What Happened This Time?
Chapter 1: Air Force One
Written By:
Markey DeSad
A/N 1: Again, inspired by a challenge issued by Richard76310. Thanks for your help!
A/N 2: Please O Gentle Reader don't blame Richard76310, all blame for this debacle rests firmly on my meaty shoulders. I am the one ineffectually pounding these out on an increasingly broken keyboard... ;-)
Casey was shaking his head as he finished his report to the General, when the conference phone chimed with an incoming request.
He steeled himself and hit the 'accept' key on the computer.
The General's face filled the large central monitor and she had a quizzical expression on her normally taciturn face.
"Colonel, could you explain your requisition request that just hit my desk? What exactly is a fifty-five gallon drum of 'Brain Bleach'?" She made the finger quotes as she said the last words in her question.
Casey grimaced and replied, "General, it's just an expression, but if you could get our tech guys working on it, I would volunteer for testing."
The General had a look of dawning comprehension. "Where did you catch Agents Walker and Bartowski, this time, Colonel?"
He cleared his throat. "Air Force One, Ma'am." And he anticipated her next question. "Yes, while the President was on board and it was underway. Or else, and I quote, "Lots of people are members of the mile high club, but how many get their membership on Air Force One in front of the Commander in Chief'."
The General couldn't believe what she was hearing. "What about Agent Bartowski? What was his part in this fiasco? I am assuming that he wasn't driving this little scenario."
Casey gave a resigned grunt. "Of course not Ma'am. Chuck, sorry, the Intersect, did voice his objections, but was just along for the ride, so to speak."
He rested his hand on the Sig pistol in his belt. "Before you ask, Yes Ma'am. I tried to stop them. But you know how determined Walker gets about these things."
The General just stared in shock at her once steadfast and reliable Colonel and shook her head muttering, "Maybe we should get her spayed."
"General, I don't think that means, what you think that means..." Casey said cautiously, trying his hardest not to set off his boss.
"Yeah, probably wouldn't change anything anyway." Beckman muttered dismissively.
Casey addressed her again, "Begging the General's permission, but would it be acceptable if I just shot myself?"
General Diane Beckman looked directly into the camera. "Not unless you do it in my office and shoot me first, and that's an order, Colonel!"
FIN
A/N 3: Stay tuned for a story from a guest author in this series called "What Happened This Time?".
A/N 4: In the meantime, please read and leave a review to tell me how much you love it or hate it, or if it's just 'Meh'.