Soldier Boy
Again, your supportive reviews made me cry. I'm glad I have my own little fan club. WOOT! Just a reminder, I don't own Covert affairs, or its characters. Just James. Once I'm done playing with them, I will have them dry-cleaned and promptly returned. Story inspired by Artemis Rayne's echolocation, found under Those little moments.
Annie, will you please tell me where we are going?" Auggie asked patiently. He was answered by a slight giggle.
"Nervous Mr. Anderson?"
"Absolutely. You kidnap me from my weekend off, shove me, rather forcefully, in your car, and we have been driving for about 3 hours. Plus, you refuse to answer any questions. This is how my initiaton into the Special Forces started. Yes I'm nervous."
He was met by silence on her part. "Annie?" he warned. "What are you planning?"
"I was worried if I told you, you would have said no."
"Where are we going?"
Annie bit her lip. "Gun range."
"WHAT!"
Lone Star Gun Club
Annie's Uncle James looked Auggie over. From what Annie had told him, this kid didn't look anything like Special Forces material. He was starting to have second thoughts about letting Annie bring him out. "So, Soldier Boy, Annie-belle told me that you were Special Forces. What branch?"
Auggie straightened up slightly. He could hear the tone of a former Commanding Officer in his voice. "Special Recon, Sir."
James nodded silently. "What was your rank?"
"Lieutenant, Sir."
"What is the Special Forces motto?"
"De oppresso liber. To liberate the oppressed."
'What's the difference between a Green Beret and Special Forces?"
"Trick question. Nothing. Same thing, different names, and if your quite done, I would like to know why Annie brought me here, and what she hopes to accomplish."
James laughed aloud. This kid was Special Forces, no doubt about it. "Well L.T., she told me she wanted to run a little experiment."
Annie tapped her foot impatiently. "And if this round of 20 questions is over, I would like to carry on with my little experiment. Doo you have what I asked for, Uncle Jamie?"
James took Auggie's hand and pressed a gun into it. An M9 baretta pistol. Without thinking, Auggie first checked to see if it was empty, and then put the safety on as an added precaution. Thats when he froze, realizing what he had just done. All without seeing the actual gun.
Annie grinned from ear to ear. "Told you he could do it." she said, nudging her Uncle. He nodded. "He's good, I'll give him that, but what about on the range?"
One hour later
"Annie, I'm not sure this is such a good idea."
"Hey. Less talky, more shooty."
Heaving a sigh, Auggie loaded the pistol and took aim, feeling like an idiot. Still, he squeezed off a shot. It felt incredible. Not that he would tell Annie that.
"Not bad. Aim at your 6 about half an inch. That should do it."
"Your serious? I actually hit the target?"
"Hit it? Your an inch away from dead center."
Amazed, Auggie adjusted his aim an inch lower and fired again. He hit the center perfectly that time.
The rest of the day consisted of Auggie firing several guns, all of whom he was familiar with. The beretta, Mossburg 590 shotgun, the M4A1 carbine, and the M24 rifle. The favorite of the day was the M24, which he used to snipe a couple of targets. With Annie's help of course. He wouldn't ever be able to carry a weapon at work, but James Walker promised him that he could come back anytime to squeeze off a few rounds.
On the way home, Annie couldn't help but notice that he hadn't said a word the entire ride. She hoped that it was a good sign.
"So...did you have fun? I mean, you are always talking about how you miss shooting most of all, and I thought that this would be a fun little field trip. I hope it was ok..Please don't be mad at me."
He still said nothing. Annie continued the drive in silence, feeling worse and worse with each passing mile. She was almost crying by the time they got to his place. "Auggie," she whispered before he walked inside, "I'm sorry if I overstepped my bounds. I was just trying to make you feel..."
Auggie swore softly. He had been fighting an urge during the whole drive. He had almost beaten it untill the sound of her voice, so close to tears, pushed him over the edge. He grabbed her shoulders and pressed his lips to hers. His feelings for her were no longer safe, subtle, or cautious, and neither were hers. Annie clung to his shoulders for support, her nails digging in slightly as his tongue slipped between her lips. Auggie waited for her to have second thoughts, and when it became obvious that she didn't have any, he let out a low growl that sent shivers down her spine. Together, their tongues dueled for control for a minute until they seperated.
Annie couldn't help but blink a few times. The kiss had been totally unexpected. As the shock wore way, a silly grin broke out. She couldn't even think straight anymore. Who knew he was such a good kisser?
Smirking slightly, Auggie spoke for the first time since the left the gun range. "Same time next week, Walker?"
"Only if you say thank you the exact same way, Solder Boy!"
"Deal."
I did some serious research for this one. Every weapon that Auggie fired is one that Special Forces uses on a daily basis, and every fact that he was quizzed about is true. My grammer and spelling may be bad, I blame my keyboard, but Im a stickler for the little details.