Enemy Number One

by boswifedeb

Now that Matt and Uncle Roy have confirmed the identity and location of the Middle Eastern terrorist, it's time to get him. Can Matt fight the war on terror and survive? This is a re-write of an earlier story. Hope you enjoy it. Rated T.

6. Chapter 6

CHAPTER 6

CJ and Uncle Roy were onboard Houston's jet. They had received a call from Admiral Tompkins. Roy looked over at a very pale CJ. All they had been told was that the SEAL team would be landing in Hawaii and they were requested to be there. He also told them that there had been a casualty, but that he wasn't certain who it was at this point.

Roy and CJ were greeted at the airport by a very efficient petty officer who drove them to the base where they would meet the plane. There wasn't much conversation between the driver and his passengers other than comments on the weather.

Once they were at the base, they were taken to the tarmac just as the Greyhound was landing. Minutes seemed like hours to CJ as they waited for the plane to taxi across the tarmac and stop. Then more time passed as the cargo hatch was opened. Then they saw the slow procession of a flag draped coffin come down the ramp. CJ held her breath. At her distance from the plane, all of the men looked alike. She couldn't make out Houston anywhere. She began to tremble and felt like her legs were going to buckle. Just then two more men walked down the ramp. Both had an arm in a sling. She still couldn't make out if Houston was among them.

The coffin was loaded into a waiting hearse. The men picked up their duffels and started to walk toward the gate. Just then she heard one of them holler out "Captain. One moment please." One of the men turned toward the calling soldier. The other SEALs were lined up and came to attention. They simultaneously saluted the man. "Sir, you can hang with the SEALs anytime. Not too bad for an Army guy."

The other man came to attention and saluted the SEALs. "It was an honor to be able to work with you. If y'all are ever in LA look me up. I'll buy the beer." There was no mistaking that voice. CJ ran out to him. She got to him just as he turned around and picked up his duffel. They grabbed on to one another and the rest of the world disappeared for a minute. When they came up for air from the kiss, Houston reached out and gave Uncle Roy a hug. "It's good to have you back, boy. We were sure worried about you."