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The corporal stopped the vehicle at the hospital and stepped out. Colonel Markham, Texan guard, followed.
“What are we doing here? I want to talk to Major Beck.”
“This is where he is.”
“Is he injured?”
“No.”
“Then why - ?”
“He’s with Heather.” Corporal Jones pointed out a door.
“Knock, or else?” asked the colonel, referring to the sign on ( Read more... )
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“Knock, or else?” asked the colonel, referring to the sign on the indicated door.
Even though you're ripping my heart out, that still made me snicker. ;D
He found the major sitting on the bed in his t-shirt, his arms around someone - presumably Heather - who was curled up, sleeping in his lap.
Guh - not leting go even for a superior officer...I love this guy...
Heather’s eyes snapped open, and the colonel noticed an instinctive flash of fear as she saw him. She tensed, taking on a defensive posture.
Beck cut him off with a look, eyes dark with grief and suppressed rage.
And there goes my heart again...*huggles the both of them*
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