A.N. I can't tell you how much help CajunBear73 and Sentinel103 have been. I tossed this at them close to midnight and when I checked this morning, they had both fired it back with corrections. Thanks Guys

Chapter 17 A Journey Home

The thrum of the four Allison T56-A-15 turboprops reverberated through the airframe as they pushed to plane along at it's cruise speed of close to 300 knots. In the back near the ramp of the C-130 rested its single piece of cargo. A Flag covered casket resting on the deck secured by the hold-downs. Near it stood a young man in U.S. Army Class A's with Staff Sergeant stripes on the upper arms. He was looking at the casket, but he wasn't seeing it. He was seeing the face of a woman that was willing to accept him into her squad and treated him as an equal even though he was half her age despite the reactions of the rest of her squad.

A distance away sat three other people in Class A's, a Corporal, a Specialist and a PFC. There were three cots set up near them where they could catch a few hours sleep on the long flight. They were all looking at the young man. Two were wondering what he was thinking and the third felt she knew all to well. He hadn't said a word to them other than passing orders since before they took off from Merida. That was hours ago. They had already made their scheduled stop at Guam to refuel and were winging their way to the next stop of LAX.

Kim was clinging to Ron when she looked at the other two and said, "Ya know, I hated him last week. After what he did to Ron in that briefing room, I hated him. But now, I couldn't imagine what he's going through. That ceremony was one of the hardest things I've ever done. I never wanna have to do that again."

Kaname never took her eyes off of Sousuke, "That's the second one I've seen."

Ron groaned, "Oh Man! How?"

"Remember me telling you about what happened on the Da Danaan a couple of years ago?

Kim had told Ron about it. She said "Yeah."

Kaname never looked away, "A couple of Sousuke's teammates were killed when Gauron tried to take over. I was there for the roll call and departure ceremony. This one was a lot harder though. I was just a bystander last time. Dana's crew was in formation on the dock with the SRT in the front, I watched Tessa slowly march along in front of them calling their names. 'CPT Gail McAllen,' there was no answer and Mardukus said 'CPT McAllen is on Patrol, ma'am.' She kept walking and calling names ,'Sergeant Major Melissa Mao, Sergeant Kurz Weber, Sergeant Sousuke Sagara,…… Private First Class Lian Xao Ping.' And Mardukus repeated "He's also on Patrol ma'am.' Then we moved to the A.S. hangar for departure. It was one of the saddest things I've ever seen."

Ron interrupted with, "I'm just worried about when we get her home. You heard what he said."

Kaname was still looking at Sousuke, "There's something you need to remember. As hard as it's going to be for us, we're just the support. It'll be worse for him." She stood and looked down at the seated pair. "He has to stand in front of her family and look them in the eyes when we transfer her over." She walked away towards the quiet young man standing near the remains of his comrade and took his arm, laying her head on his shoulder.

Ron said the first thing that came to mind, "Oh God!"

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The plane landed in Los Angles and taxied to the refueling point. While they were on the ground Sousuke retrieved his cell from his bags and dialed the number he had been given for when he needed to call G.J. He was routed to Agent Du and he told the 'Top Agent' that he expected to arrive in about three hours with LT Wiseman. Du mumbled something about 'Amateurs', said he would pass the information on and just hung up. Sousuke looked at the phone for a second wondering what that was about. He replaced the cell in his bag and returned to his vigil.

The others had gotten a few hours sleep on the provided cots, but he had stood watch over her continuously since they left nearly 12 hours ago. He was tired but he wasn't about to turn this over to anyone until he had to. A few more hours and they would be on the ground at the Middleton G.J. base for their layover. He wasn't sure how he was going to do it, but he wanted to watch over her until she was home. He had failed her once before and it had cost her, her life. Not this time.

Kim walked up to him and said, "You need to get some sleep, I'll stand watch."

"I'm fine."

"No you're not. You've been up for nearly twenty-four hours straight. The reason we're here is to help you. We can't do that unless you let us."

"I've had longer Combat Missions before."

Kim had figured out a handle on the somber Sergeant. "This isn't Combat, it's an Escort, and there's four of us. We're here to Honor her and your depriving the rest of us of the chance to do that."

Sousuke's head snapped to glare at her. "Get some sleep, Sergeant. We'll be on the ground in a couple of hours. You're in charge and we need you alert."

His shoulders drooped as he realized she was right. "Wake me 30 minutes before we land."

"You got it." She watched as he walked away unbuttoning his jacket. She turned back to the Flag covered casket, dragged a nearby stool near the head of LT Wiseman and sat down. She looked along the covered rectangular shape and returned her gaze to the blue star spangled field.

Something inside of her compelled her to introduce herself. "H H H Hi, I'm Kim Possible. You don't know me, but you know a friend of mine. He's been thinking about you for a while and he misses you a lot. I'm here with him to take you home." Her voice was breaking as she spoke to this person had never and would never meet.

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The plane landed at the G.J. base and taxied close to the hangar and spun to put the ramp near the hangar doors. After shutting down the engines, the ramp lowered revealing a single man in grubby coveralls. When he saw the Flag draped casket they were unhooking from the hold-downs and spinning in place, his expression changed from bored to fury. He charged up the ramp, spotted the Sergeant stripes and beelined to Sousuke.

"Dear God, please tell me this person isn't a KIA and they're coming here." he snarled.

"She was and is."

"Then why the fuck didn't you call ahead and tell us you were inbound."

"I did."

"What? Who did you talk to?"

"Agent Will Du."

"That son of a bitch! I'll deal with him later." He looked back at the personnel in the hangar. "Alright, fuck it, there's no help for it. Get out on the tarmac and get ready."

He charged back down the ramp into the hangar screaming, "FALL IN, NOW! TODAY PEOPLE TODAY! FALL IN FOR HONOR GUARD AND BEARER DUTY. LET'S GO, PEOPLE, LETS GO!" Throughout the hangar, when they heard 'Honor Guard and Bearer Duty' tools clattered to the floor and people scrambled to get into formation. They fell in, in a single large formation with no respect for rank or position. A group of six were forming up to the side. They had obviously been detailed as Bearers before. A couple of people were rushing to a room on the side of the hangar, opening a door and grabbing a table dolly for her to rest on. They rolled it to the opening of the hangar doors and fell in with the rest.

When he had them in formation, the Chief turned and faced the plane. The Bearer detail marched up the ramp and secured the casket, lifted to the waist, lifted to the shoulder and faced the ramp, then carefully marched down the ramp towards the dolly.

As they came down, Sousuke called "Present Arms" and everyone raised their arms to Render Honors. Once the casket was placed, he called "Order Arms" and the Chief detailed a few men to move her to the opened room. Sousuke had the rest of them go with her while he talked to the Chief. Kim had been right, he needed the few hours sleep he had gotten, because now it looked like he had to go pummel an arrogant 'Top Agent'

When he asked the Chief where he could find Du, the Chief informed him, "You let me handle that bastard. He's embarrassed us for the Last! Time! You just get in there and take care of them. I'll send a man to show you some quarters." He turned to leave, stopped and said, "Oh, and Sergeant, one more thing. You're not the first Escort detail I've seen. I don't know what it is about being in charge of one that make the Leader think he has to do it himself. You've got three other Troopers in there. Use 'em. You need to get some sleep! You look like you need it. Set up a guard rotation, get to your quarters, take a hot shower and get some sleep. Understood?"

"Roger Chief."

"Good. Your hoverjet will be ready first thing in the morning." He stalked away to find a pompous ass and administer corrective training. Along the way, he called for a few of the meanest of his people. Not the biggest, the meanest and they weren't all male either. Du had caused his people to be disrespectful to a Fallen Warrior, and it was an insult that couldn't be allowed to pass unanswered.

From the way the Chief stalked through the hangar gathering people, Sousuke almost pitied 'Top Agent' Du. Almost.

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Ron had volunteered to take the first shift. He was sitting in the doorway to LT Wiseman's room reading on the Kimmunicator when he saw Will Du come scrambling out of the hallway that led deeper into the base. His nose was bloody and had a broken look to it. He was also sporting what looked to be a serious oncoming shiner. The agent started heading Ron's way when Ron jumped to his feet, slamming the chair back and growled. "Please come over here so I can kick your ass! I can't leave until Kaname gets here in an hour."

"Listen Am…"

Ron suddenly exploded in a blue haze, eyes blazing. "SAY IT! CALL ME AN AMATEUR! If I'm an amateur and defeated something you couldn't, what's that make you?"

The doorway slammed open to reveal a group of pissed hangar techs. The haze winked out like it never existed. "Here he is!" Will took off heading to one of the ready hoverjets, jumped in, hit the emergency startup and bolted to the sky.

The hangar chief came in breathing hard, saying, "Don't worry people, he'll be back!" He looked over at Ron, "You need anything, son. Something to drink, bathroom break?"

Ron was staring at the hoverjet disappearing into the lowering evening sky. He answered through gritted teeth, "No Sir. I just need a few minutes alone with flyboy!"

You and me both son, you and me both. But don't you worry, I'll catch up to him. NOBODY embarrasses me like he did. I'll have people on duty all night, y'all just holler if you need anything. Pass the word to your relief."

"Yes Sir."

"You tell that Corporal to pull the Sergeant out of the rotation, he needs the sleep."

Ron was wearing a Zorpox smile, "We already did, Sir. LT Wiseman was a friend of his. He was there when it happened."

"Oh man! Y'all let him sleep. Best thing for him. He's gonna have a killer of a time when he has to turn her over."

"We figured that."

"Alright, I'll see you guys in the morning, G'nite."

"Night Chief." Ron picked up the chair and tried to resume his reading when he saw he had crushed the Kimmunicator in his hands. "AWWWW MAN!"

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The following morning, Sousuke woke at his customary 05:00 and immediately realized something was wrong. No one had woke him up for his shift with LT Wiseman. He quickly shaved, dressed and headed for the hanger to see Kaname sitting on a chair just inside the open door with her Kimmunicator in her hands.

He asked her with simmering anger in Japanese "Kaname-san, why didn't anyone call me for my watch?"

"Sousuke, the fact you failed to wake up on your own means you really needed the rest. We have a long day ahead and you're doing most of the driving after we land. None of us want to die in a car wreck before we get there."

"I should have been here."

"Sousuke, she gave her life trying to protect others. Would she want you or us to get hurt?"

The question stopped him in his tracks. "No."

"Tell you what. You're here now. Take over and I'll go get us some tea."

He nodded. She stood and stretched. Then pulled him into a hug adding, "What are you supposed to say?"

"Good morning, Kaname."

"Good morning, Sousuke. I'll be right back."

She returned a few minutes later saying, "These barbarians have never heard of tea unless it has ice in it. Here." She passed his a cup of coffee.

"I'm going to take a shower and change into a fresh uniform. I'll send either Kim-san or Ron-san up when they're ready, then you get a shower too. Probably Ron-san, because I relieved Kim-san a while ago. OK?"

He nodded to her and she gave him a kiss on the cheek. She left to get ready for the rest of their trip, leaving Sousuke alone with LT Wiseman. He wasn't sure how, but the dreaded feeling of failure, his failure to be there for her, didn't return. Unlike when he had been forced to leave her and the rest of the Indian Ocean SRT behind, this time he wasn't alone. He had help, and friends with him on the journey.

And it made all the difference in the world.

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A few hours later, the scene was radically different from the near fiasco of yesterday. A group of techs had pushed a large hoverjet out of the hangar onto the tarmac, just outside the hangar doors. A few minutes before 08:00 hours, people started coming from every direction, outside the hangar, the doors leading into the base and from the maintenance offices over the hangar, everywhere.

Most were dressed in freshly cleaned and pressed duty uniforms, the maintenance and support staffs. Others were in G.J. dress uniforms, the field agents and Command staffs, including Betty Director. 'Top Agent' William Du was conspicuous by his absence. The Hangar Chief had already talked to Betty about his actions yesterday, and she was furious. Both at Du for what he did and the Chief for taking punitive action against him. Not that she blamed him, but a lynch mob not the way she wanted her people to handle things.

They quietly assembled by groups and fell into formations throughout the hangar and on the tarmac. At 08:00 the doors to the room where LT Wiseman had spent the night opened and, escorted by Sousuke's detail, she was rolled to the edge of the hangar. The agent that was pushing her stopped about ten feet from the doors and the detail walked ahead a little further.

Six agents moved the either side of her and lifted her up, performing the same sidestep, lift/turn maneuver they had seen yesterday. When the bearers stepped off, Sousuke called 'Present Arms' and the assembly 'Rendered Honors', holding the salute until she was aboard the hoverjet.

Betty caught Sousuke's eye, signaling him to wait a moment after everyone left for the day's duties. He told Kim, Ron and Kaname to go ahead and board the hoverjet. Once everyone was out of earshot, she asked him, "How're ya holding up?"

"The mission is going well, Ma'am. It's not a problem."

She shook her head and exhaled with a bit of exasperation. "Don't try to BS me, Sergeant. I know better. I've done this job. And there nothing easy about it. Now why don't you try again and tell me how you're holding up."

Sousuke looked at the hoverjet containing LT Wiseman and looked back at his superior officer, "As well as can be expected, Ma'am."

"Wanna talk about it?"

He looked back to the hoverjet, thinking, "Yes Ma'am, after our return."

"Alright, I'll leave word that you've got an open door. I'll see you when you get back, Sergeant. Carry on."

After exchanging salutes, he boarded the hoverjet for the second-to-last leg of the journey.

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They landed at the Butte, Montana G.J. base and were met by a G.J. Agent in dress uniform and an elderly man. They were standing next to a hearse and a Ford Crown Victoria with government plates. The agent introduced himself as the Agent In Charge of the base and passed them the keys to the large Ford. The elderly man said his name was Marcus Friedman. He was from Porters Corner and would drive the hearse.

Within minutes of landing every Agent in the base was standing outside in formation. Six of them carefully removed LT Wiseman from the hoverjet and marched her to the hearse. On command right arms slowly came up so that the tips of the fingers just touched the right eyebrow, Rendering Honors. Once she was in the hearse, on command, the arms were lowered. Mr. Freidman closed the rear door and waited. You could clearly see the Flag draped casket through the large windows of the hearse.

The A.I.C. passed Sousuke a couple of cards and a route map to Porters Corner, saying, "Just in case. The business card has my cell number on it. 24/7, you need anything in the next few days, you let me know. The credit card is for gas, just use it at the pumps. They have a couple of rooms ready for you when you arrive. Drop the car off here and we'll get you transport back to Headquarters. Any questions, Sergeant?"

"No Sir."

"Carry on, Sergeant."

They exchanged salutes and Sousuke turned to Mr. Friedman. "Sir?"

"We got about an hour drive, son. Easy roads all the way. You just stick on my bumper and I'll get y'all there."

The young Sergeant looked towards the Crown Vic to see Ron carrying both his own and Sousuke's bags. It was a heavy load because of the weapons duffel. Kim and Kaname were each carrying their own and placing them in the trunk.

"We'll be ready in a few minutes, Sir."

"Son, you're bringing home the sister of a friend of mine. My names Marcus and I'd be pleased if you'd use it."

The old man could see that Sousuke was clearly uncomfortable with that. He smiled and said, "How 'bout Mr. Friedman?"

"Thank you, Mr. Freidman. We'll be ready in a moment."

"Well, I'm gonna go get her started up, y'all just give a wave when you're ready." As he walked away, he pulled out a cell and made a quick call. He climbed into the hearse, started the engine and pulled ahead to the gate and waited.

When Sousuke returned to the car, Kim said. "We're loaded up."

"Very good. Let's go."

For once neither Kim nor Ron even tried to get in the front seats. They climbed in and he pulled away from the base falling in behind the hearse. As they drove, it became evident that it wasn't the first time the old man had lead someone like this. He drove right at the speed limit, allowed plenty of time for both vehicles to make it through lights and when he pulled away from stop signs, he made sure they were through before accelerating.

Back in the Crown Vic, Kaname had taken Sousuke's hand and held it as they got on to Interstate 15. In the backseat Kim and Ron were talking in low murmurs to let both couples have some privacy. They didn't really have a chance to talk yesterday after landing in Middleton and hoverjet was too noisy for the low level talk they wanted to have. They sat in the back seat leaning against each other, heads close together.

"Can you believe it, Ron? None of those people at these bases even knew her. And not a one of them complained about having to stand there. I can understand the Mithral people, but G.J.?"

"I know. Blew my mind too."

"And a lot of them were in dress uniforms, Ron! You know how much work these things are. The Chief must have been calling people all night."

"Yeah. You know how I had the first shift after you left the hangar?"

"Uh huh."

"Well, the hangar crew, they were pissed. That's the only way to say it. After you left, they went hunting. They already got one piece of 'Top Agent' Du." From the way he snarled 'Top Agent Du' Kim knew he was still furious at the man. "He came into the hangar running like I use to trying to get away from monkeys, trying to get away from 'em." He grinned a bit. "I know he's gonna have a black eye and I think they broke his nose. He scrambled a hoverjet and blasted out of there."

"I wondered where he was today, Dr. Director was soooo tweaked that he wasn't there."

"Yeah. Well after he took off, the Chief, all he said to the techs was, 'Cleaned and pressed first thing in the morning.' and you saw what they looked like. There wasn't a speck on any of 'em."

He turned and looked at her with an expression she had never seen. It seemed to be one of almost infinite sadness. "Ron?"

He whispered, "Kim, I thought you were a hero. I thought I could be a hero. But that woman in the car in front of us… she gave everything." A lone tear fell. "And there's nothing we've done that compares. Sure, I stopped the aliens, and you stopped the Diablo's. But we're still alive. And now we have to face her family, and I don't know if I can do it. And Sagara, how he's going to it, God, I have no idea. Kim, I'd rather face the aliens again!"

"I know Ronnie. But just like every time you were there for me, I'm here for you. And right now she's there for him, just like we are. I figured out why they have that four man rule. This is why. To help each other. Kaname told me a lot about what happened when she was killed. He had to leave them behind and walk out alone. But he's not alone this time. And neither are you." She placed her hands on his face and said, "You will never face the world alone again, Ron. I promise you. We'll get through this sitch together."

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The drive was mostly silent as they wound their way towards Porters Corner. About a ten miles from the small town, things changed a bit. A Sheriff's car that had passed going the other way, kicked on his lights, spun around and sped past them again. When he passed the hearse, he pulled in front and slowed to the speed limit, lights still flashing. A few minutes later, another Sheriff's car pulled up behind them, lights flashing.

A couple of State Police motorcycle Troopers roared past them lights flashing and sirens blaring. They leapfrogged each other clearing the way at intersections. They had just picked up an escort. Cars coming the other way turned on their headlights and pulled to the side. The cars following them also turned on their headlights and didn't try to pass them.

For Kim and Ron, this mission was an education. They had never seen anything like it. No one they knew in Middleton had joined the Service and the town didn't really have a history of Military Service. Mostly because of the Space Center. It kept the younger workers close to home.

They started seeing yellow ribbons tied around trees in the front yards of the homes they were passing. Small Flags were stuck in the ground in near the sidewalks of others. When they entered the town itself, they passed the courthouse, it's Flag was at half-staff. Townsfolk lined the streets and everyone pulled off their hat and caps.

Evidently the phone call Mr. Freidman had made had alerted the town she was coming. As far as these people knew, she was a U.S. Servicemember Killed In Action, and that was all that mattered. Her status with Mithral remained a secret, but her Service wasn't. Somehow Kim and Ron got the idea that even if it had been pouring down rain, they still would have come out to the streets and sidewalks and paid their respects.

As they approached the funeral home the motorcycle Troopers accelerated away and pulled to either side of the entrance, dismounted and removed their helmets. Holding them under their left arms, on either side of the hearse, they saluted as she passed. The Sheriff's cars peeled off and found parking spaces close by. The hearse pulled under the carport to the funeral home and came to a stop. Sousuke stopped beside it. Once she had past, the Troopers remounted and followed, parking their bikes beside the Sheriff's cars near the carport. Setting their helmets on the seats of their motorcycles they and the Sheriff Deputies approached the hearse.

Sousuke, Kim, Ron and Kaname exited the car and waited for what came next. From inside the funeral home a small group of people came out. An older couple in their late forties to early fifties and another couple who looked to be in their late twenties. The older couple and the man were clustered around the woman. Kim, Ron and Kaname all had the same thought. 'Oh God! It's her. LT Wiseman's sister.' Sousuke glanced at them and back to the hearse. His face had turned as hard as the armor on the ARX7.

Mr. Friedman went and opened a double door to the funeral home and pulled a casket dolly from inside. He placed it behind the hearse and opened the door. It was obvious from the design that the casket was simply pulled onto the dolly. The Sheriff Deputies and Troopers looked at the dolly then at each other.

One of them asked Sousuke, "Sergeant, may we act as Bearers. It would be an Honor." Kim thought she was going to start crying right there. Ron had his stone face again. Kaname's was almost as hard. What Sousuke was thinking was anybody's guess. These men didn't know who she was, all they saw was a Flag draped casket. But they were willing, almost begging, to carry her for a while.

Sousuke replied, "Certainly."

Mr. Freidman pulled the dolly back about ten feet and waited, The Deputies took the head of the casket and the Troopers the foot. They lifted to the waist and carefully walked her forward. These men had no intention of lifting her to their shoulders. The minimal distance and lack of two more bearers precluded that. The men moved her towards the dolly, and as they had so many times before, Sousuke's detail 'Rendered Honors'. The lawmen walked her to the dolly and gently set her down.

Sousuke looked at the Sheriff Deputies and Troopers and said, "Thank you, Gentlemen."

One of the Deputies said "Our pleasure, Sergeant." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a business card. He handed it to Sousuke saying, "If you need anything while you're in town, you call me."

"Roger."

The Troopers remounted and rode away as the Sheriff Deputies pulled out.

Sousuke looked at the casket again trying to gather the courage and strength to do what came next. While he had been talking to the Sheriff, the woman and her family had clustered around the casket.

Kaname, Ron and Kim had formed up and were standing at Attention. Sousuke took a deep breath and began to speak the words he had been rehearsing to himself for the last three days. The words required of him by Mithral Command.

"Ma'am, are you Mrs. Faith Chambers?"

"Yes."

He saluted saying, "I am Staff Sergeant Sousuke Sagara, it has been my Duty, Honor and Privilege, to lead the Escort to bring your loved one home again."

He was enveloped by a woman whose face bore a striking resemblance to one in his memory, tears streaking her face. "Thank you! Thank you! You brought Grace home and I'll never be able to thank you enough for that." Glancing at Kaname and receiving a nod, he put his arms around her slightly.

The man who was evidently her husband stepped close and with hard eyes and a very low, grim, growling tone asked, "I just wanna know why a Sergeant is escorting a Lieutenant? When I was an officer in Bosnia, the Escort was always supposed to senior to the deceased. And I don't think that things have changed that much."

The woman turned back and with a hurt tone, said "Carl?!"

'Carl' stood looking at Sousuke and said "Well."

"Sir, my presence was at the request of LT Wiseman. Her Final Request was that her squad be the ones to Escort her home. I was the only surviving member from her last mission."

He drew back and eyes softened as the perceived insult was instantly forgotten. He swallowed and said, "I'm sorry, this has just been very hard for Faith. They didn't tell us anything other then Grace was a KIA and she was unrecoverable."

Faith asked, "You were there?"

"Yes Ma'am."

The woman was trembling and her breath was almost a stutter. Please, Please. Please tell me…. Please tell me it wasn't a waste. Please tell me she didn't die in vain."

Sousuke had his orders about revealing information on Mithral operations to uncleared personnel. But somehow, standing in front of this woman who was begging for something, what he didn't know, those orders didn't seem to matter so much.

"No Ma'am. LT Wiseman's sacrifice lead directly to preventing a nuclear weapon from falling into terrorist hands. The operation is classified, but her actions helped prevent the deaths of thousands, maybe millions of people."

She enveloped him again stuttering "Thank you's" as her tears darkened his jacket.

Carl whispered something to her and her head popped up. She looked at rest of the team and let him go and moved on the each of them in turn. Grabbing them in a hug and saying "Thank you." She had started at Kaname and worked her way up to Kim. When she got to her, Kim said, "It's no big, Ma'am."

Faith pulled away and peered at the young woman in front of her. Her gaze moved to the nameplate on her right breast where she saw the name 'Possible'. Her head snapped to the chest of slightly taller young man to Kim's left. She saw the name 'Stoppable' there. To his left she saw the name 'Chidori' but that didn't ring any bells.

She looked back at Kim saying, "Are you...are you really.."

Sousuke quickly intervened, he quietly said, "Ma'am, we are in pubic! And there are aspects of LT Wiseman's Service that must remain secret."

Faith looked around at the group and then looked at Carl. "Honey?"

"Why don't you all come back to our place? We'll have lunch will ready soon."

Ron's stomach answered for him. RRRRRRRRR. Sousuke answered for the rest, "We'd be Honored, Sir."

"Follow us."

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