I'm kinda not feeling the review love. **hint, hint cough cough wink wink**

Monroe was pacing the floor while Charlie stared out the window.
"What's going on Bass?" Miles closed the door behind Jason.
"We have a problem," Monroe slowed his pacing down but continued back and forth from the fireplace to couch.
"What kind of problem," Jason leaned against the wall.
"One of those 'Houston, we have a problem,' problems," Monroe stopped pacing to use the back of the couch as a podium.
"Crap," Miles groaned.
"So, what's the problem that Houston needs to be brought into this?" Jason confused by the reference.
"It's a movie reference kid. It means that we have a possibly fatal problem," Miles sat down with a thud in the chair closest to him.
"Why can't you guys just say that?" Jason hated this secret language.
"Enough!"
Everyone stared at Charlie, she had finally left the window and stormed over to Jason.
"When were you going to tell us that your dad was now over the unit in Willoughby? You just happened to leave that part out. Or the fact that a patriot spy was just caught trying to break in?" Charlie stood toe to toe with Jason.
"Charlie, back off. Truman is still over the Patriots in Willoughby, not Neville," Miles moved Charlie back.
"Yeah, unfortunately because of something that I did we are now their bitches," Jason walked away from her, he couldn't be this close to her and not be able to hold her.
"Well apparently he is in their good graces," Monroe finally stepped into the conversation.
"So what did this spy say?" Jason caught how Monroe was looking at him.
"That your dad, the great Tom Neville, knows that Bass and I are somewhere in the Plains Nation. That the bounty on our heads have gone up by at least 400 diamonds and now they have added 'Dad or Alive' to the posters. Plus, I want to know what 'crimes against the USA' I supposedly committed," Charlie was ready for a fight with anyone, or maybe it was the hormones.
"Well, it's going to come out sooner or later Nipples. Time to let the cat out of the bag," Miles knew that this powder keg was about to blow, might as well put out all the ammunition and get it over with.
"What proverbial cat are you having to let out Jason," Monroe was now resting his hand on the hilt of his sword ready to remedy the situation.
"The bounty on Charlie is my fault. I thought if I brought her in that I could hide her with me in Charleston," Jason didn't want to look up Charlie.
"Jason, you are the biggest idiot I have ever met!" Charlie was fuming.
"Oh, he is a bigger idiot then you think," Miles knew that Charlie's rage was building.
"Do I even want to know?" Monroe had his head hung in sheer embarrassment for this kid, plus he was sure his wife was about to rip him a new one.
"I was going to have Charlie marry me and request permission to be the overseer at one of the plantations. It would keep Charlie out of any type of fight and then she I could raise a family. Not having to constantly be on the run and fighting for our lives. A normal life," Jason decided looking at Monroe was a safer idea than trying to look at Charlie.
"I was wrong, you aren't the biggest idiot, you are the leader of the idiot race! In what world would I have accepted marrying you just to save my ass? You turned your back on me! You decided that your father was more important and that was a few weeks after he had tried to kill us when we were on that damn boat with the chemist," Charlie was no longer able to stand the sight of Jason. She decided that leaving the room was the only way that he was going to live to see another.
"Remember our talk about what your job was going to be?"Monroe looked at Jason with a smile.
"Can I start tomorrow?" Jason knew where this was going and it wasn't going to be good.
"Nope," Monroe just pointed towards the door.
"What was that 'job talk' about?" Miles looked confused.
" I gave him the job of Charlotte's personal body guard," Monroe stared out the door.
"You are a son if a bitch Bass," Miles closed his eyes and rested his head on the back of the chair, he was getting tired of all this.
"I can be, but he will give his life before letting anything happen to her," Monroe went and sat by his friend.
"Well if Tom is headed this way, then we need to get her out of here. You said you have been negotiating with California. Send her there with nipples and let's take care of Tom," Miles was concocting the plan in his head.
"No, Charlotte stays here. Here she is well protected by the Militia. Plus, she is helping to get the people onboard with helping to supply troops for the Militia. They see the wife General Monroe and they realize that I am doing this to protect their families," Monroe looked at Miles with a small shrug.
"Wait, you only married Charlie to help your image?" Miles knew that this happy couple crap was nothing more than a Sebastian Monroe scheme.
"No, I married Charlotte because I love her and we want to share our lives together. Plus in a few short months we are going to parents," Monroe leaned back further into his chair.
"Bass, send some men that aren't branded yet to snoop around and find out what the Patriots are up to. Tomorrow you and I will look at the new recruits and see how far behind we are training them," Miles couldn't believe he was going down this road again.
"So, General Matheson is back to help rebuild the Militia?" Monroe sat up a little.
"Yeah, I guess I am back," Miles shrugged, yep those words had come out of his mouth.

So I am going to kick back and work in some plot twists and mystery parts that I hope will make jaws drop. Enjoy, and let me know what you guys think.