"Chaplain Connelly? What brings you here?" Hawk opened the door waving his
hand to a chair near his desk.
The elderly man gingerly took a seat removing his cover, and reached inside his jacket for a handkerchief. "You know I've been in the Army for the last 35 years. I've married them, christened them, and administered their last rights..."
"Chaplain?"
"Telling them their loved ones have passed has always been difficult...but telling them we made a mistake is a first," he gulped pulling a file forth from his briefcase.
"I need to see one of your people ASAP. The chopper coming in shortly has a visitor aboard to see her," he nodded to the file he pushed across the desk.
Hawk took the file and looked it over then gave the Chaplain a puzzled look. "I am sorry Chaplain, but we do not have a Mrs. Burnett here."
"Clayton...she's here. I had a search done before I came here. I believe my sources said she goes by Alison Hart-Burnett..."
Hawk's face shifted from confusion to shock. "Lady Jaye?" He fell back to his chair flipping through the file. His hand brushing through his hair trying to make sense of what the chaplain was attempting to tell him.
"Hawk, he'll be arriving within the hour. I really have to see her...to prepare her," Chaplain Connelly stood placing his hand on Hawk's shoulder. "Where is she right now?"
"She's not back from her mission yet." Hawk ran a hand threw his hair again. "She never mentioned this to me."
"It was probably too hard for her." He leaned back in his chair. "I married these two. They were very much in love. She took it hard, very hard when we thought we lost him."
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On the chopper Paul Burnett sat reminiscing. He had healed during the 3 weeks he was at the military hospital. He gained his weight back. His blonde hair had been cut to a strict military cut and his 6' 2" frame was still very muscular. He was built much like Duke. He remembered what it was like growing up with Alison in Martha's Vineyard, after his mother had died and he and his dad have moved in with the family, since he was the head of security for the Hart family. In fact, if he closed his eyes, he could almost see it........................................................................
Alison Hart and Paul Burnett were running through the woods surrounding the Hart house, if such a grand edifice could be called a house. Even though it was only two stories tall, it was a huge, ranch-style house that would have put the Ponderosa Ranch to shame. The two children were no more than youngsters, the girl being five years old, and the boy at seven years of age. Engaged in a spirited game of tag, the two weaved their way through the trees, until Paul caught up with Alison. "OK, you're it, Allie" Paul called out. Much to his surprise, she turned quickly and tackled him to the ground. "Your dad taught me that, Paul", she said to him. Both of them laid on the ground, next to each other, winded from all their running.
"Paul, would you be my boyfriend?" Alison asked
"Uh, I guess so. You are a girl, and you are my friend, so I guess that would work. But only if you will be my girlfriend."
"Of course I will be your girlfriend." Alison replied.
As the sunlight reflected off of the waves underneath the chopper as it sped over the ocean, Paul's thoughts jumped all over the place. To their times in grade school, and high school, their first date, and their graduations from both high school and college. To their proms, their formal's in college. To Paul's entrance into the military, and his marriage to Alison a little while later, finally ending up to when the doctor had told them that Alison was pregnant with their child.
The sudden decent of the helicopter brought him out of his dream-like state. They had arrived at the Pitt. Soon he would be back in the real world, and he would go and find his family.
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Jaye had just returned from her mission, showered and was now looking for Flint around the base.
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Flint was standing at the tarmac checking off each new recruit. One slipped by him without giving him his code name. Flint couldn't stop and ask who he was because the last one off the chopper immediately gave him his name.
Once all the recruits were done Flint climbed on board to talk to the chopper pilot and see that the next to the last soldier off the chopper was. "Sgt. Williams, who was the next to the last one off the chopper?"
The chopper pilot turned and looked at Flint. "I'm not sure, sir. All he kept saying was that he had to meet someone important."
Flint's pager went off and the message read, "Jaye's in the Control Room looking for you." He turned back to the pilot. "Thanks. You're free to take off now."
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Jaye was standing at a computer terminal looking at a new program Mainframe had just written. "That's something, Mainframe."
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There was a knock on the door. "Enter." Hawk ordered.
"General," Paul Burnett saluted.
Hawk returned his salute.
The Chaplain stood. "Welcome home, Major." He shook Paul's hand. "I am afraid your wife hasn't returned yet."
Hawk stood and walked over to them. "Perhaps you two would like a tour. I will have one of my men recheck the logs to see if she has returned then page me with the answer. It may take awhile. Most of the men our out in the field."
"We'd love too wouldn't we son," the chaplain patted Paul's shoulder.
"Ah..Sir?" Paul looked out the window at the training field spotting Cover Girl throwing Shipwreck over her shoulder to his back. He winced at the sailor's form sprawled out.
"Yes?"
"How did...how did she get her placement here?" Paul frowned turning towards him.
"We only take the best...she was the best covert ops agent to be found in the service," Hawk's eyes gleamed with pride. "She's the best at what she does...I do not accept any less than the best."
"That doesn't explain everything," Paul spotted a picture of a woman and a small child on Hawk's desk. "When I was shot down...we were expecting our first child. I didn't notice a daycare on this base when I came in," he caught the Chaplain closing his eyes, taking a deep breath.
"Paul," he pulled him to the side-allowing Hawk to move past him. "Alison had a miscarriage after you went down...it had nothing to do with your disappearance the doctor's said the rH factors weren't right. I'm sorry son," he watched him carefully. "We'll give you a minute while we check the logs."
Paul fell back into the chair. The child they had both wanted so badly was gone. The shock turned into relief, as the reason for the miscarriage was not because of her loss of him sank in. He stood and walked over to Hawk and the Chaplain. "Is she here?"
"Yes," Hawk said, turning to face him. "Come, I will take you to her."
They headed to the Control Room. Jaye heard someone enter but was engrossed in the program as Mainframe explained it to her. "Lady Jaye…"
Jaye turned and saw something she never thought she'd see again. "P…Paul." With that she lost consciousness.
Things appeared to move in slow motion for Paul seeing her crumple. He rushed catching her before she hit the floor pulling her into his arms. "SOMEONE GET A MEDIC!"
At that moment Flint walked into the Control Room to find Jaye. What he saw stopped him in his tracks. The man he just rescued was standing in the room with his girl in his hands. He rushed over to take her from him but Paul wouldn't let her go.
"No thanks. I've got her." Paul pulled her away from him.
Flint took her from him anyway. "Thanks, pal, but I can handle this." He leaned down and whispered loud enough for Paul to hear. "Come on beautiful, let's get you to Lifeline." He left Paul to trail behind.
The elderly man gingerly took a seat removing his cover, and reached inside his jacket for a handkerchief. "You know I've been in the Army for the last 35 years. I've married them, christened them, and administered their last rights..."
"Chaplain?"
"Telling them their loved ones have passed has always been difficult...but telling them we made a mistake is a first," he gulped pulling a file forth from his briefcase.
"I need to see one of your people ASAP. The chopper coming in shortly has a visitor aboard to see her," he nodded to the file he pushed across the desk.
Hawk took the file and looked it over then gave the Chaplain a puzzled look. "I am sorry Chaplain, but we do not have a Mrs. Burnett here."
"Clayton...she's here. I had a search done before I came here. I believe my sources said she goes by Alison Hart-Burnett..."
Hawk's face shifted from confusion to shock. "Lady Jaye?" He fell back to his chair flipping through the file. His hand brushing through his hair trying to make sense of what the chaplain was attempting to tell him.
"Hawk, he'll be arriving within the hour. I really have to see her...to prepare her," Chaplain Connelly stood placing his hand on Hawk's shoulder. "Where is she right now?"
"She's not back from her mission yet." Hawk ran a hand threw his hair again. "She never mentioned this to me."
"It was probably too hard for her." He leaned back in his chair. "I married these two. They were very much in love. She took it hard, very hard when we thought we lost him."
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On the chopper Paul Burnett sat reminiscing. He had healed during the 3 weeks he was at the military hospital. He gained his weight back. His blonde hair had been cut to a strict military cut and his 6' 2" frame was still very muscular. He was built much like Duke. He remembered what it was like growing up with Alison in Martha's Vineyard, after his mother had died and he and his dad have moved in with the family, since he was the head of security for the Hart family. In fact, if he closed his eyes, he could almost see it........................................................................
Alison Hart and Paul Burnett were running through the woods surrounding the Hart house, if such a grand edifice could be called a house. Even though it was only two stories tall, it was a huge, ranch-style house that would have put the Ponderosa Ranch to shame. The two children were no more than youngsters, the girl being five years old, and the boy at seven years of age. Engaged in a spirited game of tag, the two weaved their way through the trees, until Paul caught up with Alison. "OK, you're it, Allie" Paul called out. Much to his surprise, she turned quickly and tackled him to the ground. "Your dad taught me that, Paul", she said to him. Both of them laid on the ground, next to each other, winded from all their running.
"Paul, would you be my boyfriend?" Alison asked
"Uh, I guess so. You are a girl, and you are my friend, so I guess that would work. But only if you will be my girlfriend."
"Of course I will be your girlfriend." Alison replied.
As the sunlight reflected off of the waves underneath the chopper as it sped over the ocean, Paul's thoughts jumped all over the place. To their times in grade school, and high school, their first date, and their graduations from both high school and college. To their proms, their formal's in college. To Paul's entrance into the military, and his marriage to Alison a little while later, finally ending up to when the doctor had told them that Alison was pregnant with their child.
The sudden decent of the helicopter brought him out of his dream-like state. They had arrived at the Pitt. Soon he would be back in the real world, and he would go and find his family.
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Jaye had just returned from her mission, showered and was now looking for Flint around the base.
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Flint was standing at the tarmac checking off each new recruit. One slipped by him without giving him his code name. Flint couldn't stop and ask who he was because the last one off the chopper immediately gave him his name.
Once all the recruits were done Flint climbed on board to talk to the chopper pilot and see that the next to the last soldier off the chopper was. "Sgt. Williams, who was the next to the last one off the chopper?"
The chopper pilot turned and looked at Flint. "I'm not sure, sir. All he kept saying was that he had to meet someone important."
Flint's pager went off and the message read, "Jaye's in the Control Room looking for you." He turned back to the pilot. "Thanks. You're free to take off now."
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Jaye was standing at a computer terminal looking at a new program Mainframe had just written. "That's something, Mainframe."
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There was a knock on the door. "Enter." Hawk ordered.
"General," Paul Burnett saluted.
Hawk returned his salute.
The Chaplain stood. "Welcome home, Major." He shook Paul's hand. "I am afraid your wife hasn't returned yet."
Hawk stood and walked over to them. "Perhaps you two would like a tour. I will have one of my men recheck the logs to see if she has returned then page me with the answer. It may take awhile. Most of the men our out in the field."
"We'd love too wouldn't we son," the chaplain patted Paul's shoulder.
"Ah..Sir?" Paul looked out the window at the training field spotting Cover Girl throwing Shipwreck over her shoulder to his back. He winced at the sailor's form sprawled out.
"Yes?"
"How did...how did she get her placement here?" Paul frowned turning towards him.
"We only take the best...she was the best covert ops agent to be found in the service," Hawk's eyes gleamed with pride. "She's the best at what she does...I do not accept any less than the best."
"That doesn't explain everything," Paul spotted a picture of a woman and a small child on Hawk's desk. "When I was shot down...we were expecting our first child. I didn't notice a daycare on this base when I came in," he caught the Chaplain closing his eyes, taking a deep breath.
"Paul," he pulled him to the side-allowing Hawk to move past him. "Alison had a miscarriage after you went down...it had nothing to do with your disappearance the doctor's said the rH factors weren't right. I'm sorry son," he watched him carefully. "We'll give you a minute while we check the logs."
Paul fell back into the chair. The child they had both wanted so badly was gone. The shock turned into relief, as the reason for the miscarriage was not because of her loss of him sank in. He stood and walked over to Hawk and the Chaplain. "Is she here?"
"Yes," Hawk said, turning to face him. "Come, I will take you to her."
They headed to the Control Room. Jaye heard someone enter but was engrossed in the program as Mainframe explained it to her. "Lady Jaye…"
Jaye turned and saw something she never thought she'd see again. "P…Paul." With that she lost consciousness.
Things appeared to move in slow motion for Paul seeing her crumple. He rushed catching her before she hit the floor pulling her into his arms. "SOMEONE GET A MEDIC!"
At that moment Flint walked into the Control Room to find Jaye. What he saw stopped him in his tracks. The man he just rescued was standing in the room with his girl in his hands. He rushed over to take her from him but Paul wouldn't let her go.
"No thanks. I've got her." Paul pulled her away from him.
Flint took her from him anyway. "Thanks, pal, but I can handle this." He leaned down and whispered loud enough for Paul to hear. "Come on beautiful, let's get you to Lifeline." He left Paul to trail behind.