame.  She was lean and toned.  The one thing that never seemed to change was her damn bra cup size.

I swear, I could weigh 80 pounds soaking wet and I'd still be sporting a DD chest.  sighs

Her skin was tanned a deep brown from hours in the sun lifeguarding.  Several tattoos adorned places on her body.  Her left shoulder had a dolphin in mid-jump, her right, a climbing dragon.  On her stomach beneath her breasts was a tribal of her zodiac.

No one EVER believes me when I tell them I never thought about the fact that it looks like "69".

On her lower back were cresting waves with a whale's tail emerging from the water and dolphins jumping around.  Between her shoulder blades was the most emotional one.  It was the inkblot crow from the movie "The Crow" with eyes staring out of it and the Japanese Kanji characters for "survivor".  She had also acquired several body piercings in an effort to stop getting tattoos.  A pierced tongue, belly-button and both nipples later she had reined in the impulses.

I'm such a freak now and the "Pierced in Places You Will Never See" shirt isn't helping.

People weren't visibly shying away from her, but she was garnering a few odd-ball glances.

Finally, her bowcase and bag arrived and she headed out to the passenger pick-up area.  Almost there, she was stopped by a woman asking, "What brand and shade of hair color do you use?  It's fabulous!"

I owe myself 20 bucks.  "I'm sorry, but believe it or not, it's natural," Jan responded and quickly continued on her way, the poor woman now sporting a truly confused expression on her face.

She spotted Ed almost immediately.  He was leaning up against a pillar.  He saw her as she walked towards him and smiled.  He disengaged himself from the wall and caught her up in a bear hug.  "You look good girl.  You hanging in there?"

Tears shown bright in her eyes for a moment at the man who'd been a surrogate father to her for several years now.  "I'm ok."

"Pat's got the car out in the parking lot.  Want me to carry anything?"

Janessa nodded, relinquishing her bag, keeping her bowcase close.  She greeted Pat at the car, loaded her stuff up and they headed out to Colorado Springs.  The gentle rocking of the car lulled her into a dreamless sleep.

She was jolted awake (again) by the car stopping.

Pat leaned into the backseat, "You up for dinner?"

Janessa looked out the window to see her favorite restaurant.  The smells coming through the window caused her stomach to growl loudly.  She smiled, "I think that's a yes."

Dinner ended all too soon and they arrived at the house.  As the door went up Janessa spotted a motorcycle off to the right side; recognition shown in her eyes. 

Ed looked back at her.  "I pulled her out of mothballs for you.  Figured you'd want to get around on your own, not to mention getting where you're going."

Janessa realized she'd been holding her breath and she let it out.  She climbed out of the car and went to run her hands over the cycle, as if trying to prove to herself it was really there.  "I never thought you'd keep it.  It's been over four years."

"Couldn't very well get rid of your baby, and a Harley to boot.  I always knew you'd be back for her someday.  She's all tuned and ready to go," Ed responded.

She made as if to climb on, but as her body protested she changed her mind.

Tomorrow, baby.  Tomorrow, she thought, giving the bike a fleeting caress.  She looked at Pat and Ed with bleary eyes.

"You know where your room is.  We'll let you get some rest."

She grabbed her bowcase and bag and headed downstairs.  She quickly washed up, Academy-style.  She barely had time to grab Legolas out of his case before she fell into the bed and into a deep sleep, her nude form wrapped around her beloved bow.

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