Fast Times Chapter 3: His Girl Friday, a sea patrol fanfic

DISCLAIMER: A Sea Patrol story based of The Academy Is...album 'Fast Times At Barrington High'. I take no credit for either the characters created or the BRILLIANT work of William Beckett and the crew from TAI

Lyrics are BOLD and ITALIC ||

Please Note: I will try to keep these characters true to the series in regards to personality. But, that being said, it mightnt happen in places. Just so you know.

AN1: I would just like to take the time to reply to a review that Vanessa gave me.

Thanks so much!! i love getting reviews, and you're my first. Sorry i have to reply this way but, since you arent a member (or just reviewed as a guest) i cant reply directly. In regards to your feeling of being the only Kate/Buff shipper, there are others out there... just not here :D i found some amazing stories on livejournal. They actually got me motivated to write these. Well, them and the 'Tattoo' episode in season 3 :D i just think Buffer is so sexy. I appreciate your comments about my writing. Im having fun :) Summer Hair = Forever Young was actually quite difficult for me, since it just kept on getting longer and longer :P this newest chapter was fun too :P you'll find out why when you see the Point of View.

To Everyone else: Enjoy :)

HIS GIRL FRIDAY

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I knew that I wasn't her first. Hell, I doubt I was even her second or third. But I knew that Kate and I had a special bond right from when she was posted aboard as my new Executive Officer. I knew it wouldn't be for long, since I was due to be decommissioned, but it was one hell of a relationship. See, once she stepped foot on my deck when she was on duty, Kate ruled my crew with an iron fist. No one was beneath her reign of power and strength, except maybe the CO. Yet, now that I think about it, even little Mikey was on the receiving end of Kate's blasts in the privacy of his cabin... behind closed doors.

See, that is the awesome thing about being a ship; you're privy to everything on board. Every whisper in the night, every personal moment spent in the racks, every private conversation. Of course, it wasn't as if I could tellanyone, but I still knew. And for the longest time I knew that Kate was mine and mine alone. But all that changed after Kate had a small episode in her rack one day. It totally freaked out the on board medic, as well as Kate's bunk mate Nav. The thing that really cut me deep, though, was that it was Buffer who was present when Kate came back round. In addition to that small piece of misfortune, my heart shattered when I saw the spark in my little Kate's eyes when hers met Buffer's. For me, that was the beginning of the end.

If he knew, what you do
When no one's in the dark room
But me and you
A brilliant disguise

From that night on, Kate began muttering in her sleep. Not enough to alert the Nav, but it was loud enough since I am ever present. There were small moans, sighs, and mews of delight, all of which were emitted throughout many weeknights. The one thing that pained me the worse, however, was when the name 'Peter', or 'Pete', passed through Kate's lips with a breath of hot air.

It's the taste of the chase
I do confess, it's the mess
That feels so right

I knew there would never be any chance for the X and I. I mean, come on! I'm a Fremantle Class ship for god's sake! But I loved and admired her focus, her drive and her lack of distractions. But as the days and weeks passed, I knew I was slowly losing Kate to the throws of romance... just like the rest of the crew. Nav was always thinking about ET, and ET likewise about Nav. Swain constantly looked at his photos of his new daughter and wife, and many of the other crew members had their special people back on dry land. One of the most interesting, however, was my CO's silent whispers in the night... Buffer wasn't the only one who thought about my dear Kate.

But, no matter what happened in Kate's private life, through the week she was mine; always professional, always determined, never giving up. Sure, admitting any fraternization in the navy could cost Kate her career, but my crew's connection is thicker than blood. For the most part, they tend to just look the other way. That's why, whenever the crew has shore leave, Kate and Buffer 'share a cab to the pub'. Most of the crew know what happens behind their closed doors yet, as long as it doesn't interfere with duties, nobody voices any complaints.

Call on a Monday
Come on a Tuesday
They'll never know
Pop off a cork for Wednesday
Play with me Thursday
But you'll always be his girl
His girl Friday, His girl Friday, His girl Friday
His girl Friday, His girl Friday, His girl Friday

Now, I really want to emphasise my statement of 'mostpeople know what goes on behind closed doors'. You see, my CO, Mike Flynn, doesn't want to see the truth that's waltzing in front of his eyes. Mikey always had something for the XO. He didn't say anything to anyone but, being ever present like I am, the signs were there. His distrust whenever another man set eyes on her, the way he tensed whenever any of the male crew members were being friendly with Kate or how his eyes become clouded with sorrow when he sees the ease between the other men on board compared to her obvious restraint when she was with him. But, no matter how much of this he observed, Mike just didn't believe there was anything going on between Buffer and Kate. Stupid on Mike's behalf when you think about it, being so blinded by feelings that you can't see the truth.

Just a kiss, he won't miss
I know your gonna miss this
As long as you live
When you were mine

I know it's getting harder for them to totally hide their feelings from the rest of the ship. They started off in a purely professional relationship; Buffer trying to maintain his authority over the younger sailors once Kate started leading boarding parties while Kate was trying to impose some form of influence and assurance over the rest of the crew. Total power struggle for a while. But, being all seeing and all knowing as I am, Buffer's facade was quickly unearthed. He had the hots for her. Totally. Like, without a doubt, head over heels, crazy in love stuff. Although, that was only shown when he was all alone in his rack. But, what fun is it if I don't share my knowledge?

Bite your lip, pull me in
It's not the sin, it's the mess
That feels so right

Well, if I'm sharing when it comes to Buffer, I shouldn't keep my Kate out of the picture, should I? Let's just say that, while the X is alone in her room, there is definitely some fantasizing going on there. Fun, fun times to watch in on. Now, before you get all 'OhMyGod! The ship's a pervert!', just remember, this crew is my life. And, if I have to eavesdrop on private moments to keep me entertained and not breaking down every five minutes, just think of what good old Charge would prefer. There, guilty enough? You should be.

Call on a Monday
Come on a Tuesday
They'll never know
Pop off a cork for Wednesday
Stay with me Thursday
But you'll always be his girl
His girl Friday, His girl Friday, His girl Friday
His girl Friday, His girl Friday, His girl Friday

There, now you all know. Kate fantasizes about Buffer, while Buffer wants to do the dirty deed with the X. Isn't my ship starting to sound like a soap opera? Secret rendezvous and hook-ups, forbidden relationships, unrequited love and full on action to boot. Just imagine if the crew was privy to the information I have gathered over the past years, months and days? It certainly wouldn't have taken Kate and Buffer as long as it did to sort themselves out. It might have given the CO some insight too; allow him to get over the past and look to the future. But, knowing Mike like I do, even if he had the information given to him by a naked, dancing leprechaun, he still wouldn't see or accept the truth. Kate's going to have a hard time with him when the truth comes out. And, before you even THINK about saying it will stay a secret, the truth ALWAYS comes out. Like it always does on the soap operas.

If he knew, what I knew
He'd thank god it's Friday
As I look on with you

Well, now that I've gotten all that off my chest, I feel like I'm ready to accept my imminent decommission. I'm getting old, and there's only so much that Charge can do to keep me running. Mike wanted me to go out with a bang, and damn it! Hammersley is going out like a crate of fireworks. It's the least I can do for all the experiences my crew has given me, from the life-threatening action to the tender romantic interests.

Call on a Monday
Come on a Tuesday
They'll never know
Pop off a cork for Wednesday
Play with me Thursday
But you'll always be his girl

And here we are, once again, on Friday afternoon. ET and Nav have been sneaking glances all day and the rest of the crew can't wait for a recuperation weekend on shore leave. I don't have long left with my people; I, ahem, overheard a phone call between little Mikey and Commander Marshall the other afternoon. If all goes to plan, I can finally have an indefinite rest by the end of next week. Do you want to know the good thing about that? Never again will I have to see my dear Kate walk off with Buffer on Friday; the only day when Kate is utterly and completely untouchable by anyone but Buffer.

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AN2: Well, there you are. Its not as long as the last chapter. But i hope you liked it. Im trying to get as much written at the moment, because my holidays will be winding down shortly, and once i get back to uni, im not sure how consistant i will be with writing and uploading (see my other Veronica Mars Story... eep [and if i have any readers from that story reading this... i AM working on an update :P ])

I've got a question for everyone: the next song off 'Fast Times at Barrington High'is called 'The Test'. Im kinda stumped as to what plot to give this song. If you want to check it out on youtube, or even read the lyrics online, help will be greatly appreciated :) if i use a suggested plot/idea, you will get many Kudos and cookies when i upload :D

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