Many months later...

Jonesy was doing well in the Army. He finally found his true calling. He was good at everything. He was athletic, which helped in the physical training, and he got smarter as he was trained to assemble guns and work with various pieces of technological equiptment. He saw Nikki more often than he thought he would. And he still hung out with the gang at the mall on the weekends.

This particular day was Tuesday. Jonesy got up for training as usual, and started assembling an Army-quality sniper rifle, when one of his friends rushed out towards him.

"Jonesy, you have to see the lieutenant in his office."

"What for?"

"I don't know. But it must be something important, because he only requested seven others in the entire base."

"Umm...O.K..."

Jonesy walked to the lieutenant's office.

"You asked for me, sir?"

"Yes, Garcia. Listen, you're one of my best. The U.S. Army has requested Canada put 1000 soldiers nationwide into battle in Iraq. Out of that number, only eight soldiers will be sent from our base. You're the first one I'm notifying. Garcia, you're going to war."

Jonesy's jaw dropped to the floor.

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Nikki and her parents watched the news.

The announcer stated, "In other news, the U.S. Army has requested 1000 Canadian soldiers be put into battle at Iraq..."

The phone rang. Nikki went to answer it.

"Hey Nikki, I have something to tell you."

"Jonesy! Hey! What's up?"

"Um, Nikki, listen. I feel really bad. I'm so sorry. They're sending me to war."

"WAR? BUT YOU'VE ONLY BEEN IN THE ARMY FOR A COUPLE OF MONTHS!"

"The lieutenant said that they needed all the help they can get. I just called to say that we're disembarking on Saturday. Off of Southampton Dock. I love you."

Jonesy hung up the phone.