Post by bonhommearmonica on Dec 22, 2014 17:51:05 GMT -6
First the stroy alexander delano macer came from
and James bach
and Admiral Phillip De'Chaz
forgive the spelling errors and mistakes it is as it was
Drunkards, Fools, oh and Americans
USS Providence-E
American Territorial waters
South China Sea
"Captain to the Bridge," Commander West ordered as he sat in his command chair. "Boats get me the damn info on my Viewer now!"
The comm line answered, "What the hell is going on West?" A Female voice answered, "Nevermind I see it. Battlestations..I am on my way.. "
"Aye, Mam Battlestations," Commander West repeated. The Sirens sounded throughout the ship per protocol.
"Commander, we are being hailed." Boats looked at her Viewer over her eye,
"Its the Commander of the UN relief fleet. An Admiral Jean Muhammed Peirre wishes to speak to the Commanding Officer.."
"Put the damn Frog on the Viewer. Feed it to the Captain.. Let her answer," West ordered..
"On Viewer, feeding it to the Captain," Boats manipulated the holo controls..
The viewer showed the French Admiral and only the captains face as she responded, "Good Afternoon Admiral. This is Captain Leann G. Sanchez, of the USS Providence dash E. " The Captain responded as she headed towards the Bridge.
"Well, Captain Sanchez," the French Admiral diplomatically lied. "We are here to help to administer foriegn aide to the Chinese. It appears that the UN has decided to aide the Republic of China in its rebuilding efforts."
"Thats, funny Frogman. I know of no Republic of China. " Sanchez was running when she reached the bridge. Catching her breath,"Nor am I aware of any need for relief. What I do see is a lot of pretenders who are violating american Waters." She Communicated in hand signals to the Boats as she sat in her Chair, "Admiral I will assume your fleet is experiencing a .. A navagational error.. Leave and we will not sink your entire fleet.."
"Captain you can drop the act, my ships are putting into Hong Kong. You are one ship and regardless of American Bravo, you cant fight us all by your self."
"You and what army," The captain Smiled. "Intelligence gave us a heads up that this might Occur. The problem you people have is that you do not know the Seven P's of leadership," She turns to the Boats. "Initiate Medal of of honor Battle scenario, Sargent McKinney protocols. "Alrighty then you gay french bastard.. Let see what you got."
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June 6th, 2006
South China Sea
"What the hell," Captain Sanchez uttered.. "We are in the fight our lives and then poof. The enemy is gone.."
"Captain, we've lost contact with a third of our drones.." Boats moved her screens, "Sat Nav.. is.. Mam, Sat nav is not on Freq.."
"I'll be damned," Captain Sanchez got a worried look on her face. She brought up her screen, "Initiate full signal scan now. Damage control go to Robinson Protocols.."
"Damage Control. Robinson Protocols Captain," Boats answered. She gave out the orders from the Captain.
The XO looked at the Captain, "Mam?" The XO read the results that were coming in, "My god.. "
"Exactly," Captain Sanchez looked at the information in front of her. "Commander West.." The Captain grimaced, "It looks like we have several old sat feeds to hack. Get the Intel Lt on the horn. I want access. Boats get me a time check from, any damn way you can.."
"Time check," Boats curiously asked?
"The Stirling Protocols.." Captain Sanchez looked worried, "In fact go ahead and initiate them Boats. Prepare for Deep Sea Dive once repairs are completed."
"The Stirling Protocols," one of the officers jokingly ask. "That was just a joke every one gets hit with at the Academy. Then they use it with the Zombie Protocols as punishment for Cadets who dont behave.. It is just a joke right Captain?"
"Boats," The Captain responds. "This one is all yours."
"Ensign Carson. In your whole time in the US Navy have they every wasted a moment not preparing you for every possible contingency.. think real hard."
"Boats," The Ensign looked at her. Seeing her face, "Master Chief Shelts, are you telling me that they were dead serious about it.."
"The ability to think on your feet in involves advanced game theory Ensign. Part of it is the ability to think in, on, and out of the box. The process for creating quick accurate solutions comes from stretching that unused portion of grey matter in between your ears." Boats explained as she sent out orders, "You remember all the protocols any way right.."
"Yes, Master chief," The ensign responds.
"That was the point.. The ability to deal with experiences outside your normal day to day requires some prep work. It is why your were assigned to the Providence E, Ensign. Captain Sanchez read your intelligence file."
"Distillation of Science Fiction events into general Survival rules for reality," Captain Sanchez spoke, "It is why I horse traded for you."
"Mam," embarrassed the Ensign looked down. "I wrote that in a bar near Annapolis. I was drunk.. I got four demerits for it.."
"Ensign, the Captain has friends in the Academy who sent her a copy. " The Commander Smiled, "Cadets have to keep their feet in the mud for a while not their heads in the clouds. We know you wrote it drunk, Master Chief got the recordings of you writing it."
"I.." The ensign was surprised..
"The Captain was using a form of Saber metrics and Evolutionary training Protocols to maximize the Providence E's manning capabilities," Boats continued to work as she chewed.
"Quit fluffing the Ensign," Captain Sanchez growled. "Ensign, Regardless of where when we are." She looks at Boats.
Upon seeing the Captains face, "Aye mam on it."
"You will now go through the Five major science Fiction shows of our time and apply your paper. I want an episode by Episode break down." The Captain looked at the XO, "You will turn your episode by episode break down in to the Commander."
The ensign looks at Captain Sanchez..
"Applied Game Theory ensign. After that you will go through the video games the same way.." Captain Sanchez caught a look from Boats and got up. The Captain walks over to her and got the results whispered to her.
"Do not worry Ensign, we all get the same weird assignments," The XO speaks real low. "I am now a near expert on applied gardening and farming."
"Gardening and Farming," The ensign asked?
"Boats is an expert on Fashion, trends, and designers," The XO Smiles. "She still holds it against the Captain to this day. Everyone on the Providence E gets it. We each have been forced to Develop a skill outside .."
"XO, initiate Stirling Protocols with the Wells directive.." The Captain went back to her Command chair, "Do not feel bad.. I had to learn all the Apocrypha from the christian church. Not mention the Jews and the Muslims.." The Captain Takes a deep breath as she turns on the shipwide, "All hands this is the Captain. I have been forced to initiate the Wells Protocols. For unknown reasons, through a Stirling Event we have been thrust into the Past. Your Department heads will be briefed and then your Chiefs. Please have Patience. This is not a drill.."
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SpaWar
San Deigo
The Admiral looked at the video as it played, "Is this real?"
"Admiral.. This is not a joke. The NSA confirmed the Sat images. The Vessel appeared out of nowhere. Ten minutes ago it re-submerged as it was sailing at forty knots." The Agent Zoomed in, "It appears the crew was in the process of making repairs. "
"Whose ship is it," the Admiral watched the repair procedures. "I have never seen anything like this before."
The Agent Zoomed in, "This appears to be a version of the American Flag. We counted the Stars Admiral. Fifty Nine in all.."
The Admiral was quite for a few moments, "What have we observed on the international com?"
"Sir, the Chinese are having a duck fit. The Russian quickly went quiet five minutes in. Several of our allies have made quiet inquires across intelligence agencies.. They all saw the Flag and it appears to have disturbed all of them.."
"Our own agencies," The Admiral Inquired?
"Not a single one has an answer. You have the heads of all the agencies wanting a word with you. They are concerned because some of the things the Analyst found are.. Well they are not past testing phase." The Agent Paused, "They all want answers from us. Your wanted for the Presidents briefing in three minutes."
"Just what the hell am I supposed to tell them. Yes I saw the same footage showing systems we have pitched but not started work on." The Admiral shook his head, "You Said Three minutes till POTUS is on the line." The Admiral gets up, " I should make it to the Communications room. Agent West, your with me."
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White House
Secured Conference Room
President Bush drummed his fingers on the table, " A US of A Flag with Fifty Nine star and some advanced toys in play that are still on the drawing boards.Yall telling me this is real?"
The Admiral on the Video screen responded, "Mr. President you have my word this is real. Under Three hours ago this footage was taken in South China Sea. The Designation of the USS PROVIDENCE dash E is seen here.."
"So they might be Americans, " The Chairman JCS responds. Bringing up the ships photo's, "It appears it has has been in a battle quiet recently. They were forced to make repairs. And this," General Myers points to the drones. "These designs have just been brought up for DARPA review. These Drones should not be in service for a few more years."
"So we have a ship from our future," The Vice President sighed. "Any Attempts at Communication from the Providence E?"
Sec Def Rumsfeld sat quietly, "No Communication from the Providence E."
The President drums his fingers on the table and stands up, "First 9-11, The war on Terror, and now this. I should have told them to have JEB run instead.." The President looked at a photo of the Providence E..
"Mr. President, " The chairman of the JCS responded.
"Where is our USS Providence," The President asked?
"George," Rumsfeld responds?
"If they are from the future and American, then odds are she is the successor to our Providence. They might feel like she is kin. Cancel her Present Orders and send her to the last know coordinates of our visitors from the future." The President does not turn around, "Send her by herself and for love of god, only fire if fired upon."
The Admiral on the Video screen answered," Aye Mr. President. Send the USS Providence to the last known location and attempt contact."
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The question isn't who is going to let me; it's who is going to stop me.
Ayn Rand
Conference Room
USS Providence E
Hidden Location
"..Present state of world affairs," Lt Commander Blue finished his Presentation.
"So we have George W. Bush and his ilk in the White House," Boats looked at the Third officer. "Pre World war three.."
"We have confirmation that we are in the year 2006. June 6th 2006, to be exact." Commander West quietly added, "We have a few other issues."
"Give me the assessment, split between internal and External. "
"Captain. Our internal issue go between Personnel and Supplies." The XO brought up the Stirling Protocols, "We are all familiar with these. We have thirty two married personnel, ten with children, Eighteen single parents, Seventeen with partners of some sorts, and four question marks whose loved ones were in our time." The XO continued, "We can hope twenty of the Affairs will lower what we face on this front."
"So we seventy one personnel with huge emotional issues. Twenty might be accounted for.." Captain Sanchez looked over at her CMO, "I want Psych treatment to begin as soon as we leave this room for the seventy one."
The Lt. Commander nodded, "Yes mam." Looking at Chaps, "I am going to need you to sit in on it."
The Lt. looked at CMO," Wilson.. I will be there to assist. Before we continue," chaps paused. "I have to request a full eval of the Command Crew."
Every one looked at Chaps..
"Chaplin Stevenson is correct," Captain Sanchez Grimaced. "We will go first."
Commander West continued, "The next part of the Protocols covers contact with Family members. " The XO paused, "Doc. We are gonna need a full confirmation of Family members in this time. The best Example for me to add is my Grandfather. He is on Admiral Reese's staff at SpaWar in San Diego. If we make contact with this time period we will need this information."
Most of the people in the Briefing are quiet..
"We have to be careful," the CMO added. "Some people might be ashamed.Thankfully the Protocol is clear on the simple solution, we are going to have to keep everyone busy."
The Captain drummed her fingers, "Lt. Lin?"
"Captain Sanchez. Unfortunately the natives intelligence apparatus had a full shot of the vessel and some of the Tech. Some of it is still at the Design stage. Our presence has caused some dangerous waves on the Tech front. The enemies of the United States also got a clear view of the tech in operation." Lt. Lin stood up, "Even if we hack and erase the Databases we would have to kill the native who saw the tech. Stirling Protocol four states that once changes have been made.."
"We are forced to stay and keep our worlds history on the closest track we can." Captain Sanchez was not happy, "How bad a change?"
"the drone tech is the worse part. The designs we use according to the Database and Chief Uts, is only in the we have an idea phase at DARPA. Monitored traffic confirmed that DARPA has had the designed accessed in the last three hours." Lt. Lin looked at the Captain, "The advance was about five years to testing. However that is not the main issue. The Damage Control drones were not a pipe dream for eight year. Chief Uts walked me through the tech tree faster then I could get from the database."
"Boats, Have Chief Uts report to the Conference room when this is over." Sanchez shakes her head, "Unfortunately we will have to make contact here soon. It appears we have caused a major problem. The Damn drones were instrumental in us winning World War Three. Now the enemies of America now of the basic outlines."
Chaps looked at the Captain, "The crew will eventually have to be given shore leave. We have a lot of work ahead of us.."
A comm chimed, "Ensign Carson to Captain Sanchez."
"Go ahead Ensign," Sanchez ordered.
"Several of the Natives have dispatched boats looking for us." Ensign Carson Paused, "Mam we are being hailed. It is by the Providence SSN-719, LA class sub. Our namesake.."
"Commander West," the Captain calmly spoke. "We all know the protocols. I want your thoughts all sent to me via the Command crews intranet. Lets go greet the natives."
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Bridge of the Ivan
Glasnost Class Sub
Captain Morlavitch read the report with doubt on his face, "I thought I drank to much."
"Captain," The security officer spoke. "This is no joke. The American Vessel in question appeared in the middle of the South China Seas. Our agents report that the US Navy has detached the USS Providence to investigate. DC has put a security lockdown on information flow."
"Let me Guess the US Navy is claiming it is merely running war games," The Russian Captain shook his head. "An American Flag with fifty nine stars and battle damage. Made repairs at open sea and then promptly disappeared."
"Yes.. Putin wants you to investigate. If necessary destroy the Ship." The Intelligence officer sighed, We are all expendable if necessary. It appears the ship is from the future and we cant allow the technology to fall into American hands."
"This would mean war," The Captain looked at the Intelligence officer. After a moment, "Are you insane? We are to go rogue.."
"Think for a moment Captain. How much of a further edge would the Americans have if they get their hands on this technology. Ships that can be repaired easily at sea. Cruise at Forty knots wounded.. Think how quickly the Americans could gain an edge. If we do not stop them..We will all be learning English."
The Russian Captain closed his eyes. After a moment he initiates a ship wide communication, "All hands, this is the Captain.."
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Pacific Ocean
Three hours later
USS Providence (SSN-719)
"..I repeat.. We are a US Naval vessel," The acting CO of the USS Providence (SSN-719) called out. "Chinese Vessel.. Stand down or we will be forced.."
"Lt. We have incoming, " The Chief Responded.
"Sir," STS 1 interjected. "The package is moving on an intercept course." STS 1 pauses, "Lt.."
"Surface chief, Now," the Lt Orders. "We might survive."
The torpedoes hit the other ship..
"Confirmation sir, The package was hit," STS 1 responds.
"Do they need assistance," the Chief ask..
"Sir, we have message from the package," STS 1 blinks. "Captain Sanchez advises us to head towards Sand Diego quickly. We have been given two minutes to get as far as we can. "
"What," the Lt sounded confused.
"They have given the Chinese sub ten seconds to retreat or be destroyed," the chief responds.
"Get us out of here now," the Lt. Orders.
The USS Providence surfaces and tries to gain speed at the same time..
"Sir, torpedo's are in the water," The STS 1 responds. "The are heading towards the Package."
"Whats the Package doing," the Lt. Ask?
"Sir, they launched something. " the Sonar tech spoke.
Four seconds later, the em pulse hits the Providence.. The waves shake the boat for the next minute. The lights go dark..
"Sir we are dead in the water," the Chief grimaces.
"What the hell was that," the Acting CO takes a deep breath?
"Sir, my guess is that the Chinese sub is no longer there." The STS 1 responds, "Our MAD systems were damaged in the Attack."
"All right send runners," the Lt speaks. "Let me know about the engines.."
After three minutes, three loud clanks go through the sub. The USS Providence begins moving.
The Frustration raises in the area, "Can we get eyes outside without opening up the top hatches." The Lt. turns to the Chief, "We have got about two hours of air. Ideas.."
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Never throughout history has a man who lived a life of ease left a name worth remembering.
Theodore Roosevelt
San Diego
32nd Street
June 8th, 2006
Admiral Reese was not to happy, "These bastards.."
Agent West had said nothing. He looked at the Providence as the crew from the USS Providence E were out in weird looking suits. "Yes sir. That they are.."
"Four tons of Cat Litter," Admiral Reese shook his head. "How in the hell is that supposed to remove radiation." The dump trucks had E personnel in them, "See that Agent."
"They told us they would handle the radiation," Agent West watches as woman with the Anchor and Two Stars on her gear pours a green substance on the Kitty Litter. As it foams she has others of lower Ranks stirring the Material. Seeing something, the Master chief gets Pissy and starts talking with someone from her helmet. "At least they got the personnel in their med bay. Treating for Radiation poisoning.."
"I still have a hard time believing them. If they can prevent Cancer from exposure.." Admiral Reese shakes his head, "It is funny that the other Brass are waiting for them to clean up the radiation before showing up."
A female with the Silver Spread Eagle on her gear Approached the two men. "Admiral Reese," The Captain Saluted.
Returning the Salute, "Captain Sanchez I assume."
"We have a problem.. The Cat litter is not the type we asked for. Apparently whoever got that for you is incompetent. We told you scentless plain.. Some moron in your Supply department mixed in other elements. I want his name.. Per naval Protocol I am forced to hold his mast for dereliction of duty
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Admiral Reese got a look on his face, "I will..Look into the matter.."
"Figures.. The corruption and incompetence in this time is legendary.." She turns and gives order.. The personnel shake their heads as the orders are relayed. The Personnel stop what they are doing and start to walk away from the job..
"What are they doing," Admiral Reese gets a look on his face.. The Captain turns and starts to walk away. The Admiral puts his hand on the Captains shoulder, "I did not dismiss you Ca.."
He freezes after the metal from a blade goes between his legs. Captain Sanchez paused, "We offered to remove the Radiation from your boat as a gesture of good faith. Yet your people delivered substandard material because it was cheaper. Then you do not immediately punish the perpetrator."
"We.. I do not know who did this .." Admiral Reese froze.
"I can see personally now why the F#$%ing Wartime President had most of the Generals and Admirals relieved for God D#$% incompetence. Their is no way in hell your kind would of had the stones to fight World War Three. Thank you for answering that historical question.. " Slightly twisting the blade, "As for your unwelcome touch.. If I was not a guest on your base right now I would have denutted you. For the record I do not find you attractive so slowly remove your hands off my shoulder. We know how you and some of your other personnel are sexual predators."
The Admiral's eyes were wide. He stumbled for words, " You cant.. I.. I am an Admiral."
Agent West shook his head, " Captain Sanchez Perhaps we can mark this off as a ..A cultural misunderstanding.. Apparently things have changed in US Military culture between our time Periods.."
"You said a mouth full," Captain Sanchez looked at Agent West. "Go ahead make your pitch."
"I will see to it that the men who did this are punished.." Agent West tried to respond.
"Not Good enough.. My Sailors and Marines have seen this crap. The ones who messed this up have to be punished in front of my men. I can not have two sets of discipline.. One for your people and then one for mine.. Either deliver them for Mast or no deals. Ever!!!"
"You cant just demand that we turn Lt. Horsh over," The Admiral paused as he caught his slip up..
Agent West picked up his phone and made a phone call.. "You moron.."
"Agent West you cant side with that Skank on," Admiral Reese stopped again as the blade moved.
As his cell phone dialed, "Hey John.. Yeah its West.." After a few seconds, "Got you John. Their Watching us," Agent West looks up," Admiral Clarke has relieved Admiral Reese, effective immediately.."
"They're watching. Now, I am listening," Captain Sanchez looked the Admiral in the eyes.
"I know.. He screwed the pooch, " Agent West took a deep breath. "Captain Sanchez, the Chief of Naval Operations has personally relieved Admiral Reese."
"Not good enough Agent West." Captain Sanchez voice showed a touch of anger, "We are sick of this crap.. We want Competent Liaison Officers and we want them now. However we are choosing who they are this time.. " Syncing in with the phone call, "John is it.."
Taking a moment, "Captain Sanchez.."
"John Put Rumsfeld on.. And do not feed me any crap," Captain Sanchez Growled..
Some sounds are made in the background, "This is Rumsfeld.. Captain Sanchez is it?"
"I take it ole George.. The President is listening.."
"Captain Sanchez, I can hear ya loud and clear. What is the issue here," The Texas Drawl came out a little bit.
"Your time is full of incompetent officers and corrupt men. This was a test and your men failed on something so easy.. Then they tried to lie their way out of it.." Captain Sanchez sighed, "However it has become apparent we cant even trust you on simple things.."
"So they brought the wrong litter.. Young lady you forget your," Rumsfeld interrupted.
"Mr. President.. New deal time.. You Sec Def will stand relieved.. His cronies almost left you with a radioactive sub and four tons of radioactive kitty litter." A very calm speaking Captain, "The added chemicals interfere with the absorption process. They also prevent recycling and neutralization of the Radioactive material."
"You do not dictate terms," Rumsfeld was interrupted..
"Shut up and sit down," Bush forcefully ordered.. Before he started to speak, "Young lady you said four tons of.."
"Yes Mr. President.. Their actions could of got a lot of people killed.." Sanchez took a moment, "Our United States was forced to develop the Technology we are improvising after Two cities got nuked. We know this works because we had to use it."
"I see," President Bush answered. Sighing, "What are the terms of the new deal your proposing. "
"Yes Sir Mr. President.. My people will send you the list in about two hours." Sanchez paused, "Till then have Agent West here get us the proper type of Kitty Litter. For the love of god Plain with no other crap in it."
"You know you could come to DC to talk." The President added,"You have my word that nothing will happen to you or your ship."
Twisting the blade still on Reese again, "Mr. President we can not trust your people. Your administration and the next few will have been Penetrated by various countries spy networks. Once our Liaison is chosen, we will have them begin the hunt for them. Sanchez out." She cut off the line and walked away, "You have two hours to get me my new kitty litter, Agent West.."
Agent West talked on his phone for a moment.. He watches as the Captain turned around and signaled Boats. Boats gave an order or two..
"I have no clue what they are doing," Agent West answered. He watched a very long tube being brought from the Boat. Green Sludge was being sucked into the tube. "Looks like they are taking the bad Mix into their ship."
Two Marine MP's walked up with mikes on, "Admiral Reese.. You will come with us sir. Admiral Clark was quite clear."
"But.. I retire in two years.." Admiral Reese was blubbering..
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Bridge
USS Providence
Lt. Lin was listening to the exchange, "She did it Commander. "
Commander West was watching the Intell feeds they were monitoring, "It appears they think we took the Litter back so we dont give up secrets." reading the feeds, "Have Boats NOT release the dump truck. Take it apart and dump some peroxide on some of the parts.."
"I'll have one of my people 'accidentally' lose it. Or maybe trade it.." Lt. Lin smiled, " That should keep them busy for a little bit of time."
Lt. Commander Blue walked up to the Commander, "Sir.. I have the list you requested finished, sir.."
The Commander bumped his pad against the 3rd officers pad. He sped read the data as it transferred, "This is.."
He took the pad and banged it against the Intell officers pad. "Lt. Lin. Thoughts?"
Reading the List just as quickly and the cross references, "We must inform the Captain. So many of future leaders.. My God.." Lt. Lin shook his head as something crossed his mind, "Commander, at this time we must initiate phase three of upgraded security. I must second Doc's and Chap request to get our sailors some shore time quickly. Their psychological health may now impact security."
"Understood I will pass it on to the Captain."
Blue responded, "Sir, Doc said its your turn for psych.."
"I," Commander West was not happy.. "Fine I will go. Lt. Commander, the bridge is yours."
Chief Uts interrupted, "Scout team one has reported in. John Connor directive in effect, insertion positive."
"Chiefs Papers held," Lt. Lin asked.
"Confirmed Lt." Chief relayed. " Main security detail established. Secondary objectives being met."
"Commander West," Lt. Commander Blue looked at West..
"Third.. I know my way to Doc's office," Commander West responded as he left the bridge.
"Lt. Lin.. Keep an eye on the personal Traffic lightly. Do not get cocky.. These people may be more primitive by our standards.. They however, are on top of the food chain for a reason. I want you to spend an hour a day coming up with a way your more primitive counter parts could defeat you. Have your team join. Say at Pt or lunch.."
Lt. Lin got a look on his face..
"Lt.Lin," the much older third officer responded. "Your still green. " Standing tall as he reviewed his pad, "You know my profile. I was one of the ones on a Judges pass. Jail or Military.."
Lt. Lin was very quiet..
"I stuck around and made officer. I want to share something with you. That package being protected.. Well, his counterparts had the same thought processes.." Lt. Commander Blue continued the Lecture, "Keep this in mind. The 'best' political minds and sharks got outplayed. Oh what could he do."
Lt. Lin nodded, "The Dark horse debate." Pausing, "Very Well Lt. Commander I will have a small team run the Red Cell scenarios."
Coming back on the Bridge, Captain Sanchez was still in her Field gear.
Chief Utz called, "Captain on Deck!"
"Carry on," Sanchez responded. "Lt. Lin go form Red team. I want the brainstorming by morning shifts muster." Turning to Lt. Commander Blue, "Update."
Commander blue spent a minute summarizing events.
"Good.. Good catch Blue.." She paused, "So far it looks like the natives are not using Applied Game theory. We await their response when we send our requested Liaison officer's Names."
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Smoke deck
Training base San Diego
June 10th, 2006
The seaman took a drag, "So what would you do STG 1?"
"Seaman Kann.. If the sailor in question joined the military under a false name, was an illegal immigrant, and was wanted in another country for murder I would have to have him discharged. He clearly is not fit to be in the Navy. It would not matter what heroic acts he may have performed.."
As the first class continued, A chief was on his cell phone. "My Dear.."
Captain Sanchez responded so Chief could hear, "I'll be damned it was true.. Word for damn word.." The two listened as each of the senior enlisted all said the same thing..
Seaman Kann waited as each answered. With an evil smile, "So STG1 Shine, your telling me John Paul Jones would not be welcomed in his own Navy."
"That is not funny. The rules are different now and you know that." The STG 1 was getting mad, "Your being a prick."
"No STG1.. My mother always told me you dance with the lady who brought you to the Party." Shaking his head,"Damn shame Navy's come to this.." Seaman Kann stood up, "I am going back to work."
"You were not dismissed seaman," STG1 stood up.
One of the Chiefs responded, "STG1 let it go. Seaman Kann go back to work. "
"Aye chief," Seaman Kann walked back towards the Quarterdeck.
"Chief," STG 1 responded.
"Ok, lets make it simple.. Care to explain why you lost an argument with an E-3.."
STG 1 gave a cold look in the direction Seaman Kann had left in, "No Chief. I do not have a problem."
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Two minutes later
"Chief Robinson," another First class had walked up.
Reading the name tag, "PC1 Drepps.."
"Have you seen Seaman Kann? I need to have a word with him. It seems that somehow all our supplies have been misplaced." The PC1 had a very angry look on his face, "This is the fourth time my supplies have 'mysteriously' disappeared."
The Female voice on the other end of the phone started laughing..
Taking all his self control, "I am new here PC1."
"Well let tell you something about Seaman Kann.. He is not a team player, shows no respect to the chain of command, and is insubordinate." PC1 Drepps added, "I am so glad they are getting rid of him. The Navy does not need his kind. I am going to go check his work center."
"Robinson," the Captain's voice on the other end spoke in a command tone.
Giving his best fake smile,"PC1 Drepps."
Stopping, PC1 turns around. "Chief Robinson?"
"Mind if I tag along," Chief Robinson asked? "I wouldn't mind a tour of that part of the base. "
"No problem Chief," PC1 Drepps gets a look on his face. "I'll be glad to."
"Tell you what, when we find the way word sailor, I'll help you out." Chief Robinson smiled, "I'll make him do it.." Talking into his phone," I'll call you back. Tuck my brats in for me."
"So where did you transfer in from Chief," PC1 nosily ask.
"I got assigned here to requal on some equipment. A sweet deal," Chief Robinson realized he really did not like PC1. "You know the drill. Your name sounds very familiar to me."
"I run into that a lot. I work a lot with the Petty Officer Association. I got the Admiral award for my volunteer efforts with the Christmas in July program.I made the Navy Times." Proud of himself, "I put a lot of time in these last two years with this program."
Faking surprise, "Your that PC1."
As they reached the Quarter Deck, "I am indeed. I dont like to toot my own horn, my charity efforts are about the Navy giving back. My record will always speak for itself."
"I am sure it will PC1," Chief had to smile.
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Americans are not a perfect people, but we are called to a perfect mission.
Andrew Jackson
Work out Facility
USS Providence-E
The Captain was Stretching out her Legs, "Mornin Boats."
Already in her PT. Gear, "Mornin Mam."
"You do not normally Work out with me. So what is on your mind Boats.." Captain Sanchez started stretching her back slowly, "I couldn't sleep so I thought I would get an early start and grab a nap at lunch. How's the Crew Doing?"
"They are good.. Right now I am more worried about her Captain," Boats started her yoga warm up.
"What do you mean Boats?"
"Permission to speak freely, Captain."
"Neither you, nor the damn truth want to wait till I have my damn Coffee. Go ahead Master chief."
"Leann, I got a copy of your results. That's what worried me.. Girl you were engaged before we left for our last tour. You should be showing some signs of distress yet your psych test came back normal."
"Rebecca," Sanchez responded as she began her first Tai Chi moves. "My.. I was going to break it off with him when I got back from deployment.. We just did not want the same thing. I want a family he wants to wait.. A whole lot of things.."
Rebecca laughs, "Nice try you old skank.." The Master Chief laughs, "You tapped dance quite well my dear but this old sea hag has a few more tricks."
Leann says nothing..
"Captain Sanchez, Doc told me you also showed none of the classic signs of regret over it. I am going to assume you just did not want to share.. I have the bio-metric readings and what you were looking at from when I was on the bridge.."
"Rebecca," Sanchez went through her slow motions. "You came to find me.."
"Very well Captain," Boats was quiet for a few minutes.
"How is the crew from your perspective? Most of what I have got is that they are interested in shore leave," Sanchez kept going through her martial arts form.
Breathing for her yoga positions, "We have one issue. It seems a few of the Lady's have got it in there heads that they can bag certain historical figures. Particularly.. Well his marriage is on the rocks according to history, even though they do not divorce for three more years.. His good friend has not met his wife yet, so he is single.. Most of the others are with girlfriends who they do not stay with.."
Sanchez has to stop because her laughter disrupts her poise. "So my little Navaho's are planning a great hunt? " The Captain shakes her head coldly responding, "they are probably going to get their hearts broken."
"Captain," Boats looks at Sanchez.
"Boats.. These men are picky, very picky. These ladies have no clue what they are facing," Sanchez has a look on her face that seems sad. Closing her eyes the Captain walks over to a manual com. Taking a moment to compose herself, "All hands.. Listen the F$%^ up.. It seems that some of you have decided that your gonna spread your legs and bag some of history's great.." She pauses, "The same for some of you players... Well good luck my dear crew.. Your gonna learn a hard lesson, but you have been warned." she pauses, " We will run this under the same rules Lt. Lin listed under the Smitty Directives. It will be the same as if your in a foreign port on security matters."
Boats saw a small tear come from the Captains eye..
As she wiped it away, "Commander West is being assigned as the leave Liaison. All issues regarding the interactions with natives will be ran through him.. I am going up on deck and sunbathing. Sections A- E can come out and play if your not on watch.." Not opening her eyes she turns off the comm. As she walks out, "I'll be top side boats."
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Medical Bay
USS Providence- E
"Commander West something is wrong with the Captain," Lt. Commander Wilson spoke. "Her psych test indicated no Emotional feelings of loss over her Fiancee. I cant explain her responses. I am worried about her."
Lt. Stevenson adds, "I would pull any other sailor from duty over this.."
"Why is this sounding damn close to dangerous waters, " Commander West was interrupted?
"This matter is above your paygrades, that is why." Lt. Lin Coldly speaks, "At this point in time all conversations on this matter among senior staff are done."
"Listen here,"the CMO froze as Lt. Lins hands went to his sidearm.
"As THE intelligence officer on this ship I am required to maintain the rules from our time. Due to the Security on this issue," Lt. Lin turns towards the Chaplin. "Only the CMO and Commander are allowed to be present. Commander, Doc.. please follow me to my office. Be aware, we are under the Smitty Directives. Chaps, I do apologize. At this time You will be required to cover Medical for Doc for a few hours." Turning to the XO and Doc, "Gentlemen time to go to the principles office.."
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Lt. Lin's Secured Office
Twenty minutes later
Commander West was walking around the office, "You have got to be SH$%^NG me."
"This does explain everything. Why didnt Leann come to me with this?" The CMO reads a little more, "I see it.." Wilson takes a deep breath..
"He was what a hundred and thirty seven.." Commander West shook his head,"How in sam hell did this get a cosmic level security rating?"
"The Captain is fully aware of this conversation. The protocols call for the disclosure to the two of you. The summary. She should have been discharged for sleeping with an instructor as a cadet. However as her record indicates she was only punished for missing ships movement. The former POTUS intervened personally. Thats why..."
"My god she fell in love with the old man.." The CMO exclaimed, "This explains her relationships since. None of the men could measure up." The CMO laughed, Basic psych.. My poor girl.."
"Well it was platonic with no actual intercourse." The XO continued," I am dealing with a highly charge emotional situation." Looking at the file," I can also see how hard it would be to measure up to him." Commander West looked at the Lt., "No hard feelings Lin. We are now four of the people in this time who know this." West reads the profile, "I'll deal with Boats. You two might screw the pooch on this."
"Yes, sir. Boats involvement is now your call. I want you to also know this." Lt. Lin paused, "She earned everything she got. Trust me.. All he did was make sure she got a fair shake, her performance got her to the big chair."
Stevenson looked up from reading the data, "Her whole career has been trying to earn his respect and love. She probably is not even aware of it..The battle of Bering Straight when she assumed command of her damaged ship, The Landings of Marine Corps Reinforcements at Tripoli, Leading the Rescue team at the Second Battle of Hong Kong. "
"Not to mention the numerous Top Secret Missions none of you are cleared on.. We realized she was trying to prove herself worthy and used it. Not our proudest moment, but the old man turned out to be one helluva a talent scout. Your gonna have to walk on eggshells on this Commander. "
"Why is that," West asked.
"It is a very touchy subject with her. One intelligence officer went overboard for trying to discuss this with her. As in, she tossed him off the deck of the ship."
"Sanchez, Myself, you Lt., Doc, and boats are the only ones to know of this. I find out it leaked you will all automatically go to the brig." Standing up, "Lt.Lin I want Chief Robinson to maintain a direct line of contact with you. Rig it. My understanding is we have at least four of the major players in the area. I want Chief to have some extra back up. Let him know the Smitty Directives are in effect due to personal relationships. Slick it in any damn way you have to.."
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San Diego Airport
Pick up area
"The look on STG1 shines face is all the thanks I need Lt. Commander," Seaman Kann loads the bags into his car.
"It was damn well worth it," The Lt. Commander was in an Armani suit. "You remembered to bring your personal car. Good..I am late because.."
A course voice interrupts, "Damn it, you were supposed to be prepared for this. I'll find another way.." He walks out to the Pick up area cussing.
Seaman Kann sees the man on the phone, "My God.." Seaman Kann walks over, "Captain Marcinko. I am a big fan of you work."
The retired man starts to say something till he sees the Lt. Commander. "Sean Jackson."
"Captain.. Late too I see. " The Lt. Commander shakes his head, "Seems the upper brass have taken the all the damn duty drivers."
"This kid your ride," the retired SEAL ask?
Seaman Kann sees another man walk out, it takes a second. He looks at the man on the phone, "Colonel Wiley."
"What do you mean a General took the damn duty driver.. I'll just take a cab," The Colonel shakes his head. "Can I help you kid?"
Another man walks out, "You old SOB.. Good to see you.."
"Burton," Colonel Wiley shakes his hand. "Let me guess.."
Seaman Kann looks at both men, "Your both going to 32nd street." He gets a very suspicious look on his face..
"I see your quick on the uptake," Colonel Wiley gets a look on his face?
He takes out his cell Phone and dials a number, "It looks Like I am your ride." As the phone rings, "Colonels, this is Captain.."
Colonel Burton sticks out his hand to shake, "Captain Marcinko." He turns towards towards the Lt. Commander, "You must be Jackson."
"Whats up Kann," The voice on the other end answers.
"Letch, Hang on one second," Kann turns towards Lt. Commander Jackson. "How many people got left behind because of morons?"
The Lt. Commander freezes..
"Damn spooks." Marcinko looks at the Sailor, "I need to sit twelve and gear if my guess is right. "
The Lt Commander nods his head in acknowledgement.
"On it Captain," Seaman Kann takes a few steps away, "Letch, I need you to get yourself, Erns, and Wraps in their cars and to the airport.."
"I have to get back watch. Erns is in the LRC.. Wraps is getting changed for a date.." Letch answers, "Why?"
Kann walks over to the Lt. Commander, "You remember that Intel guy I drove around. Well he is requesting yalls presence, yesterday."
"Gotcha," Letch answers..
"Tell Senior. He knows Jackson.. Come in civies,"Kann hangs up his phone..
"We are gonna still not make it." Colonel Wiley shook his head, "Traffic is backed up about a half a mile at the gates. They have tripled security."
Lt. Commander Jackson gets back on his phone..
"Captain Marcinko," Seaman Kann smiles? "How important is it that yall make it there soon. From what Jackson said it will be about two hours."
"I want to be on that base in less then an hour. " Captain Marcinko responded, "What do you have in mind?"
Giving an evil smile, "There was this mistress of an officer. Well he has a boat sitting less then a half a mile from here sir." Kann went on, "It seems the officer has fine taste in wine, but the important part is he is probably already on 32nd street. His mistress.. Well she went to see her mother.. So there is an unused means of transportation available. You can thank Letch when you meet him Captain."
Marcinko walks over to the Lt. Commander, "Jackson. We will be on the base in about forty minutes.."
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32nd Street
Docks
"Just what in hell is going on," the man observes the nude sunbathers on the USS Providence E?
"General Van Ripper, it appears that some of the..The moral customs in the future are.. Quite different." The officer himself is staring at the people on the deck," What a difference?"
The General looks around and see the personnel on other ships all staring.. Taking a short pause, "That's fine, different morals different times I can live with. However I want the word passed that those sailors will go back to their jobs.. NOW! Discipline will be maintained.."
"Yes General," the officer picked up his phone and made a phone call. Two minutes later the Sailors were getting their buts chewed by senior enlisted. They cleared the Decks of the ships..
"Good.. Now did intelligence get this. We will want full counts of personnel.." General Van Ripper watched the deck of the Providence, "I noticed the Blonde has had several people talk with her. She looked over here and went back to sun bathing. I assume she's the Captain by the way they all are behaving."
"General, Intell confirms heat signature matches. We have been blind as to the names. The are somehow stopping us from getting their conversations. Besides the Captain it appears the older nude red head is her Master Chief of the Boat. Blind on the rest of the command staff.."
"You stay here. I am going to go have a talk with the young lady. If the rest of my Liaison staff arrive, I want them brought up to the ship. I want their reads on these people."
"Yes General," the officer responded. His phone goes off, "What.. Of course they are cleared.. General Van Ripper authorized it, thats who. Escort them in.. You can explain to the general why his men are delayed."
General Van Ripper pauses as hears multiple Helicopter blades, "I assume Dick arranged their transportation. Good," General Van Ripper walked towards the gates. He sees an expensive yacht enter the area with two helicopters above it. He smirks continuing on..
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White House
Oval Office
Hours later
"As expected Mr. President, they jammed us. No photos, nothing from inside." Michael Chertoff shook his head, "At least Colonel Burton had the foresight to bring an actual voice recorder. They Let us have that.."
"Give us the Rundown," Vice President Cheney ordered.
Admiral Clarke spoke as he addressed those present, "We had to trade. Their still mad over the incompetence of the officer who delivered the cat litter."
"Did we ever get anything on the truck," Bush asked?
"No sir Mr. President." Admiral Clarke Responded," This is what we got. First we agreed to let them go out into port. They say their people need some R and R. What we got on the first day is general information." Clarke grimaced, "World War Three had occurred. According to them due to our total incompetence, we lose round one. Two cities got nuked.. The first as an example the second as punishment. The enemy occupied part of California and Arizona."
The Cabinet allowed to sit in, all gets looks on their faces...
"They wont tell us who the President was when this occurred. All they told us was that he pulled the nation through it. All we got was that his face is the fifth face on mount Rushmore."
"Did we get a date on the war," Cheney asked?
"Mr. Vice President, " Clarke answered. "We think he is alive now. The other odd thing.. Well the Liaison Officer, Lt. Commander Jackson seemed to get the straightest answers. It seemed as if they knew who he was. They showed him a little bit more respect. They did not cuss at him. They did not give him anything but direct answers."
Bush drums his fingers, "They were afraid of him.."
"For some reason, yes.." Admiral Clarke paused, "One of the Liaisons reported that he heard the phrase.. 'He put the G back in Gestapo.' "
"This is gonna be a long set of days horse trading. Day one and all we got was the history.. What about the nude men and women sunbathing?"
"The response was they would not follow any backwoods Moralizing. Captain Sanchez said they were Americans and will not tolerate their freedoms being limited by anyone anywhere." Admiral Clarke laughed, " She of course used a more colorful set of words. We were informed that we needed to know something else in regards to their leave. In their time, the US government no longer bowed to other nations request on limiting the behaviors. It turns out apparently the Islamic World learned that the Hard Way."
"What do you mean,found out the hard way?" Cheney looked at the Admiral sideways.
"Seems any bad treatment of US citizens, can and has led to war. Libya is a US territory. The United States Marine Corps has a Forward African Command base, Camp Tripoli.."
Commandant Hagee breaks out into a huge smile.
"Did we get an answer over the new States in the Union," The President asked?
"No sir, Mr. President.. They agreed to resume talks two days from now."
Drumming his fingers on the Table again, "All right.. I want to know as much as we can get from them. We need to find out why Lt. Commander Jackson got that response.. Dick I think we are being played partially but it is the only game in town."
"Mr. President," The Secretary of DoHS spoke. "How are we gonna deal with the press? Photo's of the women out on the deck are going over the internet. "
"I want proposals on how this is going to play out.. I am waiting to hear from the Chinese ambassador. Seems they are not sure what happened. They deny ever firing on a US sub. And all their Subs are also accounted for." Bush stood, "Since negotiations are going slow let their people out on the Bases for food an drink. Have someone on them. We might be able to pick up a few things that way."
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There is nothing more difficult to take in hand, more perilous to conduct, or more uncertain in its success, than to take the lead in the introduction of a new order of things.
Niccolo Machiavelli
Liaison Command
32nd Street
"His ilk are banned from entering this building. Is that understood," General Van Ripper responded. "If Vice Admiral Mayer wants to question it. Tell him to contact 1600 Pennsylvania Ave. You have the list of Personnel who are blacklisted from any information. "
"General you have other business you need to take care of. May I," Captain Marcinko smiled.
Handing him the phone, "Have fun.." Van Riper sees the cast on the Captains arm.
"Listen up S$%^bag. Your relieved as of now. Have the next watch take your spot and report to my office." Marcinko smiled, "You will wait for me till I get there." With an even more evil smile, "If I remember correctly, Lance Corporal Perry is the armed watch. Give him the phone.."
A dejected voice replies and calls the Lance Corporal over.. "This is Lance Corporal Perry.."
"Perry this is Captain Marcinko, USN. I want the Vice Admiral Detained in the brig. Under my orders, for violation of national security. Give no responses. I will have your orders in writing to you Lance Corporal, by the end of the day."
The Lance Corporal did not acknowledge instead, he handed the phone back to the watch..
"Vice Admiral please put your hands behind your back," the Lance Corporal responded.
"I will have you," The Vice Admiral went down with a thud.
Taking back the phone, "Vice Admiral secured. On the way to the brig with him, Captain. Lance Corporal out."
Van Riper looked at the other twelve men in the Room.. " The DoD has additionally tasked us with the objective of figuring out who this President is that they refer to constantly. Their profilers suggest a young to middle career officer with a flair for leadership. Means to me they have no idea. Lets have at it..Ideas?"
"We have noticed something." Colonel Mike Wiley read a PDF file in front of him,"Lance Corporal Perry, for instance. Record is not that great.. Listed as an Ok Marine. Couldnt put on Corporal because of his now ex-wifes behavior while he was in Egypt. He got recalled from Texas. This goes beyond record and promotion files." Wiley shook his head, "The Crew of the E knows who the competent military people of this time period are. We should start here with this command.. Common denominators we all have."
"Texas..Roll call," Colonel Burton spoke. "They all made roll call.."
The other members of the Fighter Pilot Mafia nodded their heads..
"Care to let me into the secret of the lodge," The General looked at his men.
Colonel Burton stood and looked walked around, "A few of us are members of what was called the Fighter Pilot Mafia. Captain Marcniko's is for better or worse a legendary SEAL captain. Professor de Mesquita you have authored several books on game theory. General Van Riper, you beat the DOD hands down. Lt. Colonel Krautman, besides your military record you also happen to be a science fiction Author." Colonel Burton went down the Men till he came to the Lt. Commander, "Jackson your the key to this whole damn Idea. Their is a common Denominator between us all we overlooked. The F$%^ing airport. My.."
"Burton," the Lt. Commander paused. A look of shock came over his face. A minute later Lt. Commander Jackson burst out laughing. Seeing the look on General Van Ripers face, "General.. I'll be damned.."
Captain Marcinko starts laughing when it dawns on him.. "The ones he didnt recognize such as the professor would mean he hasnt come across them yet."
"Professor, the DOD's profile is wrong. Their actions indicated he is on the base or in the area, that they got right. We need a new set of numbers," Thomas Christie spoke. "Whats the Average age of a president when they run and win?"
Christie And Sprey both started talking with the Professor in hushed tones..
"We only need the bare requirements to walk on water," Sprey spoke..
"But to win the white house.. NO your right if the economic curve is lower and the general level of frustration is high.." the Professor started running numbers with the other two men gathered around him.
"Care to clue me in.. As CO it helps if I know what was going on," Van Riper speaks softly.
"2032 General. That would be if we are right about who we think it is. It allows for changes in the economy and seasoning time for experience. The war would start Say sometime after the election results in November 2032 and before the January twentieth, 2033.. or just change the year 36/37 ish." Professor de Mesquita was adjusting his numbers, "General, I'll need a psych profile."
"I suggest we sit at the table this time around and let our first question be what would they like to tell us about the 2032 election. We got an edge lets see if we can crack their reserve." Sprey smiles, "Now we are getting somewhere.."
"Gentlemen," Van Riper calmly speaks. "Who is this person?"
"General," Captain Marcinko takes a deep breath. "The DoD is looking for an officer in the process of forming connections. We think the man we are looking for is an enlisted man. Specifically, A seaman in the US Navy. At the Airport, the one we are referring to knew who most of us where by name and face. Then," He points to Lt. Commander Jackson. "There is how they responded to him. They were damn well afraid of him."
"That SOB.." The Lt. Commander wrestles with several things going through his head. "What makes it worse sir.. They are Discharging him over some BS."
"Your telling me the Seaman who arranged your ride to base is who," General Van Riper brings up the file. "He is the right age being a little older then the sailors around him. Lt. Commander what is the nature of your interactions with the Sailor in question.. You will tell me everything and leave nothing. If I get any spook crap, I will have Richard here kill you.."
Coldly," General your not going to like this. The US Government has this list and a few of them were formerly here in San Diego. I needed a driver and so I went through the profiles.. He drove me around for three days.."
The whole group turned and looked at the Lt.Commander..
"General your cleared for the information. You might not want it on your conscious." Jackson glared right back, "The seaman provide back up when one went wrong..Very wrong. He shot the man in the back when he managed to get a bead on me with my back turned."
"What warranted this," Van Riper asked?
"The man in question was running a pedophile ring. He had managed to honeypot a list of Agents of our in Europe. He was supposed to be meeting with a North Korean agent. Suffice it to say neither set got what they expected."
Reading the file, "So he is getting the boot for.." Krautman pauses, "Who did he piss off? He should be transferred, at max dropped in rank.."
"I'll make a few calls and get us the full story on the DL," Marcinko offers.
"This causes another Problem," Van Riper looks at the twelve people in the room with him. "We cant communicate this to the White house."
His comment draws a question mark look from a few of those Present..
"Professor please explain what the numbers should be showing you," Van Riper calmly spoke.
With a little bit of a surprised looked, the Professor went through his data.. A few minutes later..
"General?.. Never mind.. The power brokers and other interested parties would try to mold the future and fail in the process. Not to mention we would be painting a huge target on his back. They did say they would be sharing a list of known spies but havent yet. We do not have the resources to protect him.. Not to mention who by extension might be his Lt's."
General Van Riper, "Then we are agreed we do not share this. At least not yet. We need the fullest story. Professor we will get you all we can as quickly as possible. Dick, I need to know what the hell happened here. Because if I have to go piss in the DoD Cheerios's. I at least want to see the look on their faces." General Van Riper took another moment, "If I have to, I will have him transferred here. Dick you and Krautman also have me an extraction plan on him and his associates. I want the plan to include if we have to deal with our own people.."
"Aye, General," Both officers respond..
"We are gonna hold off on using the date thing as well," General Van Riper spoke. "This is gonna be a helluve card game. We need a stronger hand.." Sighing, "I can see why they are worried about sharing the Technology. The morons being told about this are probably gonna get wet dreams of an American Hegemony.. "
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USS Providence E
Chaplain's Office
Setting out a Jammer, "Boats, I need your help." Chaplain Stevenson looked Boats straight in the eye, "I am being left out of the loop. We both know something is wrong with the Captain.." The frustrated Chaplain vented, "We are given clear and concise orders From the Chaplain's Corps. We were given a second chance and a much more sacred duty."
"Chaps," boats slowly spoke. "What exactly are you saying?"
"As Chaplain I am personally responsible for the mental well being of ever soul on this ship. If I find myself at odds with command I am to ignore the cost to my career. We are the shepherds, who are held more responsible then the rest of you."
"Chaps, We all know this." Boats thought for a moment. "I cant have this conversation with you. You see the sparks that may lead to fire and you are over worrying." Boats Gets up to leave, "Their is also a tradition that is oddly enough born here. Are you ORDERING me help the Captain through by what means I see fit."
"Boats.."
"I am not allowed to discuss this with you, Chaps. Those are direct orders.."
He sees the look in her eyes, "Do what ever you have to do to make sure it doesnt become a forest fire. I will have your back.." Realizing what he said, "Is the reason for security on this really necessary."
"Chaps.. Its better you dear man that you do not know."
Sighing, "Rebecca what did I just agree to?"
"Chaps it is your personal opinion that the Captain is in an emotional slump. She needs to relax and have some fun. So you recommended that I take her for an enlisted night on the town."
"Rebecca, You want that in writing," Chaps asked?
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Smoke deck
Training base San Diego
"They drugged her and ran a train on her," Seaman Kann was livid. "PC1 you better get the hell out of my face."
"That is insubordination.." PC1 responded, "You know her reputation.. There is no proof of her being drugged.."
"PC1 for all the crap you have done here.. Dude I am off duty, get out of my red zone. I am emotionally upset and will not be held responsible for my actions.."
"Seaman Kann, You know I would do something.. Dude, but your already on your way out of my Navy." The Sarcasm rolled off his tongue, "Your friend is just a whore.. She wanted to have sex and she is now just embarrassed. About it seems, having sex with so many people in one night. She is just trying to ruin good sailors Careers.."
Chief Robinson was on his phone,"I hear you honey."
On the other end, "Chief, I know you want to deal with this yourself. Just wait and be patient."
"I understand honey," Chief Robinson said unhappily.
One of the metal tables went flying over, and a string of profanities came from Kann's mouth.. Chief Robinson saw Kann's fist ball up.. Dropping his phone, Chief Robinson quickly went over and wrapped Seaman Kann up. He carried the Seaman over to an area behind a building..
Senior's voice carried, "PC1.. Drop it an be somewhere else.. NOW.."
"Just what do you think you were going to do Seaman Kann," Chief Robinson growled?
"Fix a huge wrong.. You seem to be a pretty good Chief from what my gut says. How in the hell can the Navy allow crap like this and not do a damn thing about it?"
Chief Robinson had to pause, but was saved by Senior.
"Seaman Kann.."
Angrily, "Senior you know as well as I do what he said is total BS..He is covering for some reason."
"God Damn it Seaman.." Senior took a deep breath, "Chaplin Steel had his feet pulled out from under him on this. Your friend at SAVI had the same damn thing happen. One of the Accused happens to have a father on on the CNO's staff." He hands Chief Robinson his phone, "Your wife is still on.."
Taking the phone, "Honey everything is okay. "
"We are at this incident," the voice calms down. "We will talk later.."
"I love you too. Honey.." Robinson hung up the phone. He turned back towards Seaman Kann, "You know what," Robinson gave his fake voice. "For your attitude towards a senior NCO.. You PT with me from now on, Regardless of how right you are we do not..." Raising his voice, "Show disrespect. Put your feet together, Or I will do it for you."
With an evil look on his face, "Aye, Chief. Do not SHOW disrespect.."
"Seaman, exactly.. Even being a smart arse you have to remember that.. I am pretty sure Senior has told you to CYA. "
"Its not right. Chief, why is this crap not being stopped.. Answer me that.. It is a total breakdown in discipline.."
"Your right Sailor, except you forgot to end it with something.. Dude.."
With anger, "Chief, it is a total Break down of Discipline. Chief, " Seaman Kann was facing forward with his hands at his side.
Senior was calmed down. Smiling, "I'll leave him in your hands Chief. " Senior read the name Tag, "Chief Robinson. I have to have a talk with mister, I spend more time with the Petty Officers association then I do my damn job.."
As soon as senior left , Chief Robinson counted to make sure he was gone. "Follow me Seaman Kann.."
"Aye, chief Follow you," Seaman Kann walked with Chief Robinson.
After they reached the Track Field, "Seaman your right."
"Chief?"
"I said your GOD D#$% right. I do not want to know how you handle it. Go take care of business. Make damn sure your right though."
With a surprised look on his face, "I almost thought I was wrong about you Chief. You are one of the good guys. Damn shame this Navy doesnt have more Chief's like you and senior."
Having to suppress the pride he felt, "Quit goldbricking.. Seaman."
"I do have one question for you," Seaman Kann asked?
Robinson gave him a dirty look, "Go ahead."
"Are you Related to a Master Chief Robinson at Great lakes," Seaman Kann ask. "You sound and even look a little bit like her.."
'You knew my great grams,' Chief Robinson was very surprised.
"She was one of the good guys too. I can still hear her voice when one of the pricks in question tried to bury something.. The Whole base heard her from her third floor office."
"We might be Related someway. I come from a long line of Navy personnel. I look like her you say?"
"Aye Chief. You have Her eyes, " Kann smiles for some unknown reason. "She was not to happy with the direction her navy was taking."
Shaking his head, "Go take care of business sailor.."
"For your conscious Chief.. I am going out tonight with DEAR wife.. She likes to go sing karaoke between affairs," Seaman Kann shakes his head.
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Washington DC
Bad Neighborhood
The man ran into a back alley. Realizing his mistake, "You cant do this? Do you know who I am."
A dart fires out, "It is the whole reason for the party. It is a pleasure to hunt you."
Another person steps out of the background, "Well we got facial right."
Invisible hands grab the passed out man,"Sir.." The passed out mans wallet and other personals are removed. Then are handed over to the person who stepped out, "Have fun Mr. Anderson."
Walking out of the Alley as the passed out goes invisible. He puts in the ear piece, "Been a long night Dad. I think I am going to go home and sleep off my night of partying."
"Roger that.." The voice on the other end spoke. "We will have more personal information for you to fine tune your story."
"Well at least I wont have to go to work till Monday. I can call in or go in late if I have to.." The Fake Mr. Anderson puts on the other mans wedding ring, "She is out of town right now."
"We have till Wednesday to worry about that. " The voice goes a little colder, "The relationship was strained somewhat. I do not like this, but Mr. Anderson is a foreign spy so we are turning him our way. "
"At least they had no children together," The man impersonating Anderson shook his. "Lets see how this plays out.."
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Captains Quarters
USS Providence -E
Dusk
"I'll go boats, but I am going my way," Leann Sanchez smiles in the mirror. "I love the goth thing." She readjust her spiked collar, "So this enlisted night out. You have planned, I assume you have rigged marks.."
"Of course Leann," Boats readjusted her Black dress. "You do know we look like quite the pair." She looks at the captain, "Dont think you can be stubborn and get out of this.."
"What are the marks like," the Captain ask as she changes the color of her lipstick?
"I have arranged for an Army Colonel, An MMA fighter, and of course a Naval Officer spec ops.." She smiles, "Not to mention the other eye candy that might be there.. You have no excuses.."
"Rebecca, I intend to party till I drop. I made hotel and transportation Arrangements," Sanchez smiled. "You can let Chaps know you are following your orders."
"You wouldnt be Captain if you didnt know." Boats smiled back, "Lets fly. Mama's itching for some fun.. We are heading out to Crystals.."
"That place is here now," Sanchez turned and looked at Boats?
"Seems the place will be in business for a long long time..I figure we start with some alcohol and Karaoke.. Quit stalling, MAM. The first mark will be waiting on us."
"Fine... But remember any of those marks grab my ass they better be able to follow through.."
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Crystals
San Diego
"Your kidding me," Letch shook his head. "His wife left with one of the Marines.."
"Letch man you two are cool and have kept the other sailors out of my hair." The Bouncer breathed through his nose, "She rolled out of here, arm in arm with one of the new security men."
"Where is Kann," Letch starts to head outside.
"He was on the left nursing a Jack and Coke," the bouncer informs him.
On his way out,"Excuse me Ladies." The Blonde with purple streaks in her hair pauses.. "Let me get the door for you."
Sticking her hand out," I am Rebecca kind sir."
Seeing her smile, Letch takes Rebecca hand. "wow.. It has been a long time since a woman has made me forget my name. Maybe later, You can buy me a drink and help me remember it." He kisses her hand never taking his eyes off of the Master Chief.
She gets flustered for second, "I..I am here with my friend. Tell you what sailor, We will have a drink together, you can bet your ass on that. I am a bourbon girl.."
Sanchez grabbed Boats hand and walked towards the bar with her.. "Rebecca?"
"I had no clue he would be here honey.. As for Letch you said Happy hunting right.. " Rebecca looked back out through the window, "An old girl can dream.."
"Honey he is only 21.. Your forty five," Sanchez tried to inject reality.
"He just reached his peak and is very single.." Looking outside the open screen windows, "Crap.."
Leann Sanchez followed Boats eyes, "So the universe does have a sense of humor.. A cruel one at that."
"Leann it seems your first mark is at the bar waiting. Go get some free drinks from the Army, girl." Boats shook her head, "We can leave if you want.."
"I came to have a good time and by God I am. There are not the same people.." She looks out the window and turns back to the bar..
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The road to perdition has ever been accompanied by lip service to an ideal.
Albert Einstein
Officer Barracks
32nd street
General Van Riper's phone went off. He reached over and answered, "This better be important."
"General," Lt. Commander Jackson voice came out. "Package extraction under way ETA two minutes. I repeat Package extraction.."
The phone went dead.. Hearing gun fire from outside his room, "Damn.." General Van Riper reached under his pillow and grabbed his side arm. He walked over and turned off his rooms lights.. Quickly he moved a chair into the pathway. "All right then.. This old dog has a few more tricks.." The General reached into his fridge and pulled out the Alcohol bottles.. next he quickly grabbed his bag..
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White house
Conference Room
A groggy President listened as he was briefed..
"Three locations.. The Officer Quarters, The docks, and their is a firefight going on at bar in San Diego.." The NSA agent briefed the President.
Yawning Bush responded, "Who has been deployed?"
"Sir it appears for some reason Captain Marcinko and Lt. Colonel Krautman have taken the SEAL teams into the bar area. Mirmar has deployed airforces to San Diego.. Pendleton has reinforcements Airborne that will arrive in ten to twelve minutes." The Agent Went on for another minute or so, "..Has launched air craft. The Fleet is moving out to sea."
"The USS Providence E," Bush asked?
"Your not going to believe this sir," the Agent shook his head.
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Bridge of the USS Providence
Lt. Commander Blue sat in the Commander chair, "Get me .."
Ensign Carson sat at the helm, "Sir.. We over the the Ivan Now.."
"Lt. Lin is Captain Morlavitch in charge of that damn sub," Blue growled..
Reading his files from the XO seat, " Sir he is on the Bridge.."
"Are you sure I cant just kill him," Blue gripped the edge of his chair. "Get me a damn line to the SOB now.. After you shut down all their crap.."
Lt. Lin gave orders and waited for a minute, "Sir they are dark.."
"Good, put me through.."
"Your on sir," the response came..
"Captain Morlavitch of the Ivan, this is Lt. Commander Blue.. I know you speak english. We also can track the Glasnost Class sub..You also should know we have no problem making you glow in the dark. One shot one kill.. You have ten seconds to reply.."
"This is Captain Morlavitch..We will fight you to the end Lt. Commander.."
Standing up, "God Damn it Captain.. Where we come from we are close allies.. IT is us, the British, and the Russians against the rest of the damn world. World War Three, my god we deployed troops into Russia to help hold Moscow.."
Some one whispers something to the Russian Captain..
"Thats the political officer, Gregory Hunzski," Lt. Lin advised..
"You should know Captain, we were made aware of your presence because your political officer broke silence and notified your command.."
"Please Captain he is lying my orders," The Political officer stated..
"He requested permission to relieve you for incompetence in letting us get away. Your XO and medical officer are in on it.."
Their was some quick arguments...
On the separate com, "Their was no message.." Lt. Lin paused then it dawned on him as gun shots came from the other end of comm.
"I ordered total radio silence you moron.." The sound of a side arm being discharged went through the bridge. "Thank you Lt. Commander Blue," Captain Morlavitch answered. "Please note the passed away man ordered what is going on..I however take full responsibility for his actions. I will turn myself over to your custody for all crimes my rogue.."
"Captain, " Lt. Commander Blue smiled.. "We are from the future.. My crew would mutiny on me if I arrested the Hero of the battle of Moscow, The Hero of the Siberian Campaigns, and the only man to drink our Ambassador.. I cant say his name.. You drunk him under the table, sir.."
"The Hero.." Captain Morlavitch responded..
"Your word alone is all I need. I will send one drone with you Admir.. I mean Captain.. Your Auto biography is required reading at the US military Academies.."
"This is ..Odd.. We are allies in the future you say.." their is a pause, "You have my word if you restore power I will sail topside under white flag. However, I will not allow the US Government to board my ship.."
Lt. Lin responded, "The US government will need a sign of faith that the Russian government did NOT order the attack. It will go a long way if you can arrange for the list of hit team members to the US government.. We are going to kill most of them Admiral.. I mean Captain," Lt. Lin Winks at Blue..
"This will go a long way towards peace.. The US government has no need for your ship.. We have all the specs.." Lt. Commander Blue pauses as his screen shows something. "Set sail for San Diego.. Our Liaison command will handle the information.. "
"Understood," Captain Morlavitch responded..
As the comm cut..
"Lt. Lin Bring up the Captain's Comm," Lt. Commander Blue orders. "An unauthorized attempt to access.."
"Hello people..." A voice rang out on the Bridge, "Can you hear me.. Damn it Letch nothing.."
The sound of automatic weapons fire filled the Bridge..
"Future boys are you..."
"This is Lt. Commander Blue, USS Providence E." Blue looked at the rest of the bridge crew.."Sit Rep.."
The Sound of a rifle firing files the bridge.. A jamming sound occurs..
"I am out.. Kann got any ammo," another voice fills the air.. "This is the last time you get to choose were we drink."
" Catch.. Damn gun is worthless.. Jammed on me.. Your a better shot anyway.. future boy Blue is on the line.. Claim he is a.."
"This is Lt. Lin.. How many hostiles Present," The Lt. Ask..
"Ensign Carson Head to Crystals now.." Lt. Commander Blue orders..
"Not qualled to count Lt.. check the damn records.. I have wounded.. Four very horny female sailors went down.. this blonde that was nude earlier with purple thingies.. She went down after she kissed me.. The older redhead was grabbed but Letch Killed two of them we got her behind the Bar.... Damn it.. The blondes breathing is getting .. Shit.. You got doc.."
"Seaman Kann, I need you to focus.." Lt. Commander Blue speaks.. He hears movement and some counting..
Walking over to the Conn, "Ensign.. Get us there.."
"Three.. Little busy sir purple girl, she has stopped breathing.. I cant let her die.. She has got nice tits.. Shouldnt you future boys have some damn med tech on you.." The bridge crew gets tense as they hear Kann giving mouth to mouth ..
"Doc," Lt. Commander Blue.." You getting this.."
"Seaman Kann.. this is the CMO of the Providence.. Is Captain Sanchez's purse near her.."
"Captain.. No doc her.. Purse.. Shit.. Letch.. I need cover or the damn purse over there.."
The sound of automatic weapons fire comes through..
Ensign Carson excitedly speaks.. "We have drone feed Sir.. Putting it on main screen.."
The Bridge crew see a bad scene.. Wounded and dead.. Tables overturned for some cover..
"Lt. Lin, frakk the feed.. Kill those F#$%ing bastards firing on them now.."
Lt. Lin obeys and changes the drones commands, "Carson.. Your numbers are the best on Drone control.. Helm is transferred to me," As he sits back down in the XO's chair. "You heard the Lt. Commander kill the bastards.."
The last thing they see is a purse sail through the air and Kann grabbing it.
"Seaman Kann do you have her purse.."
Kann is counting to three again.. They watch from the drones Three -d thermal 360 feed. "It is the patch thing right doc."
"Bridge I am in deployment area. Seaman Kann slowly," Doc tries to respond..
"I get it. A medical monitor.. Adhesive back like a patch.. Gotcha.. I am not a moron.."
"It goes on her head.. We will take it from there.."
The bridge watches thermals as the Drone suppresses the assassins..
Letch comes over to the red head.. "Kann her breathing is shallow.."
"Here.." Seaman Kann takes a second patch.." Doc Applying the patch to the red head.. Its like band aides, Letch.."
After a few seconds the red head comes to, "What the.."
"Rebecca.. You still owe me that drink.." Letch comments..
"Son your getting tail already, you do not have to get me drunk.." She tries to get up but cant..
"Rebecca you need to stay put.." Letch goes to one knee.
"Boats," Lt. Commander Blue speaks..
"I am very Groggy.. The bastards.." Boats tries to move again, "Leann.."
She sees Kann cradling Captain Sanchez.. The captain spits out blood..
"Seaman Letch, Lt. Lin.. Back to work, It appears several of the assailants are not dead just stunned.." Lt. Lin responds..
"Which ones..L T.." Letch moves cautiously back out to the outer area.
"I need you to restrain them," Lt. Lin Responds..
"Are any of these people yours," Letch ask.. One of the males in a black mask on the Ground moves.. Letch puts three bullets into his skull.. "One less to F#$% with.."
"Blue," the CMO's voice comes out. "Captain Sanchez will need battlefield surgery from these read outs.. I can stabilize her but.. well.. One thing at a time.. Inform the natives not to touch them.."
"Lt. Commander, we are over Crystals.. Teams Deploy.. Medical is on its way.."
Remains of Crystals
Letch looks out as he sees a huge ship..
Seeing the Ship, Kann whispers" Leann your ship is here for you.."
"Forgive me, I dont want to lose you a second time.. I am cold and scared again, Anthos.. I do love," the Captain spits blood.." Please stay.."
"Its okay pretty lady I am right here," He kisses her forehead. As he strokes her face, She starts shaking uncontrollably.. "She is seizing.. I need help here damn it.."
The CMO runs straight to the Captain.. Kann doesnt let go of her hand..
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Senator Hutchinson's office
Dallas texas area..
"Seaman Anthos Kann is from your district Senator," The Aide spoke as the the Television was playing. "He is sorta married, but that is not his wifes hand he is seen holding.."
".. sources are calling a massive terrorist attack on US Soil." The Reporter turns as the Camera follows, "Police are keeping civilians out as the what appears to be the rumored USS Providence- E is floating above the local Bar and Grill, Crystals.."
Senator Hutchinson drums her fingers...
"From what witnesses say, two sailors stationed in the area held off the Terrorist for over an hour. " Seaman Anthos Kann and Seaman Rufus Letch's pictures appeared.. "Initially unarmed both Seaman held off multiple attacks from attackers. Acquiring weapons from.."
"Get me everything you can on Seaman Anthos Kann.. And everything on Seaman Rufus Letch.."
"Senator there is one issue," The aide kinda paused and grimaced.. "It seems Seaman Kann is to be discharged from the Navy." The aide hands her some paperwork, "He did write you a letter which we got this morning.."
"Discharge.. Unless he killed someone I dont see that happening now." The Senator read the file, "Who did he piss off? This is bulls#$%.. Get me a flight to San Diego.. I am leaving tonight.. I think it is time I personally investigate this.. "
The aides phone went off.. He reads the Text Message, "Senator your gonna want to hear this.. President Bush has called a joint Session of Congress.. He intends to address the Nation.."
Drumming her fingers, "Find out what district Kann's and Letch's family members are from. Get me those Congressmen now.."
"What are you thinking Senator," The Aide asked..
"I am thinking of running for governor.. What better feather then this.. After The Presidents Speech.. I want to nominate both Sailors for Congressional Medal of Honors with the Nation watching. It should give me a boost in my plans.."
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Liaison Command
32nd Street
Van Riper nodded, "Understood Mr. President. Van Riper out." he looked at the Assembled men, "We have the issue of the Ivan. The President after reviewing the Information has agreed to let the Ivan sail back under escort to Japan."
"So the story is that a rogue Soviet Spy initiated the Attacks through his old KGB contacts in Al-Qaeda.." Sprey shook his head, "Same old same old.."
"How are our injured doing," Krautman asked?
"The men going to the Providence for treatment are in good hands." Marcinko pointed to his cast, "They fixed this after a sparring Session with Lt. Commander Blue. A broken arm and it is almost healed."
"Any word on the Condition of their Captain," Van Riper asked?
Lt. Commander Jackson responded, "None.. All we know is part of what we caught as we got there.." Yawning, "I think we can safely assume we were right.."
"This changed things," the Professor spoke quietly.
"Go on," Van Riper spoke. He was cleaning his side arm as he looked up.
"General.. This event has completely changed everything.. Now the whole world has seen Seaman Kann's face.. There is no doubt that the Other Governments would have formed similar Organizations to ours.. They will especially note the Seaman's interactions with the Providence E's Captain. "
"Not to mention the reports from the bar," Lt. Commander Jackson added. "The investigators are looking into it.. But from what I gather.. The Captain was out for a night on the town. She was drunk and well.. She got mad at Someone over something involving our two sailors.. So to prove her point she went over and Kissed Seaman Kann.. We lost feed after that.."
Several of the older men laughed as they watched the feed for a few minutes.
"This is gonna be a mess," Van Riper shook his head..
"Actually this tape might play in our favor.. His wife was caught leaving the Bar with a marine.. so.." Lt. Commander Jackson spoke.
"Sympathy will be with our sailor.." Van Riper rubs his head.." We will all grab some sack time.. That is an order.. Let your subordinates handle crap.. This is gonna be a mess because the press will eat this up.. I want to see each of you Fresh eyed and bushy tailed at 0730.."
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Medical Bay
USS Providence - E
"Seaman Krauts, you bought us that half second.. You did your best under a bad situation."
Seaman Krauts looked away after Kann spoke, "I got.. I got Bethany killed.. If we hadnt come to the bar to .." Seaman Kraut paused..
"Your Captain and several others would be dead, "Seaman Kann reached over and gave Krauts a hug.
"She's dead because of me.. I thought we could get you or.."
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CMO's office
USS Providence -E
"Captain.. I am glad to see your ignoring my Advice to stay in your recovery chamber."
"Doc," Sanchez braced herself on Doc's Chair. "I have read the list of casualties and wounded.. I do not see Boats out there.."
"It seems Boats was in a little better shape then you Captain. Seaman Letch Carried her to sick bay.. After I checked both of them out.. Boats, well mam she is still on leave."
"Where is Seaman Letch Doc," Sanchez asked.
"Well.. Rebecca wanted to go back to her quarters."
Sanchez shakes her head," what is Seaman Kann doing?"
"He is helping Chaps with the initial Counseling.. So far he seems to be improving Moral.."
"It is a violation of the Sm.." the Captain stumbles for half a second.. "The Crew Does not need to see me like this.. I will be in my quarters.."
"Captain.. I have to advise you," the CMO realizes Captain Sanchez has already started leaving.. The entrance to medical Closes, "I can play this game.."
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Happiness and moral duty are inseparably connected.
George Washington
Captain's Quarters
USS Providence-E
"I left orders That I was to be left alone," A groggy Captain yelled.. The door chimed again, " I am going kill the man who put those damn things on ships.. he is in this damn time.. F#$%ing enter.."
Walking in,"Buenos something or other, Leann."
Sitting up covering herself with her sheet, "How in the hell.."
"Rebecca, told me the only open bunk was in this room. Seems A Lt. Lin laughed when I told him... He gave me instructions on were to find my way here. Its a beautiful ship. "
"I'll have them both horse whipped.You need to go.." Leann looked away. "Your married and enlisted.. And officers sleeping with enlisted on the ship is still frowned upon."
"I call Bulls#$%.. You really didnt care at Crystals.." Seaman Kann takes a chair and sits down.. "Why did you kiss me if Knew I was married and enlisted?"
Angrily, Leann gets out of bed. She takes two steps and falls. Anthos barely catches her before she hits the ground.
"You are just an A#$hole," Sanchez weakly speaks.
Anthos picks her up and gently places her in the bed. He takes the sheets and covers her back up.. He moves the chair next to the bed and looks her straight in her closed eyes..
"Honey, what did you mean by what you said in the bar. I know you were injured but you tried to tell me you loved me. Part of you reached out to me.." Kann closes his eyes,"Leann..What did you mean you didnt want to lose me a second time?"
Leann reaches her right hand up, grabbing the back of his head, and pulls Kann towards her," Just shut the F$%^ up.."
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32nd Street
0845
"... appreciate my two wayward sailors returned directly to my command. The reports showed they have no injuries.." General Van Riper spoke to Lt. Commander Blue.
"General we know your getting pressure. We would appreciate some..Some leeway in this...."
"As Chief Medical Officer I have been forced to quarantine all of the injured personnel from your time for.. For 48 hours.." Lt. Commander Wilson spoke, "General in all honesty we have to make sure none of the diseases.."
"If we are gonna feed each other crap, this conversation is over. " General Van Riper responded, "Both those sailors will.."
"General," Colonel Wiley walked over to the General. He whispered to the General..
Smiling as he responded, "I then merely request to visit all my men and women in your care. As a flag officer, and as of 0245 this morning, It is my right as their Commanding officer."
Lt. Commander Blue took a minute to answer. "You have been itching to get another look around.. All right General. Be at the dock in two hours and thirty minutes. Lt. Commander Blue out.."
As soon as the communication ended,"Jackson, Marcinko remind me to skin both of those sailors alive when I see them."
The two Naval Personnel responded with smiles on their face, "Yes sir."
"Now, for the love of god Dick. Please tell me you got the DL as you put it, on what really happened. Whose Cheerios have I pissed in?"
"Do you want the new ones or his old friends.. It seems during this mornings excitement, several sailors cars got searched. They found about half a ton of coke in their cars."
"For the love of god tell me it wasnt Kann's or Letch's car," Van Riper shook his head.
"Actually," Lt. commander Jackson smiles. "It seems Seaman Kann had a run in with a few sailors over a rape claim.. They walked..From the rape charge. They are now facing over 30 years in the brig and then separate civil charges."
All of the men in the room smile..
Marcinko smiles, "The reason the Accused walked was because of a certain Master Chief on the CNO's staff. Seems his son was one of the accused. Well there is no direct link on the drugs.. Seems the cars were parked in the only dead zone of the Base Cameras.."
"Nothing proves your wayward sailors did it," Colonel Burton takes a sip from a cup of green Tea.
Looking at the Master Chiefs face Van Riper adds, "Get me the CNO after we are done.."
Marcinko takes out a huge two inch thick file from a briefcase," You might want to call now, we are gonna be here a while General."
The Professor laughs.. He sees the looks on the faces of the others at the Table, "A man is not measured by his friends, but by his enemies.. It seems Kann collected quite a few..."
"This isnt Kann's file.. This is Seaman Letch's file.." Marcinko looks at Krautman and Jackson..
Both officers pull out a briefcase..
"This is Kann's list.. You pissed in a lot of Cheerio's this morning General," Marcinko smiles.
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Mr. Anderson's office
Washington DC
"We hated to call you in," The other man spoke.. "Apparently their is a small shit storm.. Seems the President is letting the Ivan leave.."
Pretending surprise, "How the hell.."
"Some deals were made.. Some of our friends got left out.. So we get to find what was traded any way we can.." The man spoke, "Anderson they want you on point.."
"Hey, you will want to turn on the TV, the Presidents speech is on.." One of the office girls spoke.
Anderson dug out the remote and turned on the TV..
"..iego. Both Sailors represent the finest the Navy has to offer and I for one, am proud to have them serving in the worlds mightiest Navy. For close to thirty minutes without weapons or back up. These two lone sailors held off the terrorist till the USS Provid.."
Anderson went a little wide eyed at the Comments as both sailors photos were shown.. "My God.."
"I know they fought off the terrorist by themselves.. They started unarmed," The female spoke.. "Of course rumors have started.. It seems One of the sailors wives was filmed leaving the bar with a Marine shortly before the terrorist attacked.."
"Anderson, Whats your feel on this.."
Anderson paused and stepped back into character, "So This is what is being horse traded.. If the President mentioned them in a speech.. Medals.. As long as they did not break any major laws, maybe a CMOH.."
"You think so.." The guy turns to the girl..
"I can see it.. They do look cute in those pictures..."
"So far what we have seen is pretty basic.. An intro, what happened, propaganda, some cheer-leading, pats on the back, Propaganda, and ole george there will end it with some more cheer-leading.."
The other two in the office nod there heads in agreement..
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Conference Room
USS Providence-E
" So let me get this straight," General Van Riper coolly speaks. "My two sailors are sleeping with two senior members of your command staff. On your boat no less, and you have not relieved the staff members in question."
Lt. Commander Blue, Lt. Lin, and Doctor Wilson have a conference in a coded language. Doc and the Lt. both seem to keep looking at the men present with disappointment. Lt. Commander Blue ends the conversation by snapping his fingers.
Lt. Commander Blue goes very cold in his response, "General it is not a cultural difference or a lack of Discipline. None of the conditions for breach of discipline were met with any part of the relationship.. Lt. Lin, will you pretty this up for the down timers.."
Lt. Lin looks just as coldly as blue does, "General, Gentlemen.. We keep harping on a single point. Suffice it to say the tools that enable us to win are beyond most of the officers in this time comprehension.. Horse sense became a numerical science.."
"Try us Lt.. You might be surprised what us Down timers can dope out.." Marcinko returned the attitude, "Your the one who told that the damn sailor F$%^ing your Captain gave us credit for the victories.. Maybe , just maybe we might also have had more influence then you thought.."
Lt. Lin stood up, "The dissenting opinion of your Group might be Lt. Colonel Krautman. So I will address it to him.. With.." Catching himself," Sex between instructors and instructee is strictly forbidden. The penalty is just short of death.. Lashes, dishonorable discharge, jail time, both civilian and military."
"But not between fleet personnel.. As long as they are not in the same chain of command or have any say over the others promotion.." Krautman finished, "I can see it.. It would still lead to issues.."
"Well to be honest to god the dilemma is your Fault Lt. Colonel.. As in directly referenced with your name and applied to game theory.. " Lt. Lin gave the Lt. Colonel the wide hands motion, "It is what keeps intelligence officers up nights..Long damn nights..We do find instances of it but it has become very rare.."
"The truth of the matter General.. You gentleman each tried to fix and change the world.. Fought the good fight.. Rah rah rah.. You got your Asses handed to you." Lt. commander Blue spoke, "I have great news for you,Guess the F$%^ what, you won. Hands down.. The sailor in question, is what you gave the world. "
"I see," the professor interrupted.
"Our numbers have said that you already figured out he was who we referred to.The Airport was a low variable factor. If not you damn well got a look at the potential at Crystals.. To put it bluntly, Professor do not be a moron." Lt. Lin glared, " You know the players that influenced the POTUS we refer to. So off the top of your head..What might be an issue dear to his soul."
Christie answered, "The psychological health of your troops.."
"Bingo.. You waste billions of dollars on the tail end of a problem that drains your society. Why not spend millions treating and preventing PTSD and its development.." Lt. Lin answers, "From what you have heard what happens when a fire get set under a man and his friends ass.. If we used your methods in the present it would cost us damn near the whole GDP just to treat vets.."
"Your saying what," Lt. Commander Jackson answered.. "Touchy feelie crap won the war.."
"This is where conversation broke down in your time," Lt. Lin responded. "You have his file.."
"The Chaplin's office," Marcinko breathes deeply.
"Exactly..Several areas got a boot in there A$$. You see Chaps office have teeth and bear a much larger responsibility with Doc.. You see Chaps can be executed for failure to perform his duties. A rape gets buried, racism or favoritism looked the other way on, religious bigotry.. It is chaps head followed by Doc that gets rolled right with the perpetrators. The Chaplin corps takes its new duties in our time very seriously. " Lt. Lin tells them, "The worst case was during the war.. A whole platoon got life in the Brig.. The Chaplain involved got a firing squad.."
The Liaison men in the room looked at each other..
"Dont get squeamish.. It was over multiple things.. Close to three hundred and something charges per man. Breaches of discipline are not tolerated."
"So a command level officer can just sleep with the whole fleet," Van Riper asked..
"The Captain was tried this morning before you came on board." Lt. Commander Blue bluntly spoke,"The charges and trial record are available for your review General. However, you should know that Doc, Lt. Lin, Commander West, Chaps, and Boats were all in on this. They thought Captain was showing signs we have to be very careful with. The brain scans coming from her now combined with previous scans.. Doc.."
"All engines and pistons are now firing properly.. Her biometrics have not been like this since her Academy days.." Doc looked at Lt.Lin smiling,"The Liaison Command may not like how we solve problems but.. Tough S#$%," The CMO responded. "It works.."
Colonel Wiley spoke, "And what was the result of Master Chief Shelts NJP?"
"It was tossed out at the OIC level.. Seaman Letch is not in her command, nor does Boats have any say over his fate.. Ensign Carson laughed at the Chief who was forced to bring it to him.. Hell, He got in more trouble for that then boats did..Lets say Chief Uts has him cleaning the Chiefs Mess for a week not to mention being Chief's new sparring partner."
"So your saying sex was the medicine administered to the Captain. Boats deal was no issue," Marcinko answered...
Lt. Lin answers the question, "We actually are studying your times sexphobia still. It seems to nearly have destroyed you. What does sexual preference have to do with combat capabilities.. History shows the only issue in any military is discipline. Your people seem to have no clue how to administer it, with the few exceptions mostly in the room here.. If someone has a problem with sex or who having it with who.. well its their problem not the commands.."
"There is a lot ," General Van Riper pauses..
"No offense General I would not be welcomed in your dont ask, dont tell military," Lt. Lin responds.. "Marcinko as you put it, the sailor F$%^ing the Captain did not agree with this stupidity.. and I quote, 'I do not recall anywhere in the list of issued gear were a mother F$%^ing personal opinion was issued..' "
The Lt.'s word made Marcinko smile..
"The effects on unit cohesion would be," Krautman spoke then paused. "Different.. So your saying the modern military lacks discipline?"
"It is not the fault of the enlisted or officers if the Commanding officers can not maintain discipline. Three hundred and sixteen officers were joined in the Brig by two thousand three hundred and eighteen senior enlisted over this opinion.." Lt. Lin smiled, "The rest got the hint.."
"Just how in Sam hell did this crap get pulled off," Van Riper asked.
The crew from the Providence-E that were present, all pointed to Lt. Commander Jackson..
"You heard the slip up of, who put the G- back in gestapo. You should have some idea how dangerous this man is. " Lt. Lin bluntly responded, and looked at the Lt. Commander, "Sir we are spinning our wheels. Might I suggest we take the Liaisons for a little bit fuller tour. Then we break for dinner.."
"I have to go back to the bridge and make sure they didnt trade it for 24 dollars in beads anyway.." Lt. Commander Blue turned towards the General, "Lt. Lin will escort you to medical.. Some of our people do want to meet you.."
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USS Providence E
"Seaman Kraut," General Van Ripper looked at the sailor in question.
"Physically fine. We were giving her Placebos.." The CMO smiled, "Perhaps you should talk with her. She is your descendant.."
"Really," Van Riper read the pad in front of him.. He got a look on his face..
"Your indiscretions follow you to the future good sir. That is who is her great grandmother." The CMO smiled, "Or is it the fact she is bi with a 65 percent tendency towards being a Lesbian. She lost someone she loved and it will take us about one month of initial treatment and another year of counseling to get her back to where she was."
The General had a look on his face..
"Why dont you go in there General? She needs family.. " Seeing the look on the general face, "We are not gonna tell anyone general. She knows who you are and to be point blank honest she needs you. As Chief Medical Officer I have to humbly request your help. We are short handed and just maybe you can advance her therapy."
Instead of responding, the General walked over to the Seaman.
When she saw him she broke down again..
"Seaman Kraut," General Van Riper moves half a hair closer...
Seaman Kraut looks down in shame muttering to herself..
Taking a step closer, his fatherly instincts took over.."Its ok little one." Giving her a hug, "When your better, come by my office. We will share a drink over the comrades we lost.. I will tell you about my mother..You look a little bit like her. Although, seaman I do have a very important question for you..Why in the hell did you join the women's department of the Marine Corps?"
Seaman Kraut paused, then she laughed wiping away part of the tears.." The Navy recruiter was cuter.. and single.. The Marine Recruiter in our time was former DI.. She had a Bulldog faced.."
Observing from a distance, The CMO tapped a screen. "Breakthrough achieved with Seaman Kraut. "
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USS Providence-E
Smokers - sparring ring
Ensign Carson was out cold on the mat, "Wake up the Ensign.." chief Uts smiled when he saw Marcinko enter.. "Captain on deck.."
Seeing every one come to attention, "At ease.." Marcinko walks over to the Ensign waking up, "Ensign looks to me like you have bit off more then you can chew.."
"Captain it was just luck.. I can take chief, he is old.." Ensign Carson stood up, "Chief you tired yet? I can go all day.."
Chief puts his mouth piece back in," Ding ding..."
Twenty seconds later Ensign Carson is laying on his back seeing stars..
"Did I get him," Ensign Carson speaks..
"Kid keep practicing.. You got the middle one, but the other two got.."
"Captain would it wrong to lay so the world stops spinning," Carson responds..
"Ensign.. You have to get up. I do not care were you find it from, if your conscious you keep moving. It keeps you alive," Captain Marcinko shook his head..
The Ensign wobbily stands up and puts his mouth piece back, "Scuse me Chief I can take all three of you.." ensign Carson falls down hard...
The Referee pulls out a med patch and puts it on the Ensign.. Reading the vitals, "He is done for now.."
The Ensign sits up,"Damn it.." He stands up, "Chief, I am.." He falls to one knee.
Chief Uts walks over to the Ensign and whispers, "Sir.. Stand up.."
"Ensign your going to medical.. Early signs of head trauma," The Referee coldly states..
"I can still fight.."
"Ensign," Marcinko speaks.. "Doc there did NOT make that a request.. Your starting to hurt Chiefs hand.." Taking a wild guess," And if you hurt Chief.."
"Yes sir captain.. I can take him," Ensign Carson has to be helped out of the ring.
Marcinko holds the ropes, "The first lesson you got.. Keep moving.."
"Thank you sir," Ensign Carson is being helped to medical..
"Care to take the Ensigns place sir.. No rank in the Ring. "Chief Uts smiles, "Unless you think that arm will slow you down old man.. I'll understand.."
Captain Marcinko smoothly climbs into the ring, "I just don't want you to claim I cheated and used the cast to beat you down Chief.."
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Junk Yard
Outskirts Mobile, Alabama
"All right Feller.. Thats a hard bargain.. We's got a deal," the old man with one tooth smiles.. The two shake hands, "That much, me and the old ball and chain hightail it out of here.."
Commander West Smiles as he looks out at the old junk yard, "My boss's mamma grew up in the country . He wants a place that reminds her of home.. And if she decides she is feeling good, the church is just up the street.."
"So what he do fo a livin." The old man looked over the Cashiers check, "Not that its my benuss'.."
"He was in the Rat race..Selling and buying futures.. However his mama got down.. Had to put her in an old folks home.. Well he visited her and.. Lets just say he is not very happy. He is gonna build her an fashioned home.. With just the conviences for her wheel chair, a big tv for her shows, and a convection oven.. "
"Sounds like a good man.. whats he gonna do wit all the junk..People still bring in the clunkers.."
"He figures a man has to work.. He aint really worried over money.. So he's probably gonna keep running the Junk Yard.. " Commander West smiled, "Beside his momma aint gonna want him around the house all the time.."
The old man laughs, "Beside he also aint gonna want to be at home with mama all the time.." Looking at the Commander, What about you you two aint.. Well it is.."
"God no.." West fakes a laugh, "I got traded in for a younger model. I did love her but, Cant have a woman that runs around on you.. I just aint found the right woman yet.. My boss is in the same boat."
"Like that Hero on TV.. Wife runnin around like that..Now the whole nation done seen that.. I would hold another lady's hand myself.." The old man shook his head, "You military son.. You walk like my old uncle did.."
"Been out five years.. Navy.. Cant ever get the sea water smell out.."
The old man laughs,"Sound like him to.. Go out and get fancified.. Still stuck sounding funny.."
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Training Base
San Diego
Quarter Deck
"Where is my Husband? I demand to speak to him," Mrs. Kann slammed her hands down on the desk. "You cant keep him from me.."
The watch picks up the phone, "Hey chief.. Someone is out here for you.." STG2 Jones smiles, "No sir.. They insist on you coming out here personally.."
Muttering something..
"I'll let them know your on your way," STG2 Jones smiled after he hung up the Phone..
Chief comes out and see's Mrs. Kann. He looks at STG2 who quickly goes back to paperwork..
"Why is someone trying to ruin my reputation? That young marine gave me a ride to my house.."
Chief covers his face, breathing deeply. "STG2 Jones.. Call the Lt.. This is now an inter-command issue.."
"What do you mean inter command issue," Mrs. Kann Asked..
"Your.. Your.. I cant play this crap, "Chief grimaced. "I do not want you on my base or near my other sailors. Mrs. Kann I am going to have the watch escort you to.."
"My dear husband was nearly killed last night.. And this is how you treat.."
From out side the Quarter deck, The sound of three humvees rolling in.. Marines pile out of the Humvees..
A man in a Marine Corps Colonel uniform walks up, "Chief.. Dont call it I have to much crap to do." Taking off his cover as he enters, "Mike Wiley, Colonel USMC, Liaison Command.. Chief I am here to execute these orders.."
Chief takes the orders, "Thank you for the courtesy of letting us know."
"Chief.." The colonel Sighs, "Never mind.. We informed Several people we were coming over.. Let me guess no pass down?"
"Not a damn peep Colonel," Chief had a look on his face.
"We are here to grab everything Related to Seaman Kann and Seaman Letch." The Colonel waved the Marines past the Quarterdeck, "Sargent you have your orders execute them. "
"Aye Colonel, "The Sargent walked right into the building.
"Chief, Do not be alarmed.."
"Excuse me Colonel Wiley," Mrs. Kann interjected. "You know where my husband is? No one will tell me or let me see him. I am worried."
Taking a moment, "Mrs. Nautia Kann I assume." He snaps his fingers and another Marine brings up a briefcase. Colonel Wiley opens up the Briefcase and pulls out a set of papers. "Mrs. Kann on behalf of the United States Navy.." He hands her the set of paper clipped papers, "STG2 please note the papers delivered in the order they are delivered in the Deck log."
"What is this," Mrs. Kann begins to read?
"The first set your reading is notice of issuance of a FISA warrant. From this point forward your are banned from discussing any of the paperwork delivered to you. Nor are you allowed to discuss anything regarding your husband with anyone. You have an assigned JAG officer you may call to see by appointment off base."
"You cant do this," Mrs. Kann starts crocodile tears.. "He is my husband.."
Handing her a second set of paperwork, "These are the orders for you to surrender your dependent ID and your cars base access stickers."
Chief's eyes go wide, but he walks over to STG2, "I'll write the deck log. Just take notes. We will destroy the notes after we write the Log."
"If you need to go to the Exchange or medical, You are to call the JAG officer. He will arrange for your escort on the base exchange and medical. From this point forward you are not allowed on any military base without an escort.."
Mrs. Kann sniffles..
The Colonel hands her a another set of papers, "Until such a time as the level of threat is determined.. This is an emergency Restraining Order requested by the SEC NAV, The Westpac fleet Admiral, This commands CO, Thirty second streets CO, and Your husbands new CO, granted this afternoon by the Magistrate. You are not allowed to go with in Three hundred feet of your husband. Nor is he allowed within three hundred feet of you. All communication is prohibited between the two of you. You may call and talk with his mother and that is it."
"There is no way this is Legal," Mrs. Kann's tears are gone.."You have no legal standing in personal.."
Handing her another paper, "This is a search warrant issued by the JAG office authorizing a search of your PPV housing. Do to a recent Drug raid here on base.. " the Colonel smiled, "STG2, Please escort Mrs. Kann to the GATE. My men will search her car then bring it to the gate.."
As she starts to speak, STG2 takes her by her Elbow, "This way Mrs. Kann."
She throws the papers down on the Quarter Deck, "He is sleeping with that tramp from the bar. Your just her friends.. I will have your Careers for this.."
Colonel Wiley smiles, "Mam, Last I was informed, Your husband is NOT sleeping with the lady in question."
"Chief you have a duty to intervene," Mrs. Kann starts a tantrum. "I will have your hides.. She kissed him in the bar and its on tape. Your aiding and abetting a sailor committing an act of Adultery, Fraternization, and a breach of good order and discipline."
STG2 Jones takes Mrs. Kann by the elbow, "Mam. Your husband is NOT sleeping with the woman.. She is merely giving him a ride to his barrack's room."
The Chief and the Colonel Snort at the comment.
Mrs. Kann breaks free and storms out.. "I never.."
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Conference Room
"..online two hours ago. Apparently someone posted this copy of the USS Providence E's UCMJ.." The CNO shook his head, "The main points Mr. President.."
"Gays openly serving in the Military," Cheney read the file. "They Blacked out the names of.. Nevermind it has the seal of the President."
President Bush shook his head, "This has already caused fall out. Women serving in front line combat positions, Draconian discipline measures, clearly outlined medical requirement treatment for the prevention of Military related disorders, required fraternization ... "
Rumsfeld read the files, "Those Bastards!!! How dare they.. Who do they think they are? I want that ship taken now!"
President Bush turned to the Page that upset Rumsfeld.. As he read the page he smiled.. "Mr. Rumsfeld I have about had enough of you.. How do you intend to take it. Assault it, nuke it, or what take hostages.."
"Mr. President," Rumsfeld tried to speak..
"Dick.. I think it is time you and Mr. Rumsfeld have a talk.. From what I am being told, the blame for the failure of defeating the Taliban is laid at his feet.." Bush takes a drink of his water, " The speculation from this seems to indicate a failure of various administrations policies. However your the first link in the chain.. I am going to have a lot of issues popping out from the woodwork. The liberals and the conservatives are both going to have a lot of crap to say. I do not have time for this."
"The Crew of the Providence leaked it.." Rumsfeld tried to defend himself, "I will.."
"Do nothing," Cheney responded. "The NSA looked into it. It seems someone from the Liaison staff you chose released it. General Van Riper has requested to remove everyone you chose from the Liaison Command.. George signed the orders authorizing the request an hour ago."
"You cant do this," Rumsfeld paused as both Cheney and Bush gave him an evil looked. Rumsfeld stormed out.
"Mr. President.. It seems the straw vote is not even close," Cheney responds. "Admiral Clarke.. Please notify General Van Riper we will be scheduling a CMOH ceremony at the white house once all the paperwork goes through."
"I do want a chance to speak with my two sailors.. As soon as they are done in quarantine. What did research get from the Providence Hovering into the City and over that bar.."
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Certainly the game is rigged. Don't let that stop you; if you don't bet you can't win.
Robert A. Heinlein
San Diego
Training Base
"Good.. He deserves a better woman then you and is a better man then you should have ," The young female sailor growls.
A female voice says something back..
"Really, you left the bar with Private Halon." A loud voice comes from the phone, "Nautia, you got your groove on..I hope he has her bent over and calling his name.. It cost.."
"Excuse Seaman Thumper," Chief Robinson calmly spoke.
"Chief Robinson," Seaman Thumper paused.
Chief reached down and took her phone as the female went off. Chief walked the phone over to a female chief, "Chief G.."
Closing her eyes, Chief G takes the phone. She listens for a second, "This is Chief Gurenostor. Mrs. Kann I am only going to tell you once. I agree with Seaman Thumper.. I hope he has her preying to Jesus all damn day and night..Now I am going to be clear with this. Your are not allowed to contact any sailor while they are standing on this Base. You try to bypass the papers again and I will come to your house and beat the ever loving S$%^ out of you.. "
Mrs. Kann says something as Chief G hangs up.
Handing the phone back to Chief Robinson with a very relaxed look on her face, "Always a good way to get the day rolling.. Thank you Chief.."
Taking the phone back to Seaman Thumper, "Seaman Thumper, Mrs. Kann calls you. Take the phone to Chief G.."
Thumper smiles, "Aye Chief.." Thumper looks down and takes a deep breath..Three sailors walk up like they want to say something, stopping short..
Thumper picks up the phone and places a call, "Come on.. Crawl out from under her.." The phone goes to voice mail, Thumper Whispers, "Anthos.. please answer..Damn it.."
Chief Robinson Pick up his phone, "Hey hon.. Busy.."
"We're on," the voice responds..
Chief watches as the new arrivals are all staring at Seaman Thumper. They talk to one of the females but go quiet when they see Chief Robinson looking at them.
"Been busy here at the base.. About three problems have come up.."
"Understood chief.. We have got feed.." The Voice on the other end takes a few seconds, "Crap. With him indisposed the other parts of this incident.. Chief buy me some time.."
Chief Robinson sits down facing Seaman Thumper, "Its ok honey.. Things seem to have slowed down.."
Thumper Smiles and Dials again, "Come on.." it goes to voice mail.. "S#$%.."
Taking a deep breath, "Orla." In a whisper, "Do not acknowledge me.. Pretend your talking on your phone."
Orla Thumper pauses but does as Chief says..
"Now, Seaman Kann gave me a message that in case he got in trouble to keep an eye on you. Sit rep.." In a very low voice, "Leave nothing out."
"Hey man.. I am so glad your listening.. Seaman Rueger's buddies are are looking to start something. Seems they think we had something to do with their buddy going down." Orla moved her head to another side..
"Smart girl," still whispering.. "I want you to stand up then fall back down but catch yourself.."
She stands up as the Chief told her to then falls to the table..
"Honey I'll call you back.." Chief gets loud.. "Seaman Thumper," faking over worry.. "Chief G.."
The Female Chief comes quickly over..
"She stood up to leave then she fell.. We might need to get her to medical.."
Playing alone, "I am fine." She gives the three sailors staring out at here an evil look, "I am just recovering.."
"Chief Robinson.. Sick call is full.. They canceled all non-emergencies..They are having to deal with the events in town and on base.." Chief G, put the back of her hand to Thumpers head, "A little warm.." Pausing, "You did get an STD check right.."
The three Sailors watching snicker. Chief G turns around and gives an evil look to three of them.
"Chief, I do have a friend at balboa.. Little snot owes me.. I might can get her in.." Chief Robinson smiles, "It will take some wrangling.. I have to be back in, in about ten minutes.."
"The Master Chief in charge of that course owes me a lot.. Do not worry about it Robinson," She looks back over at the three sailors as two females join them.. They all start whispering..
Robinson gets on his cell phone, he listens as it rings..
"Hey its Robinson," Chief smiles as he walks up behind the five sailors. "I know your busy but I need to get a sailor in medical.. She was victimized.. I need..."
"Chief you need to stop spreading rumors.. She is just," One of the Sailors opened his mouth..
"Stand by HM3," Robinson then looked down.
For the next two minutes he chewed all five out as they started to argue.
One of the sailor balled up his fist, "Chief, Watch your mouth he is a good friend of mine. His a good christian.. Her little buddy set my good friend up.. And I will.."
All five jumped three feet, "You will what.. Recruit.."
"I am not a," The seaman shut his mouth as he turned around. Behind him was STG1 Ison, "STG1 I.."
"Chief, my apologies for their behavior.." Looking back at the sailors, "Chief wont hit you but I will. And trust me right about now I feel like breaking things.. " He lifts up the two trunks he called arms, and rubbed his chin..
The three males gulped, and the two females went wide eyed..
"You wouldnt hit a lady," One of the females said something..
"You two are about as much of a lady as I am," A Female voice spoke. "Now when an NCO address you ladies you will show proper discipline."
"Yes mam," the whole smoke deck was at attention.
"All but you five, carry on," The Female Lt. Returned the Salute. "So you Mother F$%^ers dont want to do what your told."
"Mam.. they are telling lies about Seaman R.." The loud mouth male was interrupted..
"If I wanted your opinion I would have it beat out of you.." The Female Lt. walked over to Chief Robinson... "Thank you chief," The Lt. took the phone. "HM3, this is Lt. Jane Hasslent. I hate to impose.."
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Bridge USS Providence
"No problem mam," Lt. Lin shook his head "We can find a way to make sure that takes place."
"Good HM3, I want all the males on the base retested for STD's.. They will all be below the Rank of Lt."
Seniors voice comes back over the intercom, "Mam it is not .."
"Senior I did not ask for your input.. All the males below my rank will be tested for STD's, I am putting the orders in writing." The female orders, "This is not open for debate.. When you go cry to master chief Make sure he knows these five fine upstanding sailors not only disrespected me, they interrupted my break from this crap. So Senior enjoy the baby bottle cleaner as it goes up your Penis.. Tell Master chief the same thing.."
The Sound of a very pissed off Senior Chief came through the com, "Aye mam.. I will definitely be letting Master Chief know he gets treated for STD's with 1970's equipment, because five seaman decide to disrespect you.."
One of the Females cries, "But they will kill us.."
The Bridge Crew is biting their tongues..
"The future SECNAV is an evil B#$%.. Is she single, I dont remember? I think I am in love Lt.." Chief Uts shakes his head..
"So let me get this straight.. Your brave enough to stalk someone as a team but not strong enough to face superior numbers your self.. Its not really my problem as it was ordered to me to stay out of what your friend did.. Its not them or her I d be afraid of.. "
"What do you mean , mam." One of the males asked in a scared voice.
"You see I agree with you that someone set your friend up. You see the only suspect..got away with it.. So that tells me if you really want to F#$% with him.. I might can get you a face to face.." The Lt. Was very mad.. "Seaman Wrap, your one of Kann's friend.. Go get my car, your gonna go with Seaman Thumper and myself to Balboa..
"Aye Lt.," Seaman Wrap takes the Lt.'s keys..
" STG1 Ilon, If your free I want you and Chief Robinson to follow me..If these sailors give you any hassle put them in your trunk. I assume you can fit all five even if you have to break a few things"
The man with the huge arms smiled, "I can fit them in my trunk to start off with if you like. If you will cover with me for 32nd street.."
"Apparently I have to be there a little later too.. If we are late just come in with me.. These numb skulls have earned my attention and I'll make sure whoever we are meeting with will know it was them.. My main concern is Seaman Thumper," Lt. Hasslent spoke..
Lt. Lin answered, "Yes mam.. She is the Priority.. Have seaman Rask is it.."
"HM3 it's Seaman Wrap," the Female Lt. Answered.
"Have Seaman Wrap bring her to the side door. I am doing this for Chief Robinson.. I'll slip her in..The STD testing.. I'll talk with my boss and see about getting it done.. "
"Can you get these three males in today," the Lt ask.
"I can sneak them in, I know of an easier way with the STD testing.. I'll go tell one of the female doctors they are disrespecting a Female officer. Something about bare foot and pregnant in the kitchen.. I have one in mind.."
The female Lt. Laughed, "I like you, to bad your enlisted.. Good job HM3.."
"I know you cant date enlisted mam," Lt. Lin paused and took a deep breath.."I know a retired MMA fighter who is single. He thinking of opening his own gym.. You go out with him and I will find a way to get every one you want tested done in a couple of days.."
Chief Uts gave a quiet pump yes..
Lt. Lin held up his hand to be quiet..
She whispers on the phone, "I.. HM3 this is inappropriate.."
"I owe him money.. You scratch my back I scratch yours.. He loves Italian food, no children, but two ex-wives.."
"I want them all tested by Friday 1700," Lt. Hasslent responded.. "Saturday, 1900 hundred, and he better be interesting otherwise I will make your life hell HM3.." She hangs up the phone..
"Thank you Lt. Lin you need anyt," Chief Uts pauses.."This I take it is not pleasure," Uts gets a little deflated..
"Chief all I need is for you to be her Friend.. No expectations.. You will do what you want.. For her safety I want you there.. "
"I see, "Chief Utz was not sounding happy..
"Damn it Chief.. You showed an interest in her. So you get easy day duties. Most of the Marines that came back with us are already deployed in the Field.. The Captain has to keep some on board. We will delay the meeting to buy her and STG1 time to deal with this issue."
"I do like how she has dealt with those five rats.. I would not want to be them when they get back to base.." Chief Uts smiled..
"Good," Lt. Lin tapped the comms..
"Balboa, this is HM3 Hale.."
The comms switch off several things, " HM1 ,Lt. Lin, this is what your gonna do.."
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Washington, DC
Electronic Meeting place
"They pose a threat to our plans," The man in the Shadows spoke.
"The Copy of the UCMJ indicates that." The older male voice speaks. "I want a list of everything we know about these people. I also want to know who the damn President was that wrote these rules."
"So far we have narrowed it down to about six officers who are young. We have considered bringing them into the fold." The other voice in the shadow spoke, "We need to get people on the Liaison Command. Our people got removed.."
Tapping her fingers together, "My fellows.." The female voice calmly spoke, "We need to consider something. "
"What would that be," The older male voice asked.
"The profile is wrong. " General Van Riper's profile came up in the middle of the room. "This man is feeding us bulls$%^. His reports show he knows a lot more then he is letting on. "
"Why do you say that, " the male voice responds..
"The UCMJ we are reading indicates something no one in this room wants to admit. We lost and we lost big time.."
"Please.." The elder voice added, "Even if we all died.. Other plans are in place to prevent our overall design from failing.."
"I am instituting the Tenth man rule," The Female responds. "And under such, I see that we lose. Look at the very responses you have given.. I say the Profile you have stated is off. We need a different set of points to search for the basics.."
After a minute of silence, "Very well what profile have you started?"
"The people you had construct this are good, the problem is they started at the wrong place.." The Female voice continues, "For instance. This UCMJ seems to have been written in one administration with a few add ons.. So we need to extend the parameters. The leader who wrote this had military experience as did the SEC DEF. However, the orders indicate that the personalities did not fit in with the rest of the herd. I cant see them being officers.. The language just doesnt fit.."
The Elder pauses, "Take a team of profilers and work your theory.." Pausing for a moment,"Our main concern is managing the release of the technology. We cant let these people have control, long term.. I have a few things to do.. As I am sure we all do." The Elder signs off..
The shadow voices all sign off.. As they all disappeared the lights came back on..The Lady turns off the secured port.. She picks up her cell Phone and dials. Waiting for an answer she takes a sip of her wine..
"My dear woman.." The male voice answers..
"I missed you to my dear man. When I get home.. The things I will do to you.."
"Why Mrs. Anderson your feeling naughty arent you.."
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USS Providence -E
"Whats on your mind.." Boats looked at the young man in her bed, "I want you to eat some more.. Your gonna need your energy.."
"Wide bottom one," Letch reaches over and grabs Rebecca. After Kissing her, "I'll be honest.. I do want more.. You have made me forget about a lot of my problems.."
"Your not old enough," Boats is interrupted.
Letch picks her up, Holding her by her hips and braces her against a bulk head.."I think I have your attention. I removed the cobwebs.. And I checked, not a single grey hair so dont start.."
Rebecca Giggles, "Allright my stud.. What is on your mind. I need a few more minutes." Letch gently lets her feet slide to the ground.
"I read our orders.. We have been transferred to this liaison command. No big deal.. My issue is my buddy.. Before I apparently died and went to heaven,His wife had just had another affair."
Rebecca kisses Rufus, "My dear man..." Rebecca pauses..
"I am worried about the mess I am facing when i get out of here.." Letch looks down, "Rebecca I am not the hero from that bar.. I got knocked out cold from behind trying to save you. I was out at least a minute or two.. Kann pulled me and you to safety.. He then dumped 80 proof on my face till I woke up.. He was firing when I woke up."
Rebecca shakes her head, "That lieing sack of.." She huffs, " Honey you got right back up and started firing and fighting. Those two are just alike in some things.."
"Your not mad at me, I should have.."
"I have been in fire fights before my dear stud.. Neither one of you ran.. Your buddy has a habit of giving credit to everyone but himself.. He gave you the last bit of ammo without blinking.."
"Rebecca I am the better shot by a mile," Letch shook his head. " Last time we went to the gun range he didnt even bother firing. He was pissed off.."
Putting her finders up to Letch's lip.. "shu.. Leann.. My dear Captain Leann Sanchez.. She met your buddy when he was an old man. She has loved him since the day she met him.." She picks up a bottle of water..
"The bar kiss," Letch shook his head.
"Was to shut me up.. She failed miserably.. Both of those souls are working out some deep seated S#$%." Rebecca takes a drink of her water, "I am going to enjoy my last day with you in my room.."
Letch smiles," Aye Master Chief.."
"I told you not to call me," Rebecca could only kiss Rufus Letch back as he interrupted her..
She drops the Water bottle as he picks her back up.. As she wraps her arms around Letch, "Bad Sailor.."
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An army of principles can penetrate where an army of soldiers cannot.
Thomas Paine
Medical Bay
USS Providence-E
"He was supposed to be released by now. General Van Riper is slightly pissed to say the least.. Since Seaman Kann has been assigned to me. Lt. Commander Blue, my briefing said you did things.. You did things differently, but really.." The Air Force Colonel looked into the Medical bay..
Both Officers looked into the CMO office. Captain Sanchez was in a white negligee. She was having an intense discussion with the medical doctor..
"Lt. Commander Blue," the Captain in the negligee pointed and motioned for Blue...
"Colonel Cook, you have to forgive what your about to see. My duty is clear in what I am about to do.. My God Damn boat is either going to return full function or I am about to beat some heads in.." Lt. Commander Blue stormed straight into the CMO's office..
Waiting about thirty seconds, Colonel Cook follows the Lt. Commander in. However he turns to the medical bay.. Walking over to the Seaman he sees the foot pads and splints on the Seaman.. "Colonel Cook.."
"Colonel," Seaman Kann responds..
"Stay off formalities for now.. I want to see this argument," Colonel Cook watches the heated discussion taking place..
"..Psi function. The test may have been experimental but.." The CMO sees the Colonel watching.
"I do not give a rats ASS," Lt. Commander Blue speaks. "Is he healthy for duty or not.."
"The Smitty Protocols require I call the Captain on.."
"Doc, just Shut the F$%^ up." Lt. Commander Blue orders as he glares at the Captain, "Unless Leann.. Are you re-assuming your command right now.. Because if not.. I have my duty to do. Which means maintaining Order and Discipline.. I am the acting Dictator, I really dont care if he can walk on water..."
The Captain holds up her hand. She walks over and closes the Door..
"Its sound Proof Colonel.. Not to mention the see through material will change to block you observing anything."
Colonel Cook observes as the previously see through material becomes opaque. Looking at the Seaman feet and shins, "I assume their Doctor did this? What did they say was wrong?"
"Doc gave me this test. He started acting weird however when I was half way through it... He called Le..Captain Sanchez in."
Colonel Cook notices the sad emotion coming from Seaman Kann. 'This is completely unfair to Seaman Kann. He .. Damn it.. Not even here in this damn command Three hours and a Major problem. God D#$% Navy.. '
"She.. Captain Sanchez came in and for some reason the test changed.. As for my feet Colonel. I have... I had Plantar fasciitis.. Doc perform a two minute procedure on my feet and my shins.."
"Youll be out of rotation for a couple weeks.." Colonel Cook was not to happy..
"Actually Colonel.. Doc said I would be able to PT by morning Muster.." Seaman Kann gave him look, "Colonel how much shit am I in.. "
"With who.." Colonel Cook shook his head," You have several options to chose from.. I am more curious on how you managed to piss off officers in Four out of Five Branches.. That takes a lot of skill.."
A red head wearing a bikini, walks in with a package. She walks up to Seaman Kann.. She cuts in front of the Colonel, "Anthos.." She Reaches over and gives him a bear hug. "Do not ever change?" She kisses his forehead, "Letch told me what happened..You beautiful bastard."
"Boats do not let him lie to you.. He went down saving you.. He has always been a better sailor then I could ever.."
"Seaman Kann," Boats growls. She hugs him tighter, "I know its going to be hard on you.. I'll look after Leann. Take care of Letch for me.. Promise me.."
Colonel Cook just sets back and observes.
She hands Kann a package, "Make sure ONLY Letch sees these." She turns to the Colonel, "If I find out the Liaison Command looked through them.. I will hunt you all down and kill you.. Staring with you Colonel.."
Colonel Cook smiles, "Understood.. Boats.."
"Now Anthos," She leans forward and whispers something to Seaman Kann. It brings a smile to his face, "And you better not tell a GOD D#$% soul.."
"Aye, Boats.."
The door from the CMO's office opens, Captain Sanchez takes a deep Breath. "Colonel Cook.."
"Captain Sanchez.."
"I want you to get all personnel best described as downtimers off my Boat. You have One hour.. After that they go over board.." Captain Sanchez turns to Boats, "Master Chief Shelts.. I want you to join me on the Bridge for a walk through in two hours.."
"Aye Captain," The Red head in the Bikini spoke.
"By The Way,Colonel Cook welcome Aboard the USS Providence -E.. Now get The F$%^ off my boat.." Captain Sanchez turns to leave..
"Captain.. May I speak with you in Private for a moment.."
"Master Chief," Captain Sanchez stops at the door. "Very well.. Lt. Commander Blue you have your orders.. Lt. Commander Wilson, make sure our Guest in Medical have their records leave with the Colonel.. "
The CMO motions for the Colonel to follow him. The Lt. Commander starts leaving as do the other Personnel..
"You stay Seaman Kann," Boats growls.
"Aye Master chief," Seaman Kann Pauses and sits back down.
"Do not give me that look Lt. Commander! I will have a report on your desk later.. Right now I have an enlisted matter I have to deal with.. Unless of course you want to do the Paperwork.."
"I'm good master Chief," The Lt. Commander smiles when he catches Boats giving him a wink. "The Rest of you Lazy Arses get out." The rest move quickly..
From inside the CMO's Office, Colonel Cook looks out, Just before the Door shuts..
"Where in sam hell do you get off Leann.. I am in charge of enlisted persons and Seaman Kann Deserves a helluve of a lot better treatment then the crap you just pulled.. Business isnt Business, Ca.."
The Door shuts as the Argument gets heated..
"You can Relax Colonel, "The CMO sits down and pours himself a drink. "Relax it just a psychosomatic drink.. Makes my mind think I am drinking and calms my nerves.. Not alcoholic.. Want one.."
"Sorry , on duty doc."
"You have My word Colonel I will send you the files.." Seeing the colonel observe the Argument, " Boats is doing her job.. God bless her.."
After a few minutes, the Argument ends and Boats walks over to the door opening it.. "Colonel Cook, please come with me.. You now Have three hours to get your personnel off loaded."
Colonel Cook is lead out. He sees Captain Sanchez holding Seaman Kann close to her. In fact, They are both holding each other tightly..
"Colonel, I have to ask for privacy in this matter.." Boats walks the Colonel out, "The two of them have one last thing to work out.. If you have any problems with the Seaman.. Do not be afraid to call me.."
"What other problems might I have," Colonel Cook asked as he walked down the corridor?
"Colonel.. Seaman Kann lied as did Seaman Letch. He will report that Letch was out cold for about two minutes.. Colonel, Seaman Kann was the only one standing for over ten minutes.. Doc was very upset because the Seaman is not supposed to leave his care.."
As he stopped, "Ten minutes..Against trained operatives.. How in the hell?"
"Colonel.. We have it on tape as do your people.." Boats started walking again, "I got caught up a little on the reports." Sailors got out of the way as they walked.. "Initially he froze and dragged Leann behind the bar. She started coughing up blood. Something snapped.. He went psychotic.."
"So I am dealing with PTSD," Colonel Cook was not showing a happy look.
"The therapy," Boats smiled evilly.. "It should hold for about two weeks.. Doc wants counseling sessions ASAP. Him or Chaps will coordinate with you for the appointments..Its a little more then PTSD.."
"I'll have to," Colonel Cook stops again. "I have a feeling this is not a request."
"I am giving you a heads up.. We got our Captain roughly back in shape now.. She is used to being in charge and not having to rely on others. We used what we had to fix issues. Now, we have to fix the Sailor.."
"Do I have to deal with any more therapy sessions," Colonel Cook asked?
"That... No," Boats sighed.. "If you do.. Stay the f$%^ out of it.."
"I take it that the General will be telling me this.."
"All but the last bit.. The last bit is me.. I started out in EOD and I know where you all sleep Colonel. Dont think buildings dont roll in this century.." Seeing the look on the Colonel's face, "Ask Captain Marcinko.. He will translate to Air Force-ese.."
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Impromptu Shielding area
32nd street
General Van Riper looked out over the USS Providence(SSN-719), "She is ours now. We will be using her as a test bed."
Pierre Sprey looked over the Providence sub, "The surviving crew has been assigned to our command. I have a few ideas General.. I can get you some specs in a few hours.."
"Good.. Any issues with getting what you need?"
"Just the standard BS.. I can deal with it," Sprey smiles, "Were old hands at this game General. However.."
"Spit it out..Pull me aside anytime you feel the need. I want your full honesty even when I am wrong.. "
"The Crew of the E are also old hands," Sprey kept looking at the Boat in front of them. "We reviewed everything we can.. General, They are just about us in a hundred years. And General.. They are up to more then they have told us.."
"Keep Going," Van Riper looked out over the injured Sub.
"First I am sure you noticed the absence of the XO.." Sprey spoke, "The second thing is.. They have not mentioned who the VP was.."
"I put the Professor on both issues.. So far he has made little head way.." General Van Riper shook his head, "We also have a few Politicians wanting to come visit the Area. It seems our two wayward sailors are being fast tracked.."
"I think they deserve it.. I saw the tape.." Sprey was looking at the sub, "Especially the once and future kid.. Has NCIS managed to get a full reconstruction.."
"They are a little pissed over some missing paperwork.. Seaman Kann's after action report is just going to piss them off more." General Van Riper smiled, "Downed third jack and coke.. Lady sunbathing earlier, kissed me..She smelt good, like fresh strawberries.. She tasted like that first glass of lemonade after a day in the sun.. Reality went south from there.. Fog of war.. Under attack.. Realized it was me or them.. They died.. That was his whole report, word for word."
Pierre Sprey couldn't stop himself from laughing, "Seems some what eloquent.."
"I sent it to Admiral Clarke unedited as soon as it hit my desk," General Van Riper turned and looked at Sprey. "They said they had to have it immediately.. From what I hear, Admiral Clarke just forwarded it to the NCIS Director.. One of my marines in the White house told me Junior Chuckled when he read it.."
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Las Vegas
Bar on the strip
"I understand.. The Nation's business calls. We can reschedule, " The Brunette smiled. "Of coarse Senator, I am feeling charitable to night. I will hold your deposit for a week."
The TV in the bar plays, "The footage you have just seen is very graphic..."
As she hangs up the Phone, the Brunette smiles and toast the TV, "To Anthos Kann.. You made it to the big leagues Red.."
A well built man grinned at the Brunette. "You know the Kid on TV.."
She smiles as she turns and sees the well built man, "Same High School."
"Same High School," The man smiled..
A drunk man walks up, "Hey.. You overpriced, high class whore.. "
"Good Sir I may be a whore, but for you the shingle is not out. I am pretty sure you cant afford me," The brunette turns her back on the Drunk.
As she turns her back, The Drunk man puts his hands on her shoulder. "Do you know who I am? I am on the Ga.."
The man who was talking to her, Grabbed the drunk gently. "Buddy I was talking to the Lady.. Just walk away."
"There is no need, sir. I told him no and he seems to forget we have had this conversation before."
"You cant stay an independent whore out here anymore," The drunk spoke as two men started to walk up.
Whispering as he bent the drunks arm up roughly, "Tell your two men to sit back down or I keep the arm."
The Brunette picks up her phone and makes a call, "Obadiah is drunk and at it again.."
Obadiah drunkenly , "Were cool.." He turns back and whispers, "Your dead.."
Three men in hotel security quickly walked up, "Obadiah.."
The man lets him go..
"I'll be back," Obadiah shakes off his jacket as he leaves..
"Mrs. Avits are you Ok," The lead security guard ask..
"Thanks Juan," Mrs. Avits hangs up the phone. "Boys I am ok. Thanks to.."
"John Oxford," the man smiled.
"Mr. Oxford here.. Military?" Mrs. Avits nodded to security. They walked away.
"Marine.. Who was that idiot?"
"A very powerful man. His father controls a lot of the Prostitution that goes on the West Coast." Avits Smile, "I guess I can let you buy me a drink.."
Oxford shows his hand and takes out a credit card, "Obadiah doesnt mind. Seems he dropped his wallet."
She laughs, "You know he will come for you.."
"Mam.. Marines dont run.. Especially from his type," Oxford smiles. "I would be derelict in my duties if I did not accept a Pretty Ladies offer of a drink.."
"I am no lady, Marine. A girl has to make an honest living somehow. Mine pays pretty good.. Damn good.. We will talk, and only talk.." She smiles as the bartender brings her drink of choice, "Martian Sunrise for me.."
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Penthouse
Later on
"She is asleep," Oxford smiled even though he was on comm. "She tried to drink me under the table."
"No issues Major," Captain Sanchez's voice came over the comm.
"No mam.. Some ape named Obadiah promised to kill me..I am paying him a friendly visit tomorrow.." Pausing, "By the Way, Captain are You all right..You made the front page again."
"Major.. I will be eventually..."
"Understood.. Mam, would you Let Lin know his crap is here and running. The VP is secured.. I want to double check everything first."
"Understood, Sanchez out.."
He walks back to Atis. Oxford reaches down and pulls her blanket over her.."Sleep well Madam VP.. Your Marines are on watch.."
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Success consists of going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm.
Winston Churchill
Bridge of the USS Providence 2.0
Test Bed Liaison Technologies
Pacific Ocean
A month and a half later
"Colonel, "Lt. Commander Hasslent reported. "The hull is holding."
"Dont sound shocked," Colonel Cook grinned as he sat in the command Chair. "I could get used to this. I can see the attraction you Navy folk have with this." The Colonel Rubs the chair.
The Lt. Commander laughed, "The fun part is not the ship. Its the Crew.. "
"The General wants the field testing started while DC is distracted," Colonel Cook shook his head. "We are going to be pissing off a lot of people. Senior Chief, Whats your assessment."
"Colonel, the tech should hold,"Senior shook his head. "The .. The Sailors are sailors and they will do there jobs.. I just have a slight issue with parts of the UCMJ we are following.. It is going to take time to get the Chiefs mess alone use to this.. Not to mention the fallout."
"How the rest of the fleet is going to respond.." Colonel Cook acknowledged, "Senior.. The only comfort I can give is that you are in for the fight of your life. The Crew is going to be assailed by so much crap it is going to be unreal."
"We are the first ones in.. Tossed into the lake for our first swim," Lt. Commander Hasslent was reading the display on her eye piece. "Smooth Sailing Colonel. The new sensors show no surprises."
"Post the orders, Lt. Commander.. We have a war game to attend," Colonel Cook laughs like an evil overlord.. "Let draw first blood.. We are facing off against the New school.."
"We are going to go make them cry to their mommies," Senior Chief smiles.
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White House
Oval Office
"Mr. President," General Van Riper smiled. "You wanted to see how far we have come."
A voice was complaining loudly, "We dont stand a chance.. This is an unfair.."
"Vice Admiral Mayer," Captain Marcinko smiled as he spoke. "Whats unfair? One sub against the Fleet.."
"I didnt ask your opinion Captain, " the Vice Admiral Snapped. "Mr. President I must protest we have had no time.."
The Line went down.. A male Voice came over the communication, "Mr. President we apologize. According to the rules of the game, only ships not destroyed may have long range comms.."
"Commander West," Bush spoke. "I assume it is only in game destroyed.."
"Yes sir, Mr. President." Commander West continued, "We have been acting as the ref per your instructions."
The CNO looked very angrily at General Van Riper, "General.. Why was I not informed about this.."
"Clarke," President Bush sat down at his desk. "I ordered this.. "
"The Providence 2.0 has destroyed the Fleet.." Commander West failed at hiding his glee, "Simulated run on the Islands in progress. Destruction of Hawaii confirmed..Would the US Navy like to play again? We will respawn your fleet.."
"Yes we will play this again, " The CNO immediately responded..
"Mr. President," General Van Riper implied a question.
"General Van Riper.. Round one to you.. No you may not speak.. Admiral Clarke, take none of this personally." President Bush had a look on his face. "Commander West would you please Refloat the Fleet."
"Yes sir Mr. President, "Commander West Responded.
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Two hours Later
"Simulated run on the Islands in progress. 93% Destruction of Hawaii confirmed.." Commander West yawned over the comm, "Admiral Clarke that makes the fifth time.."
Admiral Clarke was very angry, "Get me the Vice Admiral.."
"Admiral.. This is not how the scenario would play out.. We are the world power at sea.. This is not an indication of.."
"Shut the Hell up.. This is a complete embarrassment," The CNO glared at General Van Riper, "Paul you made your point.."
"Admiral Clarke no he has not," The Vice President nodded to General Van Ripper.
"What do you mean he has not made his point," The dejected CNO looked at the General?
"Admiral Clarke.. Regardless of what you have been led to believe, their is not one item from the future on the Providence 2.0." General Van Riper grimly spoke, "This whole ship has merely been rebuilt with the best equipment we could steal from the Fleet. The secret to our success is the Crew." General Van Riper smiled, "The crew was selected by the Professor using a mathematical formula he created. Your Fleet lost to an Air Force Colonel with no previous command experience of a sub."
"Not a single bit of future Technology," Admiral Clarke took a deep breath. He was giving an evil eye to Van Riper.
"Admiral this is beyond politics.. You wanted access to the future tech.. This is why they are not sharing with us.. Right now a lot of people are trying to come up with excuses.. They problem is not the technology.. Its the leaders in the fleet.."
"Trust me.. That wont be a problem very long," The CNO spoke..
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White House
Reception room
"Do you have a staring problem STG2," The Delta Force Colonel whispered in a low tone. "Captain Sanchez is my date and you are crossing the line Sailor."
STG2 looked around the Colonel at Captain Sanchez, and smiled..
"You will show me the respect of my rank STG2," The Colonel ordered..
"Leann stay out of it.." Boats said as she took the Captain's arm. "You two ended everything. This Correction has to take place honey.."
"Boats," Sanchez stops.. "That Army prick is sleeping by himself.." Captain Sanchez turned around to hide a tear.
STG2 put his drink down on the table and got right in the Colonels face.. "Sir with all due respect.. This Congressional Medal of Honor means you show ME respect first.. Lucky for you colonel.. Your an Officer, and one from West Point, so we have no issue..The Navy does not train Morons, like West Point"
"Sir.. Just let it go.." The Staff Sargent spoke.. With an evil smile, "The Navy just had its a$$ handed to it. One ship just beat the whole fleet four or five times in row..Besides we all know the Navy aint what it used to be. Just let the wuss walk away .. Sir, you would kill him."
A lot of Navy personnel shook their heads and looked into their drinks.. Having walked partially away, STG2 Kann saw those looks.
"Kann," Letch whispers. "I know what that look means.. Not in the White house, for the love of God.."
"Letch.. What just happened here," Kann inquires.. "These officers look like beat dogs.."
"Apparently the Navy just lost a major wargame.. Four or five of them.." Letch answers. They watch as Both Boats and Sanchez pour drinks on their dates, " General Van Riper and the Upper Brass are in the Oval Office. Its pretty bad.. Word is the CNO will probably be relieved.."
Two of the Marines on duty stand in Between the Army Delta force Officer and the CMOH's.."Gentlemen.. Their will be none of that crap.. Or I will stuff you two in the Garbage chute.." The Marine Corps Guard whispers..
On the other side of the room. The Delta Force Colonel showed his ring and pointed out his rank to the Sargent Talking to him.. He motioned the Sargent away like he was a dog..
"Sargent There has to got to be a way to wipe that smug look off the Army's face," Kann asked?
One of the Lobbyist had been watching the whole thing..
"To the Navy, may you live to run away for another day, "The half drunk Colonel toasted the Navy.. Several other Officers jokingly joined in..
"Sargent.." The Lobbyist stuck out his hand. "Mr.Anderson.. So you two boys think you can put those two in their place.."
"Mr. Anderson why do you care," Letch asked? "We have no money or favors to offer you.."
"See those two older men talking to them.." Two older men had joined the Delta Force men, " They are my competition. We represent a firm out of Alabama that just lost a contract to them with the Army.. That Colonel just screwed us out of that contract through back door channels.."
Captain Sanchez is glaring over at Mr. Anderson who ignores her..
"What do you know about the War Games the Navy just lost.." STG2 Kann asked, "And can you get us our shot.."
Mr. Anderson smiled, 'There will be hell to pay..' "Follow me.."
"Lets go get the Navy's pride back, STG2 Letch.."
Several of the Naval Officers got a small look of hope on their faces. One of the older Retired Admirals got up and followed them..
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Everyone preaches leadership from the top Down.. Most forget it is from the Bottom up too.
Anonymous Submission
Bar
Washington DC
0045
"To two beautiful Bastards," the half Drunk Naval Lt. Raised his glass. "For upholding the honor of the Navy.."
The other Sailors and Marines all raise there glasses, As happy cat calls mixed with hoorah's..
Whispering, "They keep buying us drinks. I am floating.."
"Anthos," A partially wobbly Letch spoke.."I am right there with you."
A call came out from the entrance of the bar, "Admiral on deck.."
"Its all right boys I am off duty now.." The CNO smiles as he shakes hands with several others.. Seeing the two he was looking for, "STG2's.."
Both Sailors stand up, "Admiral Clarke.."
Letch has to have Kann's help staying up straight..
"Have a seat gentlemen.. " The CNO motions. "You two boys saved my ass today."
"Just doing our jobs Admiral.." Letch has to shake cobwebs off his head..
"Just doing your Jobs my a$$.. STG2 Letch, that was one of the most beautiful coordination of Naval Forces I have seen. You had the Air Force Chief of Staff happy he loaned us the Stealth bombers.. The Providence 2.0 never saw them coming."
STG2 Kann gets a half look on his face..
"And you," he slaps Kann on the back. "You.. You made a lot of enemies today. Using my authority, Throwing Several Admirals, captains, and the chiefs in brigs. Do not lose a bit of damn sleep over it." The CNO smiled, "After the crap they pulled, they can sit there for a few days. I am making the temporary brevet Promotions you called permanent.. It means you also made a lot of Friends as well.. Especially one Rear Admiral Dullois, he has demanded both of your transfers to his staff." The Admiral shook his head, "How in the hell did you know those officers and chiefs would pull that off?"
"Take the.. Dullois, Admiral.."Shaking off his own cobwebs. " STG1 Wides told us about him.. When I saw the ship on the list in the war Games.. I wanted to win Damn it.. He was being screwed because he supposedly slept with someone's wife. And he had a habit of drinking with his men. Well I did not care.. I needed a Leader in the Vice Admirals Slot, by god I got one."
"It was a matter of Leadership.. A man who will go drinking with his men.. Knows his men and can lead them.." STG2 Letch shook off a feeling, "The prick admiral he replaced is not.. a good drinker.."
The CNO smiles, "So you used what knowledge you had of the fleet Personnel to maximize effectiveness.."
"Did Le.. Captain Sanchez? She seemed pissed.."
The CNO paused, "Son.. You telling that Army Colonel you didnt F$%^ her ,you made love to her.. It might cause a few issues, but nothing I cant handle. And trust me, right now they do not want to piss me off any further." The CNO smiles, "The look on his face was priceless.."
"Admiral If I may.. We do need something.. The Liaison Command has been running into supply issues.. If you want to thank us.. Can you deal with the idiots in supply that keep screwing with General Van Riper," STG2 Letch mentions.
The CNO nods his head. "Considered it done. I will handle it personally tomorrow.. All the General's Supplies will be there on time from now on.. You have my word.."
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and James bach
and Admiral Phillip De'Chaz
forgive the spelling errors and mistakes it is as it was
Drunkards, Fools, oh and Americans
You can always count on Americans to do the right thing - after they've tried everything else.
Winston Churchill
Winston Churchill
USS Providence-E
American Territorial waters
South China Sea
"Captain to the Bridge," Commander West ordered as he sat in his command chair. "Boats get me the damn info on my Viewer now!"
The comm line answered, "What the hell is going on West?" A Female voice answered, "Nevermind I see it. Battlestations..I am on my way.. "
"Aye, Mam Battlestations," Commander West repeated. The Sirens sounded throughout the ship per protocol.
"Commander, we are being hailed." Boats looked at her Viewer over her eye,
"Its the Commander of the UN relief fleet. An Admiral Jean Muhammed Peirre wishes to speak to the Commanding Officer.."
"Put the damn Frog on the Viewer. Feed it to the Captain.. Let her answer," West ordered..
"On Viewer, feeding it to the Captain," Boats manipulated the holo controls..
The viewer showed the French Admiral and only the captains face as she responded, "Good Afternoon Admiral. This is Captain Leann G. Sanchez, of the USS Providence dash E. " The Captain responded as she headed towards the Bridge.
"Well, Captain Sanchez," the French Admiral diplomatically lied. "We are here to help to administer foriegn aide to the Chinese. It appears that the UN has decided to aide the Republic of China in its rebuilding efforts."
"Thats, funny Frogman. I know of no Republic of China. " Sanchez was running when she reached the bridge. Catching her breath,"Nor am I aware of any need for relief. What I do see is a lot of pretenders who are violating american Waters." She Communicated in hand signals to the Boats as she sat in her Chair, "Admiral I will assume your fleet is experiencing a .. A navagational error.. Leave and we will not sink your entire fleet.."
"Captain you can drop the act, my ships are putting into Hong Kong. You are one ship and regardless of American Bravo, you cant fight us all by your self."
"You and what army," The captain Smiled. "Intelligence gave us a heads up that this might Occur. The problem you people have is that you do not know the Seven P's of leadership," She turns to the Boats. "Initiate Medal of of honor Battle scenario, Sargent McKinney protocols. "Alrighty then you gay french bastard.. Let see what you got."
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South China Sea
"What the hell," Captain Sanchez uttered.. "We are in the fight our lives and then poof. The enemy is gone.."
"Captain, we've lost contact with a third of our drones.." Boats moved her screens, "Sat Nav.. is.. Mam, Sat nav is not on Freq.."
"I'll be damned," Captain Sanchez got a worried look on her face. She brought up her screen, "Initiate full signal scan now. Damage control go to Robinson Protocols.."
"Damage Control. Robinson Protocols Captain," Boats answered. She gave out the orders from the Captain.
The XO looked at the Captain, "Mam?" The XO read the results that were coming in, "My god.. "
"Exactly," Captain Sanchez looked at the information in front of her. "Commander West.." The Captain grimaced, "It looks like we have several old sat feeds to hack. Get the Intel Lt on the horn. I want access. Boats get me a time check from, any damn way you can.."
"Time check," Boats curiously asked?
"The Stirling Protocols.." Captain Sanchez looked worried, "In fact go ahead and initiate them Boats. Prepare for Deep Sea Dive once repairs are completed."
"The Stirling Protocols," one of the officers jokingly ask. "That was just a joke every one gets hit with at the Academy. Then they use it with the Zombie Protocols as punishment for Cadets who dont behave.. It is just a joke right Captain?"
"Boats," The Captain responds. "This one is all yours."
"Ensign Carson. In your whole time in the US Navy have they every wasted a moment not preparing you for every possible contingency.. think real hard."
"Boats," The Ensign looked at her. Seeing her face, "Master Chief Shelts, are you telling me that they were dead serious about it.."
"The ability to think on your feet in involves advanced game theory Ensign. Part of it is the ability to think in, on, and out of the box. The process for creating quick accurate solutions comes from stretching that unused portion of grey matter in between your ears." Boats explained as she sent out orders, "You remember all the protocols any way right.."
"Yes, Master chief," The ensign responds.
"That was the point.. The ability to deal with experiences outside your normal day to day requires some prep work. It is why your were assigned to the Providence E, Ensign. Captain Sanchez read your intelligence file."
"Distillation of Science Fiction events into general Survival rules for reality," Captain Sanchez spoke, "It is why I horse traded for you."
"Mam," embarrassed the Ensign looked down. "I wrote that in a bar near Annapolis. I was drunk.. I got four demerits for it.."
"Ensign, the Captain has friends in the Academy who sent her a copy. " The Commander Smiled, "Cadets have to keep their feet in the mud for a while not their heads in the clouds. We know you wrote it drunk, Master Chief got the recordings of you writing it."
"I.." The ensign was surprised..
"The Captain was using a form of Saber metrics and Evolutionary training Protocols to maximize the Providence E's manning capabilities," Boats continued to work as she chewed.
"Quit fluffing the Ensign," Captain Sanchez growled. "Ensign, Regardless of where when we are." She looks at Boats.
Upon seeing the Captains face, "Aye mam on it."
"You will now go through the Five major science Fiction shows of our time and apply your paper. I want an episode by Episode break down." The Captain looked at the XO, "You will turn your episode by episode break down in to the Commander."
The ensign looks at Captain Sanchez..
"Applied Game Theory ensign. After that you will go through the video games the same way.." Captain Sanchez caught a look from Boats and got up. The Captain walks over to her and got the results whispered to her.
"Do not worry Ensign, we all get the same weird assignments," The XO speaks real low. "I am now a near expert on applied gardening and farming."
"Gardening and Farming," The ensign asked?
"Boats is an expert on Fashion, trends, and designers," The XO Smiles. "She still holds it against the Captain to this day. Everyone on the Providence E gets it. We each have been forced to Develop a skill outside .."
"XO, initiate Stirling Protocols with the Wells directive.." The Captain went back to her Command chair, "Do not feel bad.. I had to learn all the Apocrypha from the christian church. Not mention the Jews and the Muslims.." The Captain Takes a deep breath as she turns on the shipwide, "All hands this is the Captain. I have been forced to initiate the Wells Protocols. For unknown reasons, through a Stirling Event we have been thrust into the Past. Your Department heads will be briefed and then your Chiefs. Please have Patience. This is not a drill.."
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San Deigo
The Admiral looked at the video as it played, "Is this real?"
"Admiral.. This is not a joke. The NSA confirmed the Sat images. The Vessel appeared out of nowhere. Ten minutes ago it re-submerged as it was sailing at forty knots." The Agent Zoomed in, "It appears the crew was in the process of making repairs. "
"Whose ship is it," the Admiral watched the repair procedures. "I have never seen anything like this before."
The Agent Zoomed in, "This appears to be a version of the American Flag. We counted the Stars Admiral. Fifty Nine in all.."
The Admiral was quite for a few moments, "What have we observed on the international com?"
"Sir, the Chinese are having a duck fit. The Russian quickly went quiet five minutes in. Several of our allies have made quiet inquires across intelligence agencies.. They all saw the Flag and it appears to have disturbed all of them.."
"Our own agencies," The Admiral Inquired?
"Not a single one has an answer. You have the heads of all the agencies wanting a word with you. They are concerned because some of the things the Analyst found are.. Well they are not past testing phase." The Agent Paused, "They all want answers from us. Your wanted for the Presidents briefing in three minutes."
"Just what the hell am I supposed to tell them. Yes I saw the same footage showing systems we have pitched but not started work on." The Admiral shook his head, "You Said Three minutes till POTUS is on the line." The Admiral gets up, " I should make it to the Communications room. Agent West, your with me."
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White House
Secured Conference Room
President Bush drummed his fingers on the table, " A US of A Flag with Fifty Nine star and some advanced toys in play that are still on the drawing boards.Yall telling me this is real?"
The Admiral on the Video screen responded, "Mr. President you have my word this is real. Under Three hours ago this footage was taken in South China Sea. The Designation of the USS PROVIDENCE dash E is seen here.."
"So they might be Americans, " The Chairman JCS responds. Bringing up the ships photo's, "It appears it has has been in a battle quiet recently. They were forced to make repairs. And this," General Myers points to the drones. "These designs have just been brought up for DARPA review. These Drones should not be in service for a few more years."
"So we have a ship from our future," The Vice President sighed. "Any Attempts at Communication from the Providence E?"
Sec Def Rumsfeld sat quietly, "No Communication from the Providence E."
The President drums his fingers on the table and stands up, "First 9-11, The war on Terror, and now this. I should have told them to have JEB run instead.." The President looked at a photo of the Providence E..
"Mr. President, " The chairman of the JCS responded.
"Where is our USS Providence," The President asked?
"George," Rumsfeld responds?
"If they are from the future and American, then odds are she is the successor to our Providence. They might feel like she is kin. Cancel her Present Orders and send her to the last know coordinates of our visitors from the future." The President does not turn around, "Send her by herself and for love of god, only fire if fired upon."
The Admiral on the Video screen answered," Aye Mr. President. Send the USS Providence to the last known location and attempt contact."
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The question isn't who is going to let me; it's who is going to stop me.
Ayn Rand
Conference Room
USS Providence E
Hidden Location
"..Present state of world affairs," Lt Commander Blue finished his Presentation.
"So we have George W. Bush and his ilk in the White House," Boats looked at the Third officer. "Pre World war three.."
"We have confirmation that we are in the year 2006. June 6th 2006, to be exact." Commander West quietly added, "We have a few other issues."
"Give me the assessment, split between internal and External. "
"Captain. Our internal issue go between Personnel and Supplies." The XO brought up the Stirling Protocols, "We are all familiar with these. We have thirty two married personnel, ten with children, Eighteen single parents, Seventeen with partners of some sorts, and four question marks whose loved ones were in our time." The XO continued, "We can hope twenty of the Affairs will lower what we face on this front."
"So we seventy one personnel with huge emotional issues. Twenty might be accounted for.." Captain Sanchez looked over at her CMO, "I want Psych treatment to begin as soon as we leave this room for the seventy one."
The Lt. Commander nodded, "Yes mam." Looking at Chaps, "I am going to need you to sit in on it."
The Lt. looked at CMO," Wilson.. I will be there to assist. Before we continue," chaps paused. "I have to request a full eval of the Command Crew."
Every one looked at Chaps..
"Chaplin Stevenson is correct," Captain Sanchez Grimaced. "We will go first."
Commander West continued, "The next part of the Protocols covers contact with Family members. " The XO paused, "Doc. We are gonna need a full confirmation of Family members in this time. The best Example for me to add is my Grandfather. He is on Admiral Reese's staff at SpaWar in San Diego. If we make contact with this time period we will need this information."
Most of the people in the Briefing are quiet..
"We have to be careful," the CMO added. "Some people might be ashamed.Thankfully the Protocol is clear on the simple solution, we are going to have to keep everyone busy."
The Captain drummed her fingers, "Lt. Lin?"
"Captain Sanchez. Unfortunately the natives intelligence apparatus had a full shot of the vessel and some of the Tech. Some of it is still at the Design stage. Our presence has caused some dangerous waves on the Tech front. The enemies of the United States also got a clear view of the tech in operation." Lt. Lin stood up, "Even if we hack and erase the Databases we would have to kill the native who saw the tech. Stirling Protocol four states that once changes have been made.."
"We are forced to stay and keep our worlds history on the closest track we can." Captain Sanchez was not happy, "How bad a change?"
"the drone tech is the worse part. The designs we use according to the Database and Chief Uts, is only in the we have an idea phase at DARPA. Monitored traffic confirmed that DARPA has had the designed accessed in the last three hours." Lt. Lin looked at the Captain, "The advance was about five years to testing. However that is not the main issue. The Damage Control drones were not a pipe dream for eight year. Chief Uts walked me through the tech tree faster then I could get from the database."
"Boats, Have Chief Uts report to the Conference room when this is over." Sanchez shakes her head, "Unfortunately we will have to make contact here soon. It appears we have caused a major problem. The Damn drones were instrumental in us winning World War Three. Now the enemies of America now of the basic outlines."
Chaps looked at the Captain, "The crew will eventually have to be given shore leave. We have a lot of work ahead of us.."
A comm chimed, "Ensign Carson to Captain Sanchez."
"Go ahead Ensign," Sanchez ordered.
"Several of the Natives have dispatched boats looking for us." Ensign Carson Paused, "Mam we are being hailed. It is by the Providence SSN-719, LA class sub. Our namesake.."
"Commander West," the Captain calmly spoke. "We all know the protocols. I want your thoughts all sent to me via the Command crews intranet. Lets go greet the natives."
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Bridge of the Ivan
Glasnost Class Sub
Captain Morlavitch read the report with doubt on his face, "I thought I drank to much."
"Captain," The security officer spoke. "This is no joke. The American Vessel in question appeared in the middle of the South China Seas. Our agents report that the US Navy has detached the USS Providence to investigate. DC has put a security lockdown on information flow."
"Let me Guess the US Navy is claiming it is merely running war games," The Russian Captain shook his head. "An American Flag with fifty nine stars and battle damage. Made repairs at open sea and then promptly disappeared."
"Yes.. Putin wants you to investigate. If necessary destroy the Ship." The Intelligence officer sighed, We are all expendable if necessary. It appears the ship is from the future and we cant allow the technology to fall into American hands."
"This would mean war," The Captain looked at the Intelligence officer. After a moment, "Are you insane? We are to go rogue.."
"Think for a moment Captain. How much of a further edge would the Americans have if they get their hands on this technology. Ships that can be repaired easily at sea. Cruise at Forty knots wounded.. Think how quickly the Americans could gain an edge. If we do not stop them..We will all be learning English."
The Russian Captain closed his eyes. After a moment he initiates a ship wide communication, "All hands, this is the Captain.."
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Pacific Ocean
Three hours later
USS Providence (SSN-719)
"..I repeat.. We are a US Naval vessel," The acting CO of the USS Providence (SSN-719) called out. "Chinese Vessel.. Stand down or we will be forced.."
"Lt. We have incoming, " The Chief Responded.
"Sir," STS 1 interjected. "The package is moving on an intercept course." STS 1 pauses, "Lt.."
"Surface chief, Now," the Lt Orders. "We might survive."
The torpedoes hit the other ship..
"Confirmation sir, The package was hit," STS 1 responds.
"Do they need assistance," the Chief ask..
"Sir, we have message from the package," STS 1 blinks. "Captain Sanchez advises us to head towards Sand Diego quickly. We have been given two minutes to get as far as we can. "
"What," the Lt sounded confused.
"They have given the Chinese sub ten seconds to retreat or be destroyed," the chief responds.
"Get us out of here now," the Lt. Orders.
The USS Providence surfaces and tries to gain speed at the same time..
"Sir, torpedo's are in the water," The STS 1 responds. "The are heading towards the Package."
"Whats the Package doing," the Lt. Ask?
"Sir, they launched something. " the Sonar tech spoke.
Four seconds later, the em pulse hits the Providence.. The waves shake the boat for the next minute. The lights go dark..
"Sir we are dead in the water," the Chief grimaces.
"What the hell was that," the Acting CO takes a deep breath?
"Sir, my guess is that the Chinese sub is no longer there." The STS 1 responds, "Our MAD systems were damaged in the Attack."
"All right send runners," the Lt speaks. "Let me know about the engines.."
After three minutes, three loud clanks go through the sub. The USS Providence begins moving.
The Frustration raises in the area, "Can we get eyes outside without opening up the top hatches." The Lt. turns to the Chief, "We have got about two hours of air. Ideas.."
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Never throughout history has a man who lived a life of ease left a name worth remembering.
Theodore Roosevelt
San Diego
32nd Street
June 8th, 2006
Admiral Reese was not to happy, "These bastards.."
Agent West had said nothing. He looked at the Providence as the crew from the USS Providence E were out in weird looking suits. "Yes sir. That they are.."
"Four tons of Cat Litter," Admiral Reese shook his head. "How in the hell is that supposed to remove radiation." The dump trucks had E personnel in them, "See that Agent."
"They told us they would handle the radiation," Agent West watches as woman with the Anchor and Two Stars on her gear pours a green substance on the Kitty Litter. As it foams she has others of lower Ranks stirring the Material. Seeing something, the Master chief gets Pissy and starts talking with someone from her helmet. "At least they got the personnel in their med bay. Treating for Radiation poisoning.."
"I still have a hard time believing them. If they can prevent Cancer from exposure.." Admiral Reese shakes his head, "It is funny that the other Brass are waiting for them to clean up the radiation before showing up."
A female with the Silver Spread Eagle on her gear Approached the two men. "Admiral Reese," The Captain Saluted.
Returning the Salute, "Captain Sanchez I assume."
"We have a problem.. The Cat litter is not the type we asked for. Apparently whoever got that for you is incompetent. We told you scentless plain.. Some moron in your Supply department mixed in other elements. I want his name.. Per naval Protocol I am forced to hold his mast for dereliction of duty
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Admiral Reese got a look on his face, "I will..Look into the matter.."
"Figures.. The corruption and incompetence in this time is legendary.." She turns and gives order.. The personnel shake their heads as the orders are relayed. The Personnel stop what they are doing and start to walk away from the job..
"What are they doing," Admiral Reese gets a look on his face.. The Captain turns and starts to walk away. The Admiral puts his hand on the Captains shoulder, "I did not dismiss you Ca.."
He freezes after the metal from a blade goes between his legs. Captain Sanchez paused, "We offered to remove the Radiation from your boat as a gesture of good faith. Yet your people delivered substandard material because it was cheaper. Then you do not immediately punish the perpetrator."
"We.. I do not know who did this .." Admiral Reese froze.
"I can see personally now why the F#$%ing Wartime President had most of the Generals and Admirals relieved for God D#$% incompetence. Their is no way in hell your kind would of had the stones to fight World War Three. Thank you for answering that historical question.. " Slightly twisting the blade, "As for your unwelcome touch.. If I was not a guest on your base right now I would have denutted you. For the record I do not find you attractive so slowly remove your hands off my shoulder. We know how you and some of your other personnel are sexual predators."
The Admiral's eyes were wide. He stumbled for words, " You cant.. I.. I am an Admiral."
Agent West shook his head, " Captain Sanchez Perhaps we can mark this off as a ..A cultural misunderstanding.. Apparently things have changed in US Military culture between our time Periods.."
"You said a mouth full," Captain Sanchez looked at Agent West. "Go ahead make your pitch."
"I will see to it that the men who did this are punished.." Agent West tried to respond.
"Not Good enough.. My Sailors and Marines have seen this crap. The ones who messed this up have to be punished in front of my men. I can not have two sets of discipline.. One for your people and then one for mine.. Either deliver them for Mast or no deals. Ever!!!"
"You cant just demand that we turn Lt. Horsh over," The Admiral paused as he caught his slip up..
Agent West picked up his phone and made a phone call.. "You moron.."
"Agent West you cant side with that Skank on," Admiral Reese stopped again as the blade moved.
As his cell phone dialed, "Hey John.. Yeah its West.." After a few seconds, "Got you John. Their Watching us," Agent West looks up," Admiral Clarke has relieved Admiral Reese, effective immediately.."
"They're watching. Now, I am listening," Captain Sanchez looked the Admiral in the eyes.
"I know.. He screwed the pooch, " Agent West took a deep breath. "Captain Sanchez, the Chief of Naval Operations has personally relieved Admiral Reese."
"Not good enough Agent West." Captain Sanchez voice showed a touch of anger, "We are sick of this crap.. We want Competent Liaison Officers and we want them now. However we are choosing who they are this time.. " Syncing in with the phone call, "John is it.."
Taking a moment, "Captain Sanchez.."
"John Put Rumsfeld on.. And do not feed me any crap," Captain Sanchez Growled..
Some sounds are made in the background, "This is Rumsfeld.. Captain Sanchez is it?"
"I take it ole George.. The President is listening.."
"Captain Sanchez, I can hear ya loud and clear. What is the issue here," The Texas Drawl came out a little bit.
"Your time is full of incompetent officers and corrupt men. This was a test and your men failed on something so easy.. Then they tried to lie their way out of it.." Captain Sanchez sighed, "However it has become apparent we cant even trust you on simple things.."
"So they brought the wrong litter.. Young lady you forget your," Rumsfeld interrupted.
"Mr. President.. New deal time.. You Sec Def will stand relieved.. His cronies almost left you with a radioactive sub and four tons of radioactive kitty litter." A very calm speaking Captain, "The added chemicals interfere with the absorption process. They also prevent recycling and neutralization of the Radioactive material."
"You do not dictate terms," Rumsfeld was interrupted..
"Shut up and sit down," Bush forcefully ordered.. Before he started to speak, "Young lady you said four tons of.."
"Yes Mr. President.. Their actions could of got a lot of people killed.." Sanchez took a moment, "Our United States was forced to develop the Technology we are improvising after Two cities got nuked. We know this works because we had to use it."
"I see," President Bush answered. Sighing, "What are the terms of the new deal your proposing. "
"Yes Sir Mr. President.. My people will send you the list in about two hours." Sanchez paused, "Till then have Agent West here get us the proper type of Kitty Litter. For the love of god Plain with no other crap in it."
"You know you could come to DC to talk." The President added,"You have my word that nothing will happen to you or your ship."
Twisting the blade still on Reese again, "Mr. President we can not trust your people. Your administration and the next few will have been Penetrated by various countries spy networks. Once our Liaison is chosen, we will have them begin the hunt for them. Sanchez out." She cut off the line and walked away, "You have two hours to get me my new kitty litter, Agent West.."
Agent West talked on his phone for a moment.. He watches as the Captain turned around and signaled Boats. Boats gave an order or two..
"I have no clue what they are doing," Agent West answered. He watched a very long tube being brought from the Boat. Green Sludge was being sucked into the tube. "Looks like they are taking the bad Mix into their ship."
Two Marine MP's walked up with mikes on, "Admiral Reese.. You will come with us sir. Admiral Clark was quite clear."
"But.. I retire in two years.." Admiral Reese was blubbering..
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Bridge
USS Providence
Lt. Lin was listening to the exchange, "She did it Commander. "
Commander West was watching the Intell feeds they were monitoring, "It appears they think we took the Litter back so we dont give up secrets." reading the feeds, "Have Boats NOT release the dump truck. Take it apart and dump some peroxide on some of the parts.."
"I'll have one of my people 'accidentally' lose it. Or maybe trade it.." Lt. Lin smiled, " That should keep them busy for a little bit of time."
Lt. Commander Blue walked up to the Commander, "Sir.. I have the list you requested finished, sir.."
The Commander bumped his pad against the 3rd officers pad. He sped read the data as it transferred, "This is.."
He took the pad and banged it against the Intell officers pad. "Lt. Lin. Thoughts?"
Reading the List just as quickly and the cross references, "We must inform the Captain. So many of future leaders.. My God.." Lt. Lin shook his head as something crossed his mind, "Commander, at this time we must initiate phase three of upgraded security. I must second Doc's and Chap request to get our sailors some shore time quickly. Their psychological health may now impact security."
"Understood I will pass it on to the Captain."
Blue responded, "Sir, Doc said its your turn for psych.."
"I," Commander West was not happy.. "Fine I will go. Lt. Commander, the bridge is yours."
Chief Uts interrupted, "Scout team one has reported in. John Connor directive in effect, insertion positive."
"Chiefs Papers held," Lt. Lin asked.
"Confirmed Lt." Chief relayed. " Main security detail established. Secondary objectives being met."
"Commander West," Lt. Commander Blue looked at West..
"Third.. I know my way to Doc's office," Commander West responded as he left the bridge.
"Lt. Lin.. Keep an eye on the personal Traffic lightly. Do not get cocky.. These people may be more primitive by our standards.. They however, are on top of the food chain for a reason. I want you to spend an hour a day coming up with a way your more primitive counter parts could defeat you. Have your team join. Say at Pt or lunch.."
Lt. Lin got a look on his face..
"Lt.Lin," the much older third officer responded. "Your still green. " Standing tall as he reviewed his pad, "You know my profile. I was one of the ones on a Judges pass. Jail or Military.."
Lt. Lin was very quiet..
"I stuck around and made officer. I want to share something with you. That package being protected.. Well, his counterparts had the same thought processes.." Lt. Commander Blue continued the Lecture, "Keep this in mind. The 'best' political minds and sharks got outplayed. Oh what could he do."
Lt. Lin nodded, "The Dark horse debate." Pausing, "Very Well Lt. Commander I will have a small team run the Red Cell scenarios."
Coming back on the Bridge, Captain Sanchez was still in her Field gear.
Chief Utz called, "Captain on Deck!"
"Carry on," Sanchez responded. "Lt. Lin go form Red team. I want the brainstorming by morning shifts muster." Turning to Lt. Commander Blue, "Update."
Commander blue spent a minute summarizing events.
"Good.. Good catch Blue.." She paused, "So far it looks like the natives are not using Applied Game theory. We await their response when we send our requested Liaison officer's Names."
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Smoke deck
Training base San Diego
June 10th, 2006
The seaman took a drag, "So what would you do STG 1?"
"Seaman Kann.. If the sailor in question joined the military under a false name, was an illegal immigrant, and was wanted in another country for murder I would have to have him discharged. He clearly is not fit to be in the Navy. It would not matter what heroic acts he may have performed.."
As the first class continued, A chief was on his cell phone. "My Dear.."
Captain Sanchez responded so Chief could hear, "I'll be damned it was true.. Word for damn word.." The two listened as each of the senior enlisted all said the same thing..
Seaman Kann waited as each answered. With an evil smile, "So STG1 Shine, your telling me John Paul Jones would not be welcomed in his own Navy."
"That is not funny. The rules are different now and you know that." The STG 1 was getting mad, "Your being a prick."
"No STG1.. My mother always told me you dance with the lady who brought you to the Party." Shaking his head,"Damn shame Navy's come to this.." Seaman Kann stood up, "I am going back to work."
"You were not dismissed seaman," STG1 stood up.
One of the Chiefs responded, "STG1 let it go. Seaman Kann go back to work. "
"Aye chief," Seaman Kann walked back towards the Quarterdeck.
"Chief," STG 1 responded.
"Ok, lets make it simple.. Care to explain why you lost an argument with an E-3.."
STG 1 gave a cold look in the direction Seaman Kann had left in, "No Chief. I do not have a problem."
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"Chief Robinson," another First class had walked up.
Reading the name tag, "PC1 Drepps.."
"Have you seen Seaman Kann? I need to have a word with him. It seems that somehow all our supplies have been misplaced." The PC1 had a very angry look on his face, "This is the fourth time my supplies have 'mysteriously' disappeared."
The Female voice on the other end of the phone started laughing..
Taking all his self control, "I am new here PC1."
"Well let tell you something about Seaman Kann.. He is not a team player, shows no respect to the chain of command, and is insubordinate." PC1 Drepps added, "I am so glad they are getting rid of him. The Navy does not need his kind. I am going to go check his work center."
"Robinson," the Captain's voice on the other end spoke in a command tone.
Giving his best fake smile,"PC1 Drepps."
Stopping, PC1 turns around. "Chief Robinson?"
"Mind if I tag along," Chief Robinson asked? "I wouldn't mind a tour of that part of the base. "
"No problem Chief," PC1 Drepps gets a look on his face. "I'll be glad to."
"Tell you what, when we find the way word sailor, I'll help you out." Chief Robinson smiled, "I'll make him do it.." Talking into his phone," I'll call you back. Tuck my brats in for me."
"So where did you transfer in from Chief," PC1 nosily ask.
"I got assigned here to requal on some equipment. A sweet deal," Chief Robinson realized he really did not like PC1. "You know the drill. Your name sounds very familiar to me."
"I run into that a lot. I work a lot with the Petty Officer Association. I got the Admiral award for my volunteer efforts with the Christmas in July program.I made the Navy Times." Proud of himself, "I put a lot of time in these last two years with this program."
Faking surprise, "Your that PC1."
As they reached the Quarter Deck, "I am indeed. I dont like to toot my own horn, my charity efforts are about the Navy giving back. My record will always speak for itself."
"I am sure it will PC1," Chief had to smile.
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Americans are not a perfect people, but we are called to a perfect mission.
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Work out Facility
USS Providence-E
The Captain was Stretching out her Legs, "Mornin Boats."
Already in her PT. Gear, "Mornin Mam."
"You do not normally Work out with me. So what is on your mind Boats.." Captain Sanchez started stretching her back slowly, "I couldn't sleep so I thought I would get an early start and grab a nap at lunch. How's the Crew Doing?"
"They are good.. Right now I am more worried about her Captain," Boats started her yoga warm up.
"What do you mean Boats?"
"Permission to speak freely, Captain."
"Neither you, nor the damn truth want to wait till I have my damn Coffee. Go ahead Master chief."
"Leann, I got a copy of your results. That's what worried me.. Girl you were engaged before we left for our last tour. You should be showing some signs of distress yet your psych test came back normal."
"Rebecca," Sanchez responded as she began her first Tai Chi moves. "My.. I was going to break it off with him when I got back from deployment.. We just did not want the same thing. I want a family he wants to wait.. A whole lot of things.."
Rebecca laughs, "Nice try you old skank.." The Master Chief laughs, "You tapped dance quite well my dear but this old sea hag has a few more tricks."
Leann says nothing..
"Captain Sanchez, Doc told me you also showed none of the classic signs of regret over it. I am going to assume you just did not want to share.. I have the bio-metric readings and what you were looking at from when I was on the bridge.."
"Rebecca," Sanchez went through her slow motions. "You came to find me.."
"Very well Captain," Boats was quiet for a few minutes.
"How is the crew from your perspective? Most of what I have got is that they are interested in shore leave," Sanchez kept going through her martial arts form.
Breathing for her yoga positions, "We have one issue. It seems a few of the Lady's have got it in there heads that they can bag certain historical figures. Particularly.. Well his marriage is on the rocks according to history, even though they do not divorce for three more years.. His good friend has not met his wife yet, so he is single.. Most of the others are with girlfriends who they do not stay with.."
Sanchez has to stop because her laughter disrupts her poise. "So my little Navaho's are planning a great hunt? " The Captain shakes her head coldly responding, "they are probably going to get their hearts broken."
"Captain," Boats looks at Sanchez.
"Boats.. These men are picky, very picky. These ladies have no clue what they are facing," Sanchez has a look on her face that seems sad. Closing her eyes the Captain walks over to a manual com. Taking a moment to compose herself, "All hands.. Listen the F$%^ up.. It seems that some of you have decided that your gonna spread your legs and bag some of history's great.." She pauses, "The same for some of you players... Well good luck my dear crew.. Your gonna learn a hard lesson, but you have been warned." she pauses, " We will run this under the same rules Lt. Lin listed under the Smitty Directives. It will be the same as if your in a foreign port on security matters."
Boats saw a small tear come from the Captains eye..
As she wiped it away, "Commander West is being assigned as the leave Liaison. All issues regarding the interactions with natives will be ran through him.. I am going up on deck and sunbathing. Sections A- E can come out and play if your not on watch.." Not opening her eyes she turns off the comm. As she walks out, "I'll be top side boats."
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USS Providence- E
"Commander West something is wrong with the Captain," Lt. Commander Wilson spoke. "Her psych test indicated no Emotional feelings of loss over her Fiancee. I cant explain her responses. I am worried about her."
Lt. Stevenson adds, "I would pull any other sailor from duty over this.."
"Why is this sounding damn close to dangerous waters, " Commander West was interrupted?
"This matter is above your paygrades, that is why." Lt. Lin Coldly speaks, "At this point in time all conversations on this matter among senior staff are done."
"Listen here,"the CMO froze as Lt. Lins hands went to his sidearm.
"As THE intelligence officer on this ship I am required to maintain the rules from our time. Due to the Security on this issue," Lt. Lin turns towards the Chaplin. "Only the CMO and Commander are allowed to be present. Commander, Doc.. please follow me to my office. Be aware, we are under the Smitty Directives. Chaps, I do apologize. At this time You will be required to cover Medical for Doc for a few hours." Turning to the XO and Doc, "Gentlemen time to go to the principles office.."
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Twenty minutes later
Commander West was walking around the office, "You have got to be SH$%^NG me."
"This does explain everything. Why didnt Leann come to me with this?" The CMO reads a little more, "I see it.." Wilson takes a deep breath..
"He was what a hundred and thirty seven.." Commander West shook his head,"How in sam hell did this get a cosmic level security rating?"
"The Captain is fully aware of this conversation. The protocols call for the disclosure to the two of you. The summary. She should have been discharged for sleeping with an instructor as a cadet. However as her record indicates she was only punished for missing ships movement. The former POTUS intervened personally. Thats why..."
"My god she fell in love with the old man.." The CMO exclaimed, "This explains her relationships since. None of the men could measure up." The CMO laughed, Basic psych.. My poor girl.."
"Well it was platonic with no actual intercourse." The XO continued," I am dealing with a highly charge emotional situation." Looking at the file," I can also see how hard it would be to measure up to him." Commander West looked at the Lt., "No hard feelings Lin. We are now four of the people in this time who know this." West reads the profile, "I'll deal with Boats. You two might screw the pooch on this."
"Yes, sir. Boats involvement is now your call. I want you to also know this." Lt. Lin paused, "She earned everything she got. Trust me.. All he did was make sure she got a fair shake, her performance got her to the big chair."
Stevenson looked up from reading the data, "Her whole career has been trying to earn his respect and love. She probably is not even aware of it..The battle of Bering Straight when she assumed command of her damaged ship, The Landings of Marine Corps Reinforcements at Tripoli, Leading the Rescue team at the Second Battle of Hong Kong. "
"Not to mention the numerous Top Secret Missions none of you are cleared on.. We realized she was trying to prove herself worthy and used it. Not our proudest moment, but the old man turned out to be one helluva a talent scout. Your gonna have to walk on eggshells on this Commander. "
"Why is that," West asked.
"It is a very touchy subject with her. One intelligence officer went overboard for trying to discuss this with her. As in, she tossed him off the deck of the ship."
"Sanchez, Myself, you Lt., Doc, and boats are the only ones to know of this. I find out it leaked you will all automatically go to the brig." Standing up, "Lt.Lin I want Chief Robinson to maintain a direct line of contact with you. Rig it. My understanding is we have at least four of the major players in the area. I want Chief to have some extra back up. Let him know the Smitty Directives are in effect due to personal relationships. Slick it in any damn way you have to.."
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San Diego Airport
Pick up area
"The look on STG1 shines face is all the thanks I need Lt. Commander," Seaman Kann loads the bags into his car.
"It was damn well worth it," The Lt. Commander was in an Armani suit. "You remembered to bring your personal car. Good..I am late because.."
A course voice interrupts, "Damn it, you were supposed to be prepared for this. I'll find another way.." He walks out to the Pick up area cussing.
Seaman Kann sees the man on the phone, "My God.." Seaman Kann walks over, "Captain Marcinko. I am a big fan of you work."
The retired man starts to say something till he sees the Lt. Commander. "Sean Jackson."
"Captain.. Late too I see. " The Lt. Commander shakes his head, "Seems the upper brass have taken the all the damn duty drivers."
"This kid your ride," the retired SEAL ask?
Seaman Kann sees another man walk out, it takes a second. He looks at the man on the phone, "Colonel Wiley."
"What do you mean a General took the damn duty driver.. I'll just take a cab," The Colonel shakes his head. "Can I help you kid?"
Another man walks out, "You old SOB.. Good to see you.."
"Burton," Colonel Wiley shakes his hand. "Let me guess.."
Seaman Kann looks at both men, "Your both going to 32nd street." He gets a very suspicious look on his face..
"I see your quick on the uptake," Colonel Wiley gets a look on his face?
He takes out his cell Phone and dials a number, "It looks Like I am your ride." As the phone rings, "Colonels, this is Captain.."
Colonel Burton sticks out his hand to shake, "Captain Marcinko." He turns towards towards the Lt. Commander, "You must be Jackson."
"Whats up Kann," The voice on the other end answers.
"Letch, Hang on one second," Kann turns towards Lt. Commander Jackson. "How many people got left behind because of morons?"
The Lt. Commander freezes..
"Damn spooks." Marcinko looks at the Sailor, "I need to sit twelve and gear if my guess is right. "
The Lt Commander nods his head in acknowledgement.
"On it Captain," Seaman Kann takes a few steps away, "Letch, I need you to get yourself, Erns, and Wraps in their cars and to the airport.."
"I have to get back watch. Erns is in the LRC.. Wraps is getting changed for a date.." Letch answers, "Why?"
Kann walks over to the Lt. Commander, "You remember that Intel guy I drove around. Well he is requesting yalls presence, yesterday."
"Gotcha," Letch answers..
"Tell Senior. He knows Jackson.. Come in civies,"Kann hangs up his phone..
"We are gonna still not make it." Colonel Wiley shook his head, "Traffic is backed up about a half a mile at the gates. They have tripled security."
Lt. Commander Jackson gets back on his phone..
"Captain Marcinko," Seaman Kann smiles? "How important is it that yall make it there soon. From what Jackson said it will be about two hours."
"I want to be on that base in less then an hour. " Captain Marcinko responded, "What do you have in mind?"
Giving an evil smile, "There was this mistress of an officer. Well he has a boat sitting less then a half a mile from here sir." Kann went on, "It seems the officer has fine taste in wine, but the important part is he is probably already on 32nd street. His mistress.. Well she went to see her mother.. So there is an unused means of transportation available. You can thank Letch when you meet him Captain."
Marcinko walks over to the Lt. Commander, "Jackson. We will be on the base in about forty minutes.."
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32nd Street
Docks
"Just what in hell is going on," the man observes the nude sunbathers on the USS Providence E?
"General Van Ripper, it appears that some of the..The moral customs in the future are.. Quite different." The officer himself is staring at the people on the deck," What a difference?"
The General looks around and see the personnel on other ships all staring.. Taking a short pause, "That's fine, different morals different times I can live with. However I want the word passed that those sailors will go back to their jobs.. NOW! Discipline will be maintained.."
"Yes General," the officer picked up his phone and made a phone call. Two minutes later the Sailors were getting their buts chewed by senior enlisted. They cleared the Decks of the ships..
"Good.. Now did intelligence get this. We will want full counts of personnel.." General Van Ripper watched the deck of the Providence, "I noticed the Blonde has had several people talk with her. She looked over here and went back to sun bathing. I assume she's the Captain by the way they all are behaving."
"General, Intell confirms heat signature matches. We have been blind as to the names. The are somehow stopping us from getting their conversations. Besides the Captain it appears the older nude red head is her Master Chief of the Boat. Blind on the rest of the command staff.."
"You stay here. I am going to go have a talk with the young lady. If the rest of my Liaison staff arrive, I want them brought up to the ship. I want their reads on these people."
"Yes General," the officer responded. His phone goes off, "What.. Of course they are cleared.. General Van Ripper authorized it, thats who. Escort them in.. You can explain to the general why his men are delayed."
General Van Ripper pauses as hears multiple Helicopter blades, "I assume Dick arranged their transportation. Good," General Van Ripper walked towards the gates. He sees an expensive yacht enter the area with two helicopters above it. He smirks continuing on..
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White House
Oval Office
Hours later
"As expected Mr. President, they jammed us. No photos, nothing from inside." Michael Chertoff shook his head, "At least Colonel Burton had the foresight to bring an actual voice recorder. They Let us have that.."
"Give us the Rundown," Vice President Cheney ordered.
Admiral Clarke spoke as he addressed those present, "We had to trade. Their still mad over the incompetence of the officer who delivered the cat litter."
"Did we ever get anything on the truck," Bush asked?
"No sir Mr. President." Admiral Clarke Responded," This is what we got. First we agreed to let them go out into port. They say their people need some R and R. What we got on the first day is general information." Clarke grimaced, "World War Three had occurred. According to them due to our total incompetence, we lose round one. Two cities got nuked.. The first as an example the second as punishment. The enemy occupied part of California and Arizona."
The Cabinet allowed to sit in, all gets looks on their faces...
"They wont tell us who the President was when this occurred. All they told us was that he pulled the nation through it. All we got was that his face is the fifth face on mount Rushmore."
"Did we get a date on the war," Cheney asked?
"Mr. Vice President, " Clarke answered. "We think he is alive now. The other odd thing.. Well the Liaison Officer, Lt. Commander Jackson seemed to get the straightest answers. It seemed as if they knew who he was. They showed him a little bit more respect. They did not cuss at him. They did not give him anything but direct answers."
Bush drums his fingers, "They were afraid of him.."
"For some reason, yes.." Admiral Clarke paused, "One of the Liaisons reported that he heard the phrase.. 'He put the G back in Gestapo.' "
"This is gonna be a long set of days horse trading. Day one and all we got was the history.. What about the nude men and women sunbathing?"
"The response was they would not follow any backwoods Moralizing. Captain Sanchez said they were Americans and will not tolerate their freedoms being limited by anyone anywhere." Admiral Clarke laughed, " She of course used a more colorful set of words. We were informed that we needed to know something else in regards to their leave. In their time, the US government no longer bowed to other nations request on limiting the behaviors. It turns out apparently the Islamic World learned that the Hard Way."
"What do you mean,found out the hard way?" Cheney looked at the Admiral sideways.
"Seems any bad treatment of US citizens, can and has led to war. Libya is a US territory. The United States Marine Corps has a Forward African Command base, Camp Tripoli.."
Commandant Hagee breaks out into a huge smile.
"Did we get an answer over the new States in the Union," The President asked?
"No sir, Mr. President.. They agreed to resume talks two days from now."
Drumming his fingers on the Table again, "All right.. I want to know as much as we can get from them. We need to find out why Lt. Commander Jackson got that response.. Dick I think we are being played partially but it is the only game in town."
"Mr. President," The Secretary of DoHS spoke. "How are we gonna deal with the press? Photo's of the women out on the deck are going over the internet. "
"I want proposals on how this is going to play out.. I am waiting to hear from the Chinese ambassador. Seems they are not sure what happened. They deny ever firing on a US sub. And all their Subs are also accounted for." Bush stood, "Since negotiations are going slow let their people out on the Bases for food an drink. Have someone on them. We might be able to pick up a few things that way."
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Liaison Command
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"His ilk are banned from entering this building. Is that understood," General Van Ripper responded. "If Vice Admiral Mayer wants to question it. Tell him to contact 1600 Pennsylvania Ave. You have the list of Personnel who are blacklisted from any information. "
"General you have other business you need to take care of. May I," Captain Marcinko smiled.
Handing him the phone, "Have fun.." Van Riper sees the cast on the Captains arm.
"Listen up S$%^bag. Your relieved as of now. Have the next watch take your spot and report to my office." Marcinko smiled, "You will wait for me till I get there." With an even more evil smile, "If I remember correctly, Lance Corporal Perry is the armed watch. Give him the phone.."
A dejected voice replies and calls the Lance Corporal over.. "This is Lance Corporal Perry.."
"Perry this is Captain Marcinko, USN. I want the Vice Admiral Detained in the brig. Under my orders, for violation of national security. Give no responses. I will have your orders in writing to you Lance Corporal, by the end of the day."
The Lance Corporal did not acknowledge instead, he handed the phone back to the watch..
"Vice Admiral please put your hands behind your back," the Lance Corporal responded.
"I will have you," The Vice Admiral went down with a thud.
Taking back the phone, "Vice Admiral secured. On the way to the brig with him, Captain. Lance Corporal out."
Van Riper looked at the other twelve men in the Room.. " The DoD has additionally tasked us with the objective of figuring out who this President is that they refer to constantly. Their profilers suggest a young to middle career officer with a flair for leadership. Means to me they have no idea. Lets have at it..Ideas?"
"We have noticed something." Colonel Mike Wiley read a PDF file in front of him,"Lance Corporal Perry, for instance. Record is not that great.. Listed as an Ok Marine. Couldnt put on Corporal because of his now ex-wifes behavior while he was in Egypt. He got recalled from Texas. This goes beyond record and promotion files." Wiley shook his head, "The Crew of the E knows who the competent military people of this time period are. We should start here with this command.. Common denominators we all have."
"Texas..Roll call," Colonel Burton spoke. "They all made roll call.."
The other members of the Fighter Pilot Mafia nodded their heads..
"Care to let me into the secret of the lodge," The General looked at his men.
Colonel Burton stood and looked walked around, "A few of us are members of what was called the Fighter Pilot Mafia. Captain Marcniko's is for better or worse a legendary SEAL captain. Professor de Mesquita you have authored several books on game theory. General Van Riper, you beat the DOD hands down. Lt. Colonel Krautman, besides your military record you also happen to be a science fiction Author." Colonel Burton went down the Men till he came to the Lt. Commander, "Jackson your the key to this whole damn Idea. Their is a common Denominator between us all we overlooked. The F$%^ing airport. My.."
"Burton," the Lt. Commander paused. A look of shock came over his face. A minute later Lt. Commander Jackson burst out laughing. Seeing the look on General Van Ripers face, "General.. I'll be damned.."
Captain Marcinko starts laughing when it dawns on him.. "The ones he didnt recognize such as the professor would mean he hasnt come across them yet."
"Professor, the DOD's profile is wrong. Their actions indicated he is on the base or in the area, that they got right. We need a new set of numbers," Thomas Christie spoke. "Whats the Average age of a president when they run and win?"
Christie And Sprey both started talking with the Professor in hushed tones..
"We only need the bare requirements to walk on water," Sprey spoke..
"But to win the white house.. NO your right if the economic curve is lower and the general level of frustration is high.." the Professor started running numbers with the other two men gathered around him.
"Care to clue me in.. As CO it helps if I know what was going on," Van Riper speaks softly.
"2032 General. That would be if we are right about who we think it is. It allows for changes in the economy and seasoning time for experience. The war would start Say sometime after the election results in November 2032 and before the January twentieth, 2033.. or just change the year 36/37 ish." Professor de Mesquita was adjusting his numbers, "General, I'll need a psych profile."
"I suggest we sit at the table this time around and let our first question be what would they like to tell us about the 2032 election. We got an edge lets see if we can crack their reserve." Sprey smiles, "Now we are getting somewhere.."
"Gentlemen," Van Riper calmly speaks. "Who is this person?"
"General," Captain Marcinko takes a deep breath. "The DoD is looking for an officer in the process of forming connections. We think the man we are looking for is an enlisted man. Specifically, A seaman in the US Navy. At the Airport, the one we are referring to knew who most of us where by name and face. Then," He points to Lt. Commander Jackson. "There is how they responded to him. They were damn well afraid of him."
"That SOB.." The Lt. Commander wrestles with several things going through his head. "What makes it worse sir.. They are Discharging him over some BS."
"Your telling me the Seaman who arranged your ride to base is who," General Van Riper brings up the file. "He is the right age being a little older then the sailors around him. Lt. Commander what is the nature of your interactions with the Sailor in question.. You will tell me everything and leave nothing. If I get any spook crap, I will have Richard here kill you.."
Coldly," General your not going to like this. The US Government has this list and a few of them were formerly here in San Diego. I needed a driver and so I went through the profiles.. He drove me around for three days.."
The whole group turned and looked at the Lt.Commander..
"General your cleared for the information. You might not want it on your conscious." Jackson glared right back, "The seaman provide back up when one went wrong..Very wrong. He shot the man in the back when he managed to get a bead on me with my back turned."
"What warranted this," Van Riper asked?
"The man in question was running a pedophile ring. He had managed to honeypot a list of Agents of our in Europe. He was supposed to be meeting with a North Korean agent. Suffice it to say neither set got what they expected."
Reading the file, "So he is getting the boot for.." Krautman pauses, "Who did he piss off? He should be transferred, at max dropped in rank.."
"I'll make a few calls and get us the full story on the DL," Marcinko offers.
"This causes another Problem," Van Riper looks at the twelve people in the room with him. "We cant communicate this to the White house."
His comment draws a question mark look from a few of those Present..
"Professor please explain what the numbers should be showing you," Van Riper calmly spoke.
With a little bit of a surprised looked, the Professor went through his data.. A few minutes later..
"General?.. Never mind.. The power brokers and other interested parties would try to mold the future and fail in the process. Not to mention we would be painting a huge target on his back. They did say they would be sharing a list of known spies but havent yet. We do not have the resources to protect him.. Not to mention who by extension might be his Lt's."
General Van Riper, "Then we are agreed we do not share this. At least not yet. We need the fullest story. Professor we will get you all we can as quickly as possible. Dick, I need to know what the hell happened here. Because if I have to go piss in the DoD Cheerios's. I at least want to see the look on their faces." General Van Riper took another moment, "If I have to, I will have him transferred here. Dick you and Krautman also have me an extraction plan on him and his associates. I want the plan to include if we have to deal with our own people.."
"Aye, General," Both officers respond..
"We are gonna hold off on using the date thing as well," General Van Riper spoke. "This is gonna be a helluve card game. We need a stronger hand.." Sighing, "I can see why they are worried about sharing the Technology. The morons being told about this are probably gonna get wet dreams of an American Hegemony.. "
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USS Providence E
Chaplain's Office
Setting out a Jammer, "Boats, I need your help." Chaplain Stevenson looked Boats straight in the eye, "I am being left out of the loop. We both know something is wrong with the Captain.." The frustrated Chaplain vented, "We are given clear and concise orders From the Chaplain's Corps. We were given a second chance and a much more sacred duty."
"Chaps," boats slowly spoke. "What exactly are you saying?"
"As Chaplain I am personally responsible for the mental well being of ever soul on this ship. If I find myself at odds with command I am to ignore the cost to my career. We are the shepherds, who are held more responsible then the rest of you."
"Chaps, We all know this." Boats thought for a moment. "I cant have this conversation with you. You see the sparks that may lead to fire and you are over worrying." Boats Gets up to leave, "Their is also a tradition that is oddly enough born here. Are you ORDERING me help the Captain through by what means I see fit."
"Boats.."
"I am not allowed to discuss this with you, Chaps. Those are direct orders.."
He sees the look in her eyes, "Do what ever you have to do to make sure it doesnt become a forest fire. I will have your back.." Realizing what he said, "Is the reason for security on this really necessary."
"Chaps.. Its better you dear man that you do not know."
Sighing, "Rebecca what did I just agree to?"
"Chaps it is your personal opinion that the Captain is in an emotional slump. She needs to relax and have some fun. So you recommended that I take her for an enlisted night on the town."
"Rebecca, You want that in writing," Chaps asked?
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Smoke deck
Training base San Diego
"They drugged her and ran a train on her," Seaman Kann was livid. "PC1 you better get the hell out of my face."
"That is insubordination.." PC1 responded, "You know her reputation.. There is no proof of her being drugged.."
"PC1 for all the crap you have done here.. Dude I am off duty, get out of my red zone. I am emotionally upset and will not be held responsible for my actions.."
"Seaman Kann, You know I would do something.. Dude, but your already on your way out of my Navy." The Sarcasm rolled off his tongue, "Your friend is just a whore.. She wanted to have sex and she is now just embarrassed. About it seems, having sex with so many people in one night. She is just trying to ruin good sailors Careers.."
Chief Robinson was on his phone,"I hear you honey."
On the other end, "Chief, I know you want to deal with this yourself. Just wait and be patient."
"I understand honey," Chief Robinson said unhappily.
One of the metal tables went flying over, and a string of profanities came from Kann's mouth.. Chief Robinson saw Kann's fist ball up.. Dropping his phone, Chief Robinson quickly went over and wrapped Seaman Kann up. He carried the Seaman over to an area behind a building..
Senior's voice carried, "PC1.. Drop it an be somewhere else.. NOW.."
"Just what do you think you were going to do Seaman Kann," Chief Robinson growled?
"Fix a huge wrong.. You seem to be a pretty good Chief from what my gut says. How in the hell can the Navy allow crap like this and not do a damn thing about it?"
Chief Robinson had to pause, but was saved by Senior.
"Seaman Kann.."
Angrily, "Senior you know as well as I do what he said is total BS..He is covering for some reason."
"God Damn it Seaman.." Senior took a deep breath, "Chaplin Steel had his feet pulled out from under him on this. Your friend at SAVI had the same damn thing happen. One of the Accused happens to have a father on on the CNO's staff." He hands Chief Robinson his phone, "Your wife is still on.."
Taking the phone, "Honey everything is okay. "
"We are at this incident," the voice calms down. "We will talk later.."
"I love you too. Honey.." Robinson hung up the phone. He turned back towards Seaman Kann, "You know what," Robinson gave his fake voice. "For your attitude towards a senior NCO.. You PT with me from now on, Regardless of how right you are we do not..." Raising his voice, "Show disrespect. Put your feet together, Or I will do it for you."
With an evil look on his face, "Aye, Chief. Do not SHOW disrespect.."
"Seaman, exactly.. Even being a smart arse you have to remember that.. I am pretty sure Senior has told you to CYA. "
"Its not right. Chief, why is this crap not being stopped.. Answer me that.. It is a total breakdown in discipline.."
"Your right Sailor, except you forgot to end it with something.. Dude.."
With anger, "Chief, it is a total Break down of Discipline. Chief, " Seaman Kann was facing forward with his hands at his side.
Senior was calmed down. Smiling, "I'll leave him in your hands Chief. " Senior read the name Tag, "Chief Robinson. I have to have a talk with mister, I spend more time with the Petty Officers association then I do my damn job.."
As soon as senior left , Chief Robinson counted to make sure he was gone. "Follow me Seaman Kann.."
"Aye, chief Follow you," Seaman Kann walked with Chief Robinson.
After they reached the Track Field, "Seaman your right."
"Chief?"
"I said your GOD D#$% right. I do not want to know how you handle it. Go take care of business. Make damn sure your right though."
With a surprised look on his face, "I almost thought I was wrong about you Chief. You are one of the good guys. Damn shame this Navy doesnt have more Chief's like you and senior."
Having to suppress the pride he felt, "Quit goldbricking.. Seaman."
"I do have one question for you," Seaman Kann asked?
Robinson gave him a dirty look, "Go ahead."
"Are you Related to a Master Chief Robinson at Great lakes," Seaman Kann ask. "You sound and even look a little bit like her.."
'You knew my great grams,' Chief Robinson was very surprised.
"She was one of the good guys too. I can still hear her voice when one of the pricks in question tried to bury something.. The Whole base heard her from her third floor office."
"We might be Related someway. I come from a long line of Navy personnel. I look like her you say?"
"Aye Chief. You have Her eyes, " Kann smiles for some unknown reason. "She was not to happy with the direction her navy was taking."
Shaking his head, "Go take care of business sailor.."
"For your conscious Chief.. I am going out tonight with DEAR wife.. She likes to go sing karaoke between affairs," Seaman Kann shakes his head.
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Washington DC
Bad Neighborhood
The man ran into a back alley. Realizing his mistake, "You cant do this? Do you know who I am."
A dart fires out, "It is the whole reason for the party. It is a pleasure to hunt you."
Another person steps out of the background, "Well we got facial right."
Invisible hands grab the passed out man,"Sir.." The passed out mans wallet and other personals are removed. Then are handed over to the person who stepped out, "Have fun Mr. Anderson."
Walking out of the Alley as the passed out goes invisible. He puts in the ear piece, "Been a long night Dad. I think I am going to go home and sleep off my night of partying."
"Roger that.." The voice on the other end spoke. "We will have more personal information for you to fine tune your story."
"Well at least I wont have to go to work till Monday. I can call in or go in late if I have to.." The Fake Mr. Anderson puts on the other mans wedding ring, "She is out of town right now."
"We have till Wednesday to worry about that. " The voice goes a little colder, "The relationship was strained somewhat. I do not like this, but Mr. Anderson is a foreign spy so we are turning him our way. "
"At least they had no children together," The man impersonating Anderson shook his. "Lets see how this plays out.."
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USS Providence -E
Dusk
"I'll go boats, but I am going my way," Leann Sanchez smiles in the mirror. "I love the goth thing." She readjust her spiked collar, "So this enlisted night out. You have planned, I assume you have rigged marks.."
"Of course Leann," Boats readjusted her Black dress. "You do know we look like quite the pair." She looks at the captain, "Dont think you can be stubborn and get out of this.."
"What are the marks like," the Captain ask as she changes the color of her lipstick?
"I have arranged for an Army Colonel, An MMA fighter, and of course a Naval Officer spec ops.." She smiles, "Not to mention the other eye candy that might be there.. You have no excuses.."
"Rebecca, I intend to party till I drop. I made hotel and transportation Arrangements," Sanchez smiled. "You can let Chaps know you are following your orders."
"You wouldnt be Captain if you didnt know." Boats smiled back, "Lets fly. Mama's itching for some fun.. We are heading out to Crystals.."
"That place is here now," Sanchez turned and looked at Boats?
"Seems the place will be in business for a long long time..I figure we start with some alcohol and Karaoke.. Quit stalling, MAM. The first mark will be waiting on us."
"Fine... But remember any of those marks grab my ass they better be able to follow through.."
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San Diego
"Your kidding me," Letch shook his head. "His wife left with one of the Marines.."
"Letch man you two are cool and have kept the other sailors out of my hair." The Bouncer breathed through his nose, "She rolled out of here, arm in arm with one of the new security men."
"Where is Kann," Letch starts to head outside.
"He was on the left nursing a Jack and Coke," the bouncer informs him.
On his way out,"Excuse me Ladies." The Blonde with purple streaks in her hair pauses.. "Let me get the door for you."
Sticking her hand out," I am Rebecca kind sir."
Seeing her smile, Letch takes Rebecca hand. "wow.. It has been a long time since a woman has made me forget my name. Maybe later, You can buy me a drink and help me remember it." He kisses her hand never taking his eyes off of the Master Chief.
She gets flustered for second, "I..I am here with my friend. Tell you what sailor, We will have a drink together, you can bet your ass on that. I am a bourbon girl.."
Sanchez grabbed Boats hand and walked towards the bar with her.. "Rebecca?"
"I had no clue he would be here honey.. As for Letch you said Happy hunting right.. " Rebecca looked back out through the window, "An old girl can dream.."
"Honey he is only 21.. Your forty five," Sanchez tried to inject reality.
"He just reached his peak and is very single.." Looking outside the open screen windows, "Crap.."
Leann Sanchez followed Boats eyes, "So the universe does have a sense of humor.. A cruel one at that."
"Leann it seems your first mark is at the bar waiting. Go get some free drinks from the Army, girl." Boats shook her head, "We can leave if you want.."
"I came to have a good time and by God I am. There are not the same people.." She looks out the window and turns back to the bar..
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The road to perdition has ever been accompanied by lip service to an ideal.
Albert Einstein
Officer Barracks
32nd street
General Van Riper's phone went off. He reached over and answered, "This better be important."
"General," Lt. Commander Jackson voice came out. "Package extraction under way ETA two minutes. I repeat Package extraction.."
The phone went dead.. Hearing gun fire from outside his room, "Damn.." General Van Riper reached under his pillow and grabbed his side arm. He walked over and turned off his rooms lights.. Quickly he moved a chair into the pathway. "All right then.. This old dog has a few more tricks.." The General reached into his fridge and pulled out the Alcohol bottles.. next he quickly grabbed his bag..
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Conference Room
A groggy President listened as he was briefed..
"Three locations.. The Officer Quarters, The docks, and their is a firefight going on at bar in San Diego.." The NSA agent briefed the President.
Yawning Bush responded, "Who has been deployed?"
"Sir it appears for some reason Captain Marcinko and Lt. Colonel Krautman have taken the SEAL teams into the bar area. Mirmar has deployed airforces to San Diego.. Pendleton has reinforcements Airborne that will arrive in ten to twelve minutes." The Agent Went on for another minute or so, "..Has launched air craft. The Fleet is moving out to sea."
"The USS Providence E," Bush asked?
"Your not going to believe this sir," the Agent shook his head.
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Bridge of the USS Providence
Lt. Commander Blue sat in the Commander chair, "Get me .."
Ensign Carson sat at the helm, "Sir.. We over the the Ivan Now.."
"Lt. Lin is Captain Morlavitch in charge of that damn sub," Blue growled..
Reading his files from the XO seat, " Sir he is on the Bridge.."
"Are you sure I cant just kill him," Blue gripped the edge of his chair. "Get me a damn line to the SOB now.. After you shut down all their crap.."
Lt. Lin gave orders and waited for a minute, "Sir they are dark.."
"Good, put me through.."
"Your on sir," the response came..
"Captain Morlavitch of the Ivan, this is Lt. Commander Blue.. I know you speak english. We also can track the Glasnost Class sub..You also should know we have no problem making you glow in the dark. One shot one kill.. You have ten seconds to reply.."
"This is Captain Morlavitch..We will fight you to the end Lt. Commander.."
Standing up, "God Damn it Captain.. Where we come from we are close allies.. IT is us, the British, and the Russians against the rest of the damn world. World War Three, my god we deployed troops into Russia to help hold Moscow.."
Some one whispers something to the Russian Captain..
"Thats the political officer, Gregory Hunzski," Lt. Lin advised..
"You should know Captain, we were made aware of your presence because your political officer broke silence and notified your command.."
"Please Captain he is lying my orders," The Political officer stated..
"He requested permission to relieve you for incompetence in letting us get away. Your XO and medical officer are in on it.."
Their was some quick arguments...
On the separate com, "Their was no message.." Lt. Lin paused then it dawned on him as gun shots came from the other end of comm.
"I ordered total radio silence you moron.." The sound of a side arm being discharged went through the bridge. "Thank you Lt. Commander Blue," Captain Morlavitch answered. "Please note the passed away man ordered what is going on..I however take full responsibility for his actions. I will turn myself over to your custody for all crimes my rogue.."
"Captain, " Lt. Commander Blue smiled.. "We are from the future.. My crew would mutiny on me if I arrested the Hero of the battle of Moscow, The Hero of the Siberian Campaigns, and the only man to drink our Ambassador.. I cant say his name.. You drunk him under the table, sir.."
"The Hero.." Captain Morlavitch responded..
"Your word alone is all I need. I will send one drone with you Admir.. I mean Captain.. Your Auto biography is required reading at the US military Academies.."
"This is ..Odd.. We are allies in the future you say.." their is a pause, "You have my word if you restore power I will sail topside under white flag. However, I will not allow the US Government to board my ship.."
Lt. Lin responded, "The US government will need a sign of faith that the Russian government did NOT order the attack. It will go a long way if you can arrange for the list of hit team members to the US government.. We are going to kill most of them Admiral.. I mean Captain," Lt. Lin Winks at Blue..
"This will go a long way towards peace.. The US government has no need for your ship.. We have all the specs.." Lt. Commander Blue pauses as his screen shows something. "Set sail for San Diego.. Our Liaison command will handle the information.. "
"Understood," Captain Morlavitch responded..
As the comm cut..
"Lt. Lin Bring up the Captain's Comm," Lt. Commander Blue orders. "An unauthorized attempt to access.."
"Hello people..." A voice rang out on the Bridge, "Can you hear me.. Damn it Letch nothing.."
The sound of automatic weapons fire filled the Bridge..
"Future boys are you..."
"This is Lt. Commander Blue, USS Providence E." Blue looked at the rest of the bridge crew.."Sit Rep.."
The Sound of a rifle firing files the bridge.. A jamming sound occurs..
"I am out.. Kann got any ammo," another voice fills the air.. "This is the last time you get to choose were we drink."
" Catch.. Damn gun is worthless.. Jammed on me.. Your a better shot anyway.. future boy Blue is on the line.. Claim he is a.."
"This is Lt. Lin.. How many hostiles Present," The Lt. Ask..
"Ensign Carson Head to Crystals now.." Lt. Commander Blue orders..
"Not qualled to count Lt.. check the damn records.. I have wounded.. Four very horny female sailors went down.. this blonde that was nude earlier with purple thingies.. She went down after she kissed me.. The older redhead was grabbed but Letch Killed two of them we got her behind the Bar.... Damn it.. The blondes breathing is getting .. Shit.. You got doc.."
"Seaman Kann, I need you to focus.." Lt. Commander Blue speaks.. He hears movement and some counting..
Walking over to the Conn, "Ensign.. Get us there.."
"Three.. Little busy sir purple girl, she has stopped breathing.. I cant let her die.. She has got nice tits.. Shouldnt you future boys have some damn med tech on you.." The bridge crew gets tense as they hear Kann giving mouth to mouth ..
"Doc," Lt. Commander Blue.." You getting this.."
"Seaman Kann.. this is the CMO of the Providence.. Is Captain Sanchez's purse near her.."
"Captain.. No doc her.. Purse.. Shit.. Letch.. I need cover or the damn purse over there.."
The sound of automatic weapons fire comes through..
Ensign Carson excitedly speaks.. "We have drone feed Sir.. Putting it on main screen.."
The Bridge crew see a bad scene.. Wounded and dead.. Tables overturned for some cover..
"Lt. Lin, frakk the feed.. Kill those F#$%ing bastards firing on them now.."
Lt. Lin obeys and changes the drones commands, "Carson.. Your numbers are the best on Drone control.. Helm is transferred to me," As he sits back down in the XO's chair. "You heard the Lt. Commander kill the bastards.."
The last thing they see is a purse sail through the air and Kann grabbing it.
"Seaman Kann do you have her purse.."
Kann is counting to three again.. They watch from the drones Three -d thermal 360 feed. "It is the patch thing right doc."
"Bridge I am in deployment area. Seaman Kann slowly," Doc tries to respond..
"I get it. A medical monitor.. Adhesive back like a patch.. Gotcha.. I am not a moron.."
"It goes on her head.. We will take it from there.."
The bridge watches thermals as the Drone suppresses the assassins..
Letch comes over to the red head.. "Kann her breathing is shallow.."
"Here.." Seaman Kann takes a second patch.." Doc Applying the patch to the red head.. Its like band aides, Letch.."
After a few seconds the red head comes to, "What the.."
"Rebecca.. You still owe me that drink.." Letch comments..
"Son your getting tail already, you do not have to get me drunk.." She tries to get up but cant..
"Rebecca you need to stay put.." Letch goes to one knee.
"Boats," Lt. Commander Blue speaks..
"I am very Groggy.. The bastards.." Boats tries to move again, "Leann.."
She sees Kann cradling Captain Sanchez.. The captain spits out blood..
"Seaman Letch, Lt. Lin.. Back to work, It appears several of the assailants are not dead just stunned.." Lt. Lin responds..
"Which ones..L T.." Letch moves cautiously back out to the outer area.
"I need you to restrain them," Lt. Lin Responds..
"Are any of these people yours," Letch ask.. One of the males in a black mask on the Ground moves.. Letch puts three bullets into his skull.. "One less to F#$% with.."
"Blue," the CMO's voice comes out. "Captain Sanchez will need battlefield surgery from these read outs.. I can stabilize her but.. well.. One thing at a time.. Inform the natives not to touch them.."
"Lt. Commander, we are over Crystals.. Teams Deploy.. Medical is on its way.."
Remains of Crystals
Letch looks out as he sees a huge ship..
Seeing the Ship, Kann whispers" Leann your ship is here for you.."
"Forgive me, I dont want to lose you a second time.. I am cold and scared again, Anthos.. I do love," the Captain spits blood.." Please stay.."
"Its okay pretty lady I am right here," He kisses her forehead. As he strokes her face, She starts shaking uncontrollably.. "She is seizing.. I need help here damn it.."
The CMO runs straight to the Captain.. Kann doesnt let go of her hand..
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Senator Hutchinson's office
Dallas texas area..
"Seaman Anthos Kann is from your district Senator," The Aide spoke as the the Television was playing. "He is sorta married, but that is not his wifes hand he is seen holding.."
".. sources are calling a massive terrorist attack on US Soil." The Reporter turns as the Camera follows, "Police are keeping civilians out as the what appears to be the rumored USS Providence- E is floating above the local Bar and Grill, Crystals.."
Senator Hutchinson drums her fingers...
"From what witnesses say, two sailors stationed in the area held off the Terrorist for over an hour. " Seaman Anthos Kann and Seaman Rufus Letch's pictures appeared.. "Initially unarmed both Seaman held off multiple attacks from attackers. Acquiring weapons from.."
"Get me everything you can on Seaman Anthos Kann.. And everything on Seaman Rufus Letch.."
"Senator there is one issue," The aide kinda paused and grimaced.. "It seems Seaman Kann is to be discharged from the Navy." The aide hands her some paperwork, "He did write you a letter which we got this morning.."
"Discharge.. Unless he killed someone I dont see that happening now." The Senator read the file, "Who did he piss off? This is bulls#$%.. Get me a flight to San Diego.. I am leaving tonight.. I think it is time I personally investigate this.. "
The aides phone went off.. He reads the Text Message, "Senator your gonna want to hear this.. President Bush has called a joint Session of Congress.. He intends to address the Nation.."
Drumming her fingers, "Find out what district Kann's and Letch's family members are from. Get me those Congressmen now.."
"What are you thinking Senator," The Aide asked..
"I am thinking of running for governor.. What better feather then this.. After The Presidents Speech.. I want to nominate both Sailors for Congressional Medal of Honors with the Nation watching. It should give me a boost in my plans.."
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Liaison Command
32nd Street
Van Riper nodded, "Understood Mr. President. Van Riper out." he looked at the Assembled men, "We have the issue of the Ivan. The President after reviewing the Information has agreed to let the Ivan sail back under escort to Japan."
"So the story is that a rogue Soviet Spy initiated the Attacks through his old KGB contacts in Al-Qaeda.." Sprey shook his head, "Same old same old.."
"How are our injured doing," Krautman asked?
"The men going to the Providence for treatment are in good hands." Marcinko pointed to his cast, "They fixed this after a sparring Session with Lt. Commander Blue. A broken arm and it is almost healed."
"Any word on the Condition of their Captain," Van Riper asked?
Lt. Commander Jackson responded, "None.. All we know is part of what we caught as we got there.." Yawning, "I think we can safely assume we were right.."
"This changed things," the Professor spoke quietly.
"Go on," Van Riper spoke. He was cleaning his side arm as he looked up.
"General.. This event has completely changed everything.. Now the whole world has seen Seaman Kann's face.. There is no doubt that the Other Governments would have formed similar Organizations to ours.. They will especially note the Seaman's interactions with the Providence E's Captain. "
"Not to mention the reports from the bar," Lt. Commander Jackson added. "The investigators are looking into it.. But from what I gather.. The Captain was out for a night on the town. She was drunk and well.. She got mad at Someone over something involving our two sailors.. So to prove her point she went over and Kissed Seaman Kann.. We lost feed after that.."
Several of the older men laughed as they watched the feed for a few minutes.
"This is gonna be a mess," Van Riper shook his head..
"Actually this tape might play in our favor.. His wife was caught leaving the Bar with a marine.. so.." Lt. Commander Jackson spoke.
"Sympathy will be with our sailor.." Van Riper rubs his head.." We will all grab some sack time.. That is an order.. Let your subordinates handle crap.. This is gonna be a mess because the press will eat this up.. I want to see each of you Fresh eyed and bushy tailed at 0730.."
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Medical Bay
USS Providence - E
"Seaman Krauts, you bought us that half second.. You did your best under a bad situation."
Seaman Krauts looked away after Kann spoke, "I got.. I got Bethany killed.. If we hadnt come to the bar to .." Seaman Kraut paused..
"Your Captain and several others would be dead, "Seaman Kann reached over and gave Krauts a hug.
"She's dead because of me.. I thought we could get you or.."
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CMO's office
USS Providence -E
"Captain.. I am glad to see your ignoring my Advice to stay in your recovery chamber."
"Doc," Sanchez braced herself on Doc's Chair. "I have read the list of casualties and wounded.. I do not see Boats out there.."
"It seems Boats was in a little better shape then you Captain. Seaman Letch Carried her to sick bay.. After I checked both of them out.. Boats, well mam she is still on leave."
"Where is Seaman Letch Doc," Sanchez asked.
"Well.. Rebecca wanted to go back to her quarters."
Sanchez shakes her head," what is Seaman Kann doing?"
"He is helping Chaps with the initial Counseling.. So far he seems to be improving Moral.."
"It is a violation of the Sm.." the Captain stumbles for half a second.. "The Crew Does not need to see me like this.. I will be in my quarters.."
"Captain.. I have to advise you," the CMO realizes Captain Sanchez has already started leaving.. The entrance to medical Closes, "I can play this game.."
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Happiness and moral duty are inseparably connected.
George Washington
Captain's Quarters
USS Providence-E
"I left orders That I was to be left alone," A groggy Captain yelled.. The door chimed again, " I am going kill the man who put those damn things on ships.. he is in this damn time.. F#$%ing enter.."
Walking in,"Buenos something or other, Leann."
Sitting up covering herself with her sheet, "How in the hell.."
"Rebecca, told me the only open bunk was in this room. Seems A Lt. Lin laughed when I told him... He gave me instructions on were to find my way here. Its a beautiful ship. "
"I'll have them both horse whipped.You need to go.." Leann looked away. "Your married and enlisted.. And officers sleeping with enlisted on the ship is still frowned upon."
"I call Bulls#$%.. You really didnt care at Crystals.." Seaman Kann takes a chair and sits down.. "Why did you kiss me if Knew I was married and enlisted?"
Angrily, Leann gets out of bed. She takes two steps and falls. Anthos barely catches her before she hits the ground.
"You are just an A#$hole," Sanchez weakly speaks.
Anthos picks her up and gently places her in the bed. He takes the sheets and covers her back up.. He moves the chair next to the bed and looks her straight in her closed eyes..
"Honey, what did you mean by what you said in the bar. I know you were injured but you tried to tell me you loved me. Part of you reached out to me.." Kann closes his eyes,"Leann..What did you mean you didnt want to lose me a second time?"
Leann reaches her right hand up, grabbing the back of his head, and pulls Kann towards her," Just shut the F$%^ up.."
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Liaison Command
32nd Street
0845
"... appreciate my two wayward sailors returned directly to my command. The reports showed they have no injuries.." General Van Riper spoke to Lt. Commander Blue.
"General we know your getting pressure. We would appreciate some..Some leeway in this...."
"As Chief Medical Officer I have been forced to quarantine all of the injured personnel from your time for.. For 48 hours.." Lt. Commander Wilson spoke, "General in all honesty we have to make sure none of the diseases.."
"If we are gonna feed each other crap, this conversation is over. " General Van Riper responded, "Both those sailors will.."
"General," Colonel Wiley walked over to the General. He whispered to the General..
Smiling as he responded, "I then merely request to visit all my men and women in your care. As a flag officer, and as of 0245 this morning, It is my right as their Commanding officer."
Lt. Commander Blue took a minute to answer. "You have been itching to get another look around.. All right General. Be at the dock in two hours and thirty minutes. Lt. Commander Blue out.."
As soon as the communication ended,"Jackson, Marcinko remind me to skin both of those sailors alive when I see them."
The two Naval Personnel responded with smiles on their face, "Yes sir."
"Now, for the love of god Dick. Please tell me you got the DL as you put it, on what really happened. Whose Cheerios have I pissed in?"
"Do you want the new ones or his old friends.. It seems during this mornings excitement, several sailors cars got searched. They found about half a ton of coke in their cars."
"For the love of god tell me it wasnt Kann's or Letch's car," Van Riper shook his head.
"Actually," Lt. commander Jackson smiles. "It seems Seaman Kann had a run in with a few sailors over a rape claim.. They walked..From the rape charge. They are now facing over 30 years in the brig and then separate civil charges."
All of the men in the room smile..
Marcinko smiles, "The reason the Accused walked was because of a certain Master Chief on the CNO's staff. Seems his son was one of the accused. Well there is no direct link on the drugs.. Seems the cars were parked in the only dead zone of the Base Cameras.."
"Nothing proves your wayward sailors did it," Colonel Burton takes a sip from a cup of green Tea.
Looking at the Master Chiefs face Van Riper adds, "Get me the CNO after we are done.."
Marcinko takes out a huge two inch thick file from a briefcase," You might want to call now, we are gonna be here a while General."
The Professor laughs.. He sees the looks on the faces of the others at the Table, "A man is not measured by his friends, but by his enemies.. It seems Kann collected quite a few..."
"This isnt Kann's file.. This is Seaman Letch's file.." Marcinko looks at Krautman and Jackson..
Both officers pull out a briefcase..
"This is Kann's list.. You pissed in a lot of Cheerio's this morning General," Marcinko smiles.
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Mr. Anderson's office
Washington DC
"We hated to call you in," The other man spoke.. "Apparently their is a small shit storm.. Seems the President is letting the Ivan leave.."
Pretending surprise, "How the hell.."
"Some deals were made.. Some of our friends got left out.. So we get to find what was traded any way we can.." The man spoke, "Anderson they want you on point.."
"Hey, you will want to turn on the TV, the Presidents speech is on.." One of the office girls spoke.
Anderson dug out the remote and turned on the TV..
"..iego. Both Sailors represent the finest the Navy has to offer and I for one, am proud to have them serving in the worlds mightiest Navy. For close to thirty minutes without weapons or back up. These two lone sailors held off the terrorist till the USS Provid.."
Anderson went a little wide eyed at the Comments as both sailors photos were shown.. "My God.."
"I know they fought off the terrorist by themselves.. They started unarmed," The female spoke.. "Of course rumors have started.. It seems One of the sailors wives was filmed leaving the bar with a Marine shortly before the terrorist attacked.."
"Anderson, Whats your feel on this.."
Anderson paused and stepped back into character, "So This is what is being horse traded.. If the President mentioned them in a speech.. Medals.. As long as they did not break any major laws, maybe a CMOH.."
"You think so.." The guy turns to the girl..
"I can see it.. They do look cute in those pictures..."
"So far what we have seen is pretty basic.. An intro, what happened, propaganda, some cheer-leading, pats on the back, Propaganda, and ole george there will end it with some more cheer-leading.."
The other two in the office nod there heads in agreement..
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Conference Room
USS Providence-E
" So let me get this straight," General Van Riper coolly speaks. "My two sailors are sleeping with two senior members of your command staff. On your boat no less, and you have not relieved the staff members in question."
Lt. Commander Blue, Lt. Lin, and Doctor Wilson have a conference in a coded language. Doc and the Lt. both seem to keep looking at the men present with disappointment. Lt. Commander Blue ends the conversation by snapping his fingers.
Lt. Commander Blue goes very cold in his response, "General it is not a cultural difference or a lack of Discipline. None of the conditions for breach of discipline were met with any part of the relationship.. Lt. Lin, will you pretty this up for the down timers.."
Lt. Lin looks just as coldly as blue does, "General, Gentlemen.. We keep harping on a single point. Suffice it to say the tools that enable us to win are beyond most of the officers in this time comprehension.. Horse sense became a numerical science.."
"Try us Lt.. You might be surprised what us Down timers can dope out.." Marcinko returned the attitude, "Your the one who told that the damn sailor F$%^ing your Captain gave us credit for the victories.. Maybe , just maybe we might also have had more influence then you thought.."
Lt. Lin stood up, "The dissenting opinion of your Group might be Lt. Colonel Krautman. So I will address it to him.. With.." Catching himself," Sex between instructors and instructee is strictly forbidden. The penalty is just short of death.. Lashes, dishonorable discharge, jail time, both civilian and military."
"But not between fleet personnel.. As long as they are not in the same chain of command or have any say over the others promotion.." Krautman finished, "I can see it.. It would still lead to issues.."
"Well to be honest to god the dilemma is your Fault Lt. Colonel.. As in directly referenced with your name and applied to game theory.. " Lt. Lin gave the Lt. Colonel the wide hands motion, "It is what keeps intelligence officers up nights..Long damn nights..We do find instances of it but it has become very rare.."
"The truth of the matter General.. You gentleman each tried to fix and change the world.. Fought the good fight.. Rah rah rah.. You got your Asses handed to you." Lt. commander Blue spoke, "I have great news for you,Guess the F$%^ what, you won. Hands down.. The sailor in question, is what you gave the world. "
"I see," the professor interrupted.
"Our numbers have said that you already figured out he was who we referred to.The Airport was a low variable factor. If not you damn well got a look at the potential at Crystals.. To put it bluntly, Professor do not be a moron." Lt. Lin glared, " You know the players that influenced the POTUS we refer to. So off the top of your head..What might be an issue dear to his soul."
Christie answered, "The psychological health of your troops.."
"Bingo.. You waste billions of dollars on the tail end of a problem that drains your society. Why not spend millions treating and preventing PTSD and its development.." Lt. Lin answers, "From what you have heard what happens when a fire get set under a man and his friends ass.. If we used your methods in the present it would cost us damn near the whole GDP just to treat vets.."
"Your saying what," Lt. Commander Jackson answered.. "Touchy feelie crap won the war.."
"This is where conversation broke down in your time," Lt. Lin responded. "You have his file.."
"The Chaplin's office," Marcinko breathes deeply.
"Exactly..Several areas got a boot in there A$$. You see Chaps office have teeth and bear a much larger responsibility with Doc.. You see Chaps can be executed for failure to perform his duties. A rape gets buried, racism or favoritism looked the other way on, religious bigotry.. It is chaps head followed by Doc that gets rolled right with the perpetrators. The Chaplin corps takes its new duties in our time very seriously. " Lt. Lin tells them, "The worst case was during the war.. A whole platoon got life in the Brig.. The Chaplain involved got a firing squad.."
The Liaison men in the room looked at each other..
"Dont get squeamish.. It was over multiple things.. Close to three hundred and something charges per man. Breaches of discipline are not tolerated."
"So a command level officer can just sleep with the whole fleet," Van Riper asked..
"The Captain was tried this morning before you came on board." Lt. Commander Blue bluntly spoke,"The charges and trial record are available for your review General. However, you should know that Doc, Lt. Lin, Commander West, Chaps, and Boats were all in on this. They thought Captain was showing signs we have to be very careful with. The brain scans coming from her now combined with previous scans.. Doc.."
"All engines and pistons are now firing properly.. Her biometrics have not been like this since her Academy days.." Doc looked at Lt.Lin smiling,"The Liaison Command may not like how we solve problems but.. Tough S#$%," The CMO responded. "It works.."
Colonel Wiley spoke, "And what was the result of Master Chief Shelts NJP?"
"It was tossed out at the OIC level.. Seaman Letch is not in her command, nor does Boats have any say over his fate.. Ensign Carson laughed at the Chief who was forced to bring it to him.. Hell, He got in more trouble for that then boats did..Lets say Chief Uts has him cleaning the Chiefs Mess for a week not to mention being Chief's new sparring partner."
"So your saying sex was the medicine administered to the Captain. Boats deal was no issue," Marcinko answered...
Lt. Lin answers the question, "We actually are studying your times sexphobia still. It seems to nearly have destroyed you. What does sexual preference have to do with combat capabilities.. History shows the only issue in any military is discipline. Your people seem to have no clue how to administer it, with the few exceptions mostly in the room here.. If someone has a problem with sex or who having it with who.. well its their problem not the commands.."
"There is a lot ," General Van Riper pauses..
"No offense General I would not be welcomed in your dont ask, dont tell military," Lt. Lin responds.. "Marcinko as you put it, the sailor F$%^ing the Captain did not agree with this stupidity.. and I quote, 'I do not recall anywhere in the list of issued gear were a mother F$%^ing personal opinion was issued..' "
The Lt.'s word made Marcinko smile..
"The effects on unit cohesion would be," Krautman spoke then paused. "Different.. So your saying the modern military lacks discipline?"
"It is not the fault of the enlisted or officers if the Commanding officers can not maintain discipline. Three hundred and sixteen officers were joined in the Brig by two thousand three hundred and eighteen senior enlisted over this opinion.." Lt. Lin smiled, "The rest got the hint.."
"Just how in Sam hell did this crap get pulled off," Van Riper asked.
The crew from the Providence-E that were present, all pointed to Lt. Commander Jackson..
"You heard the slip up of, who put the G- back in gestapo. You should have some idea how dangerous this man is. " Lt. Lin bluntly responded, and looked at the Lt. Commander, "Sir we are spinning our wheels. Might I suggest we take the Liaisons for a little bit fuller tour. Then we break for dinner.."
"I have to go back to the bridge and make sure they didnt trade it for 24 dollars in beads anyway.." Lt. Commander Blue turned towards the General, "Lt. Lin will escort you to medical.. Some of our people do want to meet you.."
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Medical Bay
USS Providence E
"Seaman Kraut," General Van Ripper looked at the sailor in question.
"Physically fine. We were giving her Placebos.." The CMO smiled, "Perhaps you should talk with her. She is your descendant.."
"Really," Van Riper read the pad in front of him.. He got a look on his face..
"Your indiscretions follow you to the future good sir. That is who is her great grandmother." The CMO smiled, "Or is it the fact she is bi with a 65 percent tendency towards being a Lesbian. She lost someone she loved and it will take us about one month of initial treatment and another year of counseling to get her back to where she was."
The General had a look on his face..
"Why dont you go in there General? She needs family.. " Seeing the look on the general face, "We are not gonna tell anyone general. She knows who you are and to be point blank honest she needs you. As Chief Medical Officer I have to humbly request your help. We are short handed and just maybe you can advance her therapy."
Instead of responding, the General walked over to the Seaman.
When she saw him she broke down again..
"Seaman Kraut," General Van Riper moves half a hair closer...
Seaman Kraut looks down in shame muttering to herself..
Taking a step closer, his fatherly instincts took over.."Its ok little one." Giving her a hug, "When your better, come by my office. We will share a drink over the comrades we lost.. I will tell you about my mother..You look a little bit like her. Although, seaman I do have a very important question for you..Why in the hell did you join the women's department of the Marine Corps?"
Seaman Kraut paused, then she laughed wiping away part of the tears.." The Navy recruiter was cuter.. and single.. The Marine Recruiter in our time was former DI.. She had a Bulldog faced.."
Observing from a distance, The CMO tapped a screen. "Breakthrough achieved with Seaman Kraut. "
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USS Providence-E
Smokers - sparring ring
Ensign Carson was out cold on the mat, "Wake up the Ensign.." chief Uts smiled when he saw Marcinko enter.. "Captain on deck.."
Seeing every one come to attention, "At ease.." Marcinko walks over to the Ensign waking up, "Ensign looks to me like you have bit off more then you can chew.."
"Captain it was just luck.. I can take chief, he is old.." Ensign Carson stood up, "Chief you tired yet? I can go all day.."
Chief puts his mouth piece back in," Ding ding..."
Twenty seconds later Ensign Carson is laying on his back seeing stars..
"Did I get him," Ensign Carson speaks..
"Kid keep practicing.. You got the middle one, but the other two got.."
"Captain would it wrong to lay so the world stops spinning," Carson responds..
"Ensign.. You have to get up. I do not care were you find it from, if your conscious you keep moving. It keeps you alive," Captain Marcinko shook his head..
The Ensign wobbily stands up and puts his mouth piece back, "Scuse me Chief I can take all three of you.." ensign Carson falls down hard...
The Referee pulls out a med patch and puts it on the Ensign.. Reading the vitals, "He is done for now.."
The Ensign sits up,"Damn it.." He stands up, "Chief, I am.." He falls to one knee.
Chief Uts walks over to the Ensign and whispers, "Sir.. Stand up.."
"Ensign your going to medical.. Early signs of head trauma," The Referee coldly states..
"I can still fight.."
"Ensign," Marcinko speaks.. "Doc there did NOT make that a request.. Your starting to hurt Chiefs hand.." Taking a wild guess," And if you hurt Chief.."
"Yes sir captain.. I can take him," Ensign Carson has to be helped out of the ring.
Marcinko holds the ropes, "The first lesson you got.. Keep moving.."
"Thank you sir," Ensign Carson is being helped to medical..
"Care to take the Ensigns place sir.. No rank in the Ring. "Chief Uts smiles, "Unless you think that arm will slow you down old man.. I'll understand.."
Captain Marcinko smoothly climbs into the ring, "I just don't want you to claim I cheated and used the cast to beat you down Chief.."
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Junk Yard
Outskirts Mobile, Alabama
"All right Feller.. Thats a hard bargain.. We's got a deal," the old man with one tooth smiles.. The two shake hands, "That much, me and the old ball and chain hightail it out of here.."
Commander West Smiles as he looks out at the old junk yard, "My boss's mamma grew up in the country . He wants a place that reminds her of home.. And if she decides she is feeling good, the church is just up the street.."
"So what he do fo a livin." The old man looked over the Cashiers check, "Not that its my benuss'.."
"He was in the Rat race..Selling and buying futures.. However his mama got down.. Had to put her in an old folks home.. Well he visited her and.. Lets just say he is not very happy. He is gonna build her an fashioned home.. With just the conviences for her wheel chair, a big tv for her shows, and a convection oven.. "
"Sounds like a good man.. whats he gonna do wit all the junk..People still bring in the clunkers.."
"He figures a man has to work.. He aint really worried over money.. So he's probably gonna keep running the Junk Yard.. " Commander West smiled, "Beside his momma aint gonna want him around the house all the time.."
The old man laughs, "Beside he also aint gonna want to be at home with mama all the time.." Looking at the Commander, What about you you two aint.. Well it is.."
"God no.." West fakes a laugh, "I got traded in for a younger model. I did love her but, Cant have a woman that runs around on you.. I just aint found the right woman yet.. My boss is in the same boat."
"Like that Hero on TV.. Wife runnin around like that..Now the whole nation done seen that.. I would hold another lady's hand myself.." The old man shook his head, "You military son.. You walk like my old uncle did.."
"Been out five years.. Navy.. Cant ever get the sea water smell out.."
The old man laughs,"Sound like him to.. Go out and get fancified.. Still stuck sounding funny.."
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Training Base
San Diego
Quarter Deck
"Where is my Husband? I demand to speak to him," Mrs. Kann slammed her hands down on the desk. "You cant keep him from me.."
The watch picks up the phone, "Hey chief.. Someone is out here for you.." STG2 Jones smiles, "No sir.. They insist on you coming out here personally.."
Muttering something..
"I'll let them know your on your way," STG2 Jones smiled after he hung up the Phone..
Chief comes out and see's Mrs. Kann. He looks at STG2 who quickly goes back to paperwork..
"Why is someone trying to ruin my reputation? That young marine gave me a ride to my house.."
Chief covers his face, breathing deeply. "STG2 Jones.. Call the Lt.. This is now an inter-command issue.."
"What do you mean inter command issue," Mrs. Kann Asked..
"Your.. Your.. I cant play this crap, "Chief grimaced. "I do not want you on my base or near my other sailors. Mrs. Kann I am going to have the watch escort you to.."
"My dear husband was nearly killed last night.. And this is how you treat.."
From out side the Quarter deck, The sound of three humvees rolling in.. Marines pile out of the Humvees..
A man in a Marine Corps Colonel uniform walks up, "Chief.. Dont call it I have to much crap to do." Taking off his cover as he enters, "Mike Wiley, Colonel USMC, Liaison Command.. Chief I am here to execute these orders.."
Chief takes the orders, "Thank you for the courtesy of letting us know."
"Chief.." The colonel Sighs, "Never mind.. We informed Several people we were coming over.. Let me guess no pass down?"
"Not a damn peep Colonel," Chief had a look on his face.
"We are here to grab everything Related to Seaman Kann and Seaman Letch." The Colonel waved the Marines past the Quarterdeck, "Sargent you have your orders execute them. "
"Aye Colonel, "The Sargent walked right into the building.
"Chief, Do not be alarmed.."
"Excuse me Colonel Wiley," Mrs. Kann interjected. "You know where my husband is? No one will tell me or let me see him. I am worried."
Taking a moment, "Mrs. Nautia Kann I assume." He snaps his fingers and another Marine brings up a briefcase. Colonel Wiley opens up the Briefcase and pulls out a set of papers. "Mrs. Kann on behalf of the United States Navy.." He hands her the set of paper clipped papers, "STG2 please note the papers delivered in the order they are delivered in the Deck log."
"What is this," Mrs. Kann begins to read?
"The first set your reading is notice of issuance of a FISA warrant. From this point forward your are banned from discussing any of the paperwork delivered to you. Nor are you allowed to discuss anything regarding your husband with anyone. You have an assigned JAG officer you may call to see by appointment off base."
"You cant do this," Mrs. Kann starts crocodile tears.. "He is my husband.."
Handing her a second set of paperwork, "These are the orders for you to surrender your dependent ID and your cars base access stickers."
Chief's eyes go wide, but he walks over to STG2, "I'll write the deck log. Just take notes. We will destroy the notes after we write the Log."
"If you need to go to the Exchange or medical, You are to call the JAG officer. He will arrange for your escort on the base exchange and medical. From this point forward you are not allowed on any military base without an escort.."
Mrs. Kann sniffles..
The Colonel hands her a another set of papers, "Until such a time as the level of threat is determined.. This is an emergency Restraining Order requested by the SEC NAV, The Westpac fleet Admiral, This commands CO, Thirty second streets CO, and Your husbands new CO, granted this afternoon by the Magistrate. You are not allowed to go with in Three hundred feet of your husband. Nor is he allowed within three hundred feet of you. All communication is prohibited between the two of you. You may call and talk with his mother and that is it."
"There is no way this is Legal," Mrs. Kann's tears are gone.."You have no legal standing in personal.."
Handing her another paper, "This is a search warrant issued by the JAG office authorizing a search of your PPV housing. Do to a recent Drug raid here on base.. " the Colonel smiled, "STG2, Please escort Mrs. Kann to the GATE. My men will search her car then bring it to the gate.."
As she starts to speak, STG2 takes her by her Elbow, "This way Mrs. Kann."
She throws the papers down on the Quarter Deck, "He is sleeping with that tramp from the bar. Your just her friends.. I will have your Careers for this.."
Colonel Wiley smiles, "Mam, Last I was informed, Your husband is NOT sleeping with the lady in question."
"Chief you have a duty to intervene," Mrs. Kann starts a tantrum. "I will have your hides.. She kissed him in the bar and its on tape. Your aiding and abetting a sailor committing an act of Adultery, Fraternization, and a breach of good order and discipline."
STG2 Jones takes Mrs. Kann by the elbow, "Mam. Your husband is NOT sleeping with the woman.. She is merely giving him a ride to his barrack's room."
The Chief and the Colonel Snort at the comment.
Mrs. Kann breaks free and storms out.. "I never.."
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Conference Room
"..online two hours ago. Apparently someone posted this copy of the USS Providence E's UCMJ.." The CNO shook his head, "The main points Mr. President.."
"Gays openly serving in the Military," Cheney read the file. "They Blacked out the names of.. Nevermind it has the seal of the President."
President Bush shook his head, "This has already caused fall out. Women serving in front line combat positions, Draconian discipline measures, clearly outlined medical requirement treatment for the prevention of Military related disorders, required fraternization ... "
Rumsfeld read the files, "Those Bastards!!! How dare they.. Who do they think they are? I want that ship taken now!"
President Bush turned to the Page that upset Rumsfeld.. As he read the page he smiled.. "Mr. Rumsfeld I have about had enough of you.. How do you intend to take it. Assault it, nuke it, or what take hostages.."
"Mr. President," Rumsfeld tried to speak..
"Dick.. I think it is time you and Mr. Rumsfeld have a talk.. From what I am being told, the blame for the failure of defeating the Taliban is laid at his feet.." Bush takes a drink of his water, " The speculation from this seems to indicate a failure of various administrations policies. However your the first link in the chain.. I am going to have a lot of issues popping out from the woodwork. The liberals and the conservatives are both going to have a lot of crap to say. I do not have time for this."
"The Crew of the Providence leaked it.." Rumsfeld tried to defend himself, "I will.."
"Do nothing," Cheney responded. "The NSA looked into it. It seems someone from the Liaison staff you chose released it. General Van Riper has requested to remove everyone you chose from the Liaison Command.. George signed the orders authorizing the request an hour ago."
"You cant do this," Rumsfeld paused as both Cheney and Bush gave him an evil looked. Rumsfeld stormed out.
"Mr. President.. It seems the straw vote is not even close," Cheney responds. "Admiral Clarke.. Please notify General Van Riper we will be scheduling a CMOH ceremony at the white house once all the paperwork goes through."
"I do want a chance to speak with my two sailors.. As soon as they are done in quarantine. What did research get from the Providence Hovering into the City and over that bar.."
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Certainly the game is rigged. Don't let that stop you; if you don't bet you can't win.
Robert A. Heinlein
San Diego
Training Base
"Good.. He deserves a better woman then you and is a better man then you should have ," The young female sailor growls.
A female voice says something back..
"Really, you left the bar with Private Halon." A loud voice comes from the phone, "Nautia, you got your groove on..I hope he has her bent over and calling his name.. It cost.."
"Excuse Seaman Thumper," Chief Robinson calmly spoke.
"Chief Robinson," Seaman Thumper paused.
Chief reached down and took her phone as the female went off. Chief walked the phone over to a female chief, "Chief G.."
Closing her eyes, Chief G takes the phone. She listens for a second, "This is Chief Gurenostor. Mrs. Kann I am only going to tell you once. I agree with Seaman Thumper.. I hope he has her preying to Jesus all damn day and night..Now I am going to be clear with this. Your are not allowed to contact any sailor while they are standing on this Base. You try to bypass the papers again and I will come to your house and beat the ever loving S$%^ out of you.. "
Mrs. Kann says something as Chief G hangs up.
Handing the phone back to Chief Robinson with a very relaxed look on her face, "Always a good way to get the day rolling.. Thank you Chief.."
Taking the phone back to Seaman Thumper, "Seaman Thumper, Mrs. Kann calls you. Take the phone to Chief G.."
Thumper smiles, "Aye Chief.." Thumper looks down and takes a deep breath..Three sailors walk up like they want to say something, stopping short..
Thumper picks up the phone and places a call, "Come on.. Crawl out from under her.." The phone goes to voice mail, Thumper Whispers, "Anthos.. please answer..Damn it.."
Chief Robinson Pick up his phone, "Hey hon.. Busy.."
"We're on," the voice responds..
Chief watches as the new arrivals are all staring at Seaman Thumper. They talk to one of the females but go quiet when they see Chief Robinson looking at them.
"Been busy here at the base.. About three problems have come up.."
"Understood chief.. We have got feed.." The Voice on the other end takes a few seconds, "Crap. With him indisposed the other parts of this incident.. Chief buy me some time.."
Chief Robinson sits down facing Seaman Thumper, "Its ok honey.. Things seem to have slowed down.."
Thumper Smiles and Dials again, "Come on.." it goes to voice mail.. "S#$%.."
Taking a deep breath, "Orla." In a whisper, "Do not acknowledge me.. Pretend your talking on your phone."
Orla Thumper pauses but does as Chief says..
"Now, Seaman Kann gave me a message that in case he got in trouble to keep an eye on you. Sit rep.." In a very low voice, "Leave nothing out."
"Hey man.. I am so glad your listening.. Seaman Rueger's buddies are are looking to start something. Seems they think we had something to do with their buddy going down." Orla moved her head to another side..
"Smart girl," still whispering.. "I want you to stand up then fall back down but catch yourself.."
She stands up as the Chief told her to then falls to the table..
"Honey I'll call you back.." Chief gets loud.. "Seaman Thumper," faking over worry.. "Chief G.."
The Female Chief comes quickly over..
"She stood up to leave then she fell.. We might need to get her to medical.."
Playing alone, "I am fine." She gives the three sailors staring out at here an evil look, "I am just recovering.."
"Chief Robinson.. Sick call is full.. They canceled all non-emergencies..They are having to deal with the events in town and on base.." Chief G, put the back of her hand to Thumpers head, "A little warm.." Pausing, "You did get an STD check right.."
The three Sailors watching snicker. Chief G turns around and gives an evil look to three of them.
"Chief, I do have a friend at balboa.. Little snot owes me.. I might can get her in.." Chief Robinson smiles, "It will take some wrangling.. I have to be back in, in about ten minutes.."
"The Master Chief in charge of that course owes me a lot.. Do not worry about it Robinson," She looks back over at the three sailors as two females join them.. They all start whispering..
Robinson gets on his cell phone, he listens as it rings..
"Hey its Robinson," Chief smiles as he walks up behind the five sailors. "I know your busy but I need to get a sailor in medical.. She was victimized.. I need..."
"Chief you need to stop spreading rumors.. She is just," One of the Sailors opened his mouth..
"Stand by HM3," Robinson then looked down.
For the next two minutes he chewed all five out as they started to argue.
One of the sailor balled up his fist, "Chief, Watch your mouth he is a good friend of mine. His a good christian.. Her little buddy set my good friend up.. And I will.."
All five jumped three feet, "You will what.. Recruit.."
"I am not a," The seaman shut his mouth as he turned around. Behind him was STG1 Ison, "STG1 I.."
"Chief, my apologies for their behavior.." Looking back at the sailors, "Chief wont hit you but I will. And trust me right about now I feel like breaking things.. " He lifts up the two trunks he called arms, and rubbed his chin..
The three males gulped, and the two females went wide eyed..
"You wouldnt hit a lady," One of the females said something..
"You two are about as much of a lady as I am," A Female voice spoke. "Now when an NCO address you ladies you will show proper discipline."
"Yes mam," the whole smoke deck was at attention.
"All but you five, carry on," The Female Lt. Returned the Salute. "So you Mother F$%^ers dont want to do what your told."
"Mam.. they are telling lies about Seaman R.." The loud mouth male was interrupted..
"If I wanted your opinion I would have it beat out of you.." The Female Lt. walked over to Chief Robinson... "Thank you chief," The Lt. took the phone. "HM3, this is Lt. Jane Hasslent. I hate to impose.."
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Bridge USS Providence
"No problem mam," Lt. Lin shook his head "We can find a way to make sure that takes place."
"Good HM3, I want all the males on the base retested for STD's.. They will all be below the Rank of Lt."
Seniors voice comes back over the intercom, "Mam it is not .."
"Senior I did not ask for your input.. All the males below my rank will be tested for STD's, I am putting the orders in writing." The female orders, "This is not open for debate.. When you go cry to master chief Make sure he knows these five fine upstanding sailors not only disrespected me, they interrupted my break from this crap. So Senior enjoy the baby bottle cleaner as it goes up your Penis.. Tell Master chief the same thing.."
The Sound of a very pissed off Senior Chief came through the com, "Aye mam.. I will definitely be letting Master Chief know he gets treated for STD's with 1970's equipment, because five seaman decide to disrespect you.."
One of the Females cries, "But they will kill us.."
The Bridge Crew is biting their tongues..
"The future SECNAV is an evil B#$%.. Is she single, I dont remember? I think I am in love Lt.." Chief Uts shakes his head..
"So let me get this straight.. Your brave enough to stalk someone as a team but not strong enough to face superior numbers your self.. Its not really my problem as it was ordered to me to stay out of what your friend did.. Its not them or her I d be afraid of.. "
"What do you mean , mam." One of the males asked in a scared voice.
"You see I agree with you that someone set your friend up. You see the only suspect..got away with it.. So that tells me if you really want to F#$% with him.. I might can get you a face to face.." The Lt. Was very mad.. "Seaman Wrap, your one of Kann's friend.. Go get my car, your gonna go with Seaman Thumper and myself to Balboa..
"Aye Lt.," Seaman Wrap takes the Lt.'s keys..
" STG1 Ilon, If your free I want you and Chief Robinson to follow me..If these sailors give you any hassle put them in your trunk. I assume you can fit all five even if you have to break a few things"
The man with the huge arms smiled, "I can fit them in my trunk to start off with if you like. If you will cover with me for 32nd street.."
"Apparently I have to be there a little later too.. If we are late just come in with me.. These numb skulls have earned my attention and I'll make sure whoever we are meeting with will know it was them.. My main concern is Seaman Thumper," Lt. Hasslent spoke..
Lt. Lin answered, "Yes mam.. She is the Priority.. Have seaman Rask is it.."
"HM3 it's Seaman Wrap," the Female Lt. Answered.
"Have Seaman Wrap bring her to the side door. I am doing this for Chief Robinson.. I'll slip her in..The STD testing.. I'll talk with my boss and see about getting it done.. "
"Can you get these three males in today," the Lt ask.
"I can sneak them in, I know of an easier way with the STD testing.. I'll go tell one of the female doctors they are disrespecting a Female officer. Something about bare foot and pregnant in the kitchen.. I have one in mind.."
The female Lt. Laughed, "I like you, to bad your enlisted.. Good job HM3.."
"I know you cant date enlisted mam," Lt. Lin paused and took a deep breath.."I know a retired MMA fighter who is single. He thinking of opening his own gym.. You go out with him and I will find a way to get every one you want tested done in a couple of days.."
Chief Uts gave a quiet pump yes..
Lt. Lin held up his hand to be quiet..
She whispers on the phone, "I.. HM3 this is inappropriate.."
"I owe him money.. You scratch my back I scratch yours.. He loves Italian food, no children, but two ex-wives.."
"I want them all tested by Friday 1700," Lt. Hasslent responded.. "Saturday, 1900 hundred, and he better be interesting otherwise I will make your life hell HM3.." She hangs up the phone..
"Thank you Lt. Lin you need anyt," Chief Uts pauses.."This I take it is not pleasure," Uts gets a little deflated..
"Chief all I need is for you to be her Friend.. No expectations.. You will do what you want.. For her safety I want you there.. "
"I see, "Chief Utz was not sounding happy..
"Damn it Chief.. You showed an interest in her. So you get easy day duties. Most of the Marines that came back with us are already deployed in the Field.. The Captain has to keep some on board. We will delay the meeting to buy her and STG1 time to deal with this issue."
"I do like how she has dealt with those five rats.. I would not want to be them when they get back to base.." Chief Uts smiled..
"Good," Lt. Lin tapped the comms..
"Balboa, this is HM3 Hale.."
The comms switch off several things, " HM1 ,Lt. Lin, this is what your gonna do.."
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Washington, DC
Electronic Meeting place
"They pose a threat to our plans," The man in the Shadows spoke.
"The Copy of the UCMJ indicates that." The older male voice speaks. "I want a list of everything we know about these people. I also want to know who the damn President was that wrote these rules."
"So far we have narrowed it down to about six officers who are young. We have considered bringing them into the fold." The other voice in the shadow spoke, "We need to get people on the Liaison Command. Our people got removed.."
Tapping her fingers together, "My fellows.." The female voice calmly spoke, "We need to consider something. "
"What would that be," The older male voice asked.
"The profile is wrong. " General Van Riper's profile came up in the middle of the room. "This man is feeding us bulls$%^. His reports show he knows a lot more then he is letting on. "
"Why do you say that, " the male voice responds..
"The UCMJ we are reading indicates something no one in this room wants to admit. We lost and we lost big time.."
"Please.." The elder voice added, "Even if we all died.. Other plans are in place to prevent our overall design from failing.."
"I am instituting the Tenth man rule," The Female responds. "And under such, I see that we lose. Look at the very responses you have given.. I say the Profile you have stated is off. We need a different set of points to search for the basics.."
After a minute of silence, "Very well what profile have you started?"
"The people you had construct this are good, the problem is they started at the wrong place.." The Female voice continues, "For instance. This UCMJ seems to have been written in one administration with a few add ons.. So we need to extend the parameters. The leader who wrote this had military experience as did the SEC DEF. However, the orders indicate that the personalities did not fit in with the rest of the herd. I cant see them being officers.. The language just doesnt fit.."
The Elder pauses, "Take a team of profilers and work your theory.." Pausing for a moment,"Our main concern is managing the release of the technology. We cant let these people have control, long term.. I have a few things to do.. As I am sure we all do." The Elder signs off..
The shadow voices all sign off.. As they all disappeared the lights came back on..The Lady turns off the secured port.. She picks up her cell Phone and dials. Waiting for an answer she takes a sip of her wine..
"My dear woman.." The male voice answers..
"I missed you to my dear man. When I get home.. The things I will do to you.."
"Why Mrs. Anderson your feeling naughty arent you.."
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USS Providence -E
"Whats on your mind.." Boats looked at the young man in her bed, "I want you to eat some more.. Your gonna need your energy.."
"Wide bottom one," Letch reaches over and grabs Rebecca. After Kissing her, "I'll be honest.. I do want more.. You have made me forget about a lot of my problems.."
"Your not old enough," Boats is interrupted.
Letch picks her up, Holding her by her hips and braces her against a bulk head.."I think I have your attention. I removed the cobwebs.. And I checked, not a single grey hair so dont start.."
Rebecca Giggles, "Allright my stud.. What is on your mind. I need a few more minutes." Letch gently lets her feet slide to the ground.
"I read our orders.. We have been transferred to this liaison command. No big deal.. My issue is my buddy.. Before I apparently died and went to heaven,His wife had just had another affair."
Rebecca kisses Rufus, "My dear man..." Rebecca pauses..
"I am worried about the mess I am facing when i get out of here.." Letch looks down, "Rebecca I am not the hero from that bar.. I got knocked out cold from behind trying to save you. I was out at least a minute or two.. Kann pulled me and you to safety.. He then dumped 80 proof on my face till I woke up.. He was firing when I woke up."
Rebecca shakes her head, "That lieing sack of.." She huffs, " Honey you got right back up and started firing and fighting. Those two are just alike in some things.."
"Your not mad at me, I should have.."
"I have been in fire fights before my dear stud.. Neither one of you ran.. Your buddy has a habit of giving credit to everyone but himself.. He gave you the last bit of ammo without blinking.."
"Rebecca I am the better shot by a mile," Letch shook his head. " Last time we went to the gun range he didnt even bother firing. He was pissed off.."
Putting her finders up to Letch's lip.. "shu.. Leann.. My dear Captain Leann Sanchez.. She met your buddy when he was an old man. She has loved him since the day she met him.." She picks up a bottle of water..
"The bar kiss," Letch shook his head.
"Was to shut me up.. She failed miserably.. Both of those souls are working out some deep seated S#$%." Rebecca takes a drink of her water, "I am going to enjoy my last day with you in my room.."
Letch smiles," Aye Master Chief.."
"I told you not to call me," Rebecca could only kiss Rufus Letch back as he interrupted her..
She drops the Water bottle as he picks her back up.. As she wraps her arms around Letch, "Bad Sailor.."
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An army of principles can penetrate where an army of soldiers cannot.
Thomas Paine
Medical Bay
USS Providence-E
"He was supposed to be released by now. General Van Riper is slightly pissed to say the least.. Since Seaman Kann has been assigned to me. Lt. Commander Blue, my briefing said you did things.. You did things differently, but really.." The Air Force Colonel looked into the Medical bay..
Both Officers looked into the CMO office. Captain Sanchez was in a white negligee. She was having an intense discussion with the medical doctor..
"Lt. Commander Blue," the Captain in the negligee pointed and motioned for Blue...
"Colonel Cook, you have to forgive what your about to see. My duty is clear in what I am about to do.. My God Damn boat is either going to return full function or I am about to beat some heads in.." Lt. Commander Blue stormed straight into the CMO's office..
Waiting about thirty seconds, Colonel Cook follows the Lt. Commander in. However he turns to the medical bay.. Walking over to the Seaman he sees the foot pads and splints on the Seaman.. "Colonel Cook.."
"Colonel," Seaman Kann responds..
"Stay off formalities for now.. I want to see this argument," Colonel Cook watches the heated discussion taking place..
"..Psi function. The test may have been experimental but.." The CMO sees the Colonel watching.
"I do not give a rats ASS," Lt. Commander Blue speaks. "Is he healthy for duty or not.."
"The Smitty Protocols require I call the Captain on.."
"Doc, just Shut the F$%^ up." Lt. Commander Blue orders as he glares at the Captain, "Unless Leann.. Are you re-assuming your command right now.. Because if not.. I have my duty to do. Which means maintaining Order and Discipline.. I am the acting Dictator, I really dont care if he can walk on water..."
The Captain holds up her hand. She walks over and closes the Door..
"Its sound Proof Colonel.. Not to mention the see through material will change to block you observing anything."
Colonel Cook observes as the previously see through material becomes opaque. Looking at the Seaman feet and shins, "I assume their Doctor did this? What did they say was wrong?"
"Doc gave me this test. He started acting weird however when I was half way through it... He called Le..Captain Sanchez in."
Colonel Cook notices the sad emotion coming from Seaman Kann. 'This is completely unfair to Seaman Kann. He .. Damn it.. Not even here in this damn command Three hours and a Major problem. God D#$% Navy.. '
"She.. Captain Sanchez came in and for some reason the test changed.. As for my feet Colonel. I have... I had Plantar fasciitis.. Doc perform a two minute procedure on my feet and my shins.."
"Youll be out of rotation for a couple weeks.." Colonel Cook was not to happy..
"Actually Colonel.. Doc said I would be able to PT by morning Muster.." Seaman Kann gave him look, "Colonel how much shit am I in.. "
"With who.." Colonel Cook shook his head," You have several options to chose from.. I am more curious on how you managed to piss off officers in Four out of Five Branches.. That takes a lot of skill.."
A red head wearing a bikini, walks in with a package. She walks up to Seaman Kann.. She cuts in front of the Colonel, "Anthos.." She Reaches over and gives him a bear hug. "Do not ever change?" She kisses his forehead, "Letch told me what happened..You beautiful bastard."
"Boats do not let him lie to you.. He went down saving you.. He has always been a better sailor then I could ever.."
"Seaman Kann," Boats growls. She hugs him tighter, "I know its going to be hard on you.. I'll look after Leann. Take care of Letch for me.. Promise me.."
Colonel Cook just sets back and observes.
She hands Kann a package, "Make sure ONLY Letch sees these." She turns to the Colonel, "If I find out the Liaison Command looked through them.. I will hunt you all down and kill you.. Staring with you Colonel.."
Colonel Cook smiles, "Understood.. Boats.."
"Now Anthos," She leans forward and whispers something to Seaman Kann. It brings a smile to his face, "And you better not tell a GOD D#$% soul.."
"Aye, Boats.."
The door from the CMO's office opens, Captain Sanchez takes a deep Breath. "Colonel Cook.."
"Captain Sanchez.."
"I want you to get all personnel best described as downtimers off my Boat. You have One hour.. After that they go over board.." Captain Sanchez turns to Boats, "Master Chief Shelts.. I want you to join me on the Bridge for a walk through in two hours.."
"Aye Captain," The Red head in the Bikini spoke.
"By The Way,Colonel Cook welcome Aboard the USS Providence -E.. Now get The F$%^ off my boat.." Captain Sanchez turns to leave..
"Captain.. May I speak with you in Private for a moment.."
"Master Chief," Captain Sanchez stops at the door. "Very well.. Lt. Commander Blue you have your orders.. Lt. Commander Wilson, make sure our Guest in Medical have their records leave with the Colonel.. "
The CMO motions for the Colonel to follow him. The Lt. Commander starts leaving as do the other Personnel..
"You stay Seaman Kann," Boats growls.
"Aye Master chief," Seaman Kann Pauses and sits back down.
"Do not give me that look Lt. Commander! I will have a report on your desk later.. Right now I have an enlisted matter I have to deal with.. Unless of course you want to do the Paperwork.."
"I'm good master Chief," The Lt. Commander smiles when he catches Boats giving him a wink. "The Rest of you Lazy Arses get out." The rest move quickly..
From inside the CMO's Office, Colonel Cook looks out, Just before the Door shuts..
"Where in sam hell do you get off Leann.. I am in charge of enlisted persons and Seaman Kann Deserves a helluve of a lot better treatment then the crap you just pulled.. Business isnt Business, Ca.."
The Door shuts as the Argument gets heated..
"You can Relax Colonel, "The CMO sits down and pours himself a drink. "Relax it just a psychosomatic drink.. Makes my mind think I am drinking and calms my nerves.. Not alcoholic.. Want one.."
"Sorry , on duty doc."
"You have My word Colonel I will send you the files.." Seeing the colonel observe the Argument, " Boats is doing her job.. God bless her.."
After a few minutes, the Argument ends and Boats walks over to the door opening it.. "Colonel Cook, please come with me.. You now Have three hours to get your personnel off loaded."
Colonel Cook is lead out. He sees Captain Sanchez holding Seaman Kann close to her. In fact, They are both holding each other tightly..
"Colonel, I have to ask for privacy in this matter.." Boats walks the Colonel out, "The two of them have one last thing to work out.. If you have any problems with the Seaman.. Do not be afraid to call me.."
"What other problems might I have," Colonel Cook asked as he walked down the corridor?
"Colonel.. Seaman Kann lied as did Seaman Letch. He will report that Letch was out cold for about two minutes.. Colonel, Seaman Kann was the only one standing for over ten minutes.. Doc was very upset because the Seaman is not supposed to leave his care.."
As he stopped, "Ten minutes..Against trained operatives.. How in the hell?"
"Colonel.. We have it on tape as do your people.." Boats started walking again, "I got caught up a little on the reports." Sailors got out of the way as they walked.. "Initially he froze and dragged Leann behind the bar. She started coughing up blood. Something snapped.. He went psychotic.."
"So I am dealing with PTSD," Colonel Cook was not showing a happy look.
"The therapy," Boats smiled evilly.. "It should hold for about two weeks.. Doc wants counseling sessions ASAP. Him or Chaps will coordinate with you for the appointments..Its a little more then PTSD.."
"I'll have to," Colonel Cook stops again. "I have a feeling this is not a request."
"I am giving you a heads up.. We got our Captain roughly back in shape now.. She is used to being in charge and not having to rely on others. We used what we had to fix issues. Now, we have to fix the Sailor.."
"Do I have to deal with any more therapy sessions," Colonel Cook asked?
"That... No," Boats sighed.. "If you do.. Stay the f$%^ out of it.."
"I take it that the General will be telling me this.."
"All but the last bit.. The last bit is me.. I started out in EOD and I know where you all sleep Colonel. Dont think buildings dont roll in this century.." Seeing the look on the Colonel's face, "Ask Captain Marcinko.. He will translate to Air Force-ese.."
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Impromptu Shielding area
32nd street
General Van Riper looked out over the USS Providence(SSN-719), "She is ours now. We will be using her as a test bed."
Pierre Sprey looked over the Providence sub, "The surviving crew has been assigned to our command. I have a few ideas General.. I can get you some specs in a few hours.."
"Good.. Any issues with getting what you need?"
"Just the standard BS.. I can deal with it," Sprey smiles, "Were old hands at this game General. However.."
"Spit it out..Pull me aside anytime you feel the need. I want your full honesty even when I am wrong.. "
"The Crew of the E are also old hands," Sprey kept looking at the Boat in front of them. "We reviewed everything we can.. General, They are just about us in a hundred years. And General.. They are up to more then they have told us.."
"Keep Going," Van Riper looked out over the injured Sub.
"First I am sure you noticed the absence of the XO.." Sprey spoke, "The second thing is.. They have not mentioned who the VP was.."
"I put the Professor on both issues.. So far he has made little head way.." General Van Riper shook his head, "We also have a few Politicians wanting to come visit the Area. It seems our two wayward sailors are being fast tracked.."
"I think they deserve it.. I saw the tape.." Sprey was looking at the sub, "Especially the once and future kid.. Has NCIS managed to get a full reconstruction.."
"They are a little pissed over some missing paperwork.. Seaman Kann's after action report is just going to piss them off more." General Van Riper smiled, "Downed third jack and coke.. Lady sunbathing earlier, kissed me..She smelt good, like fresh strawberries.. She tasted like that first glass of lemonade after a day in the sun.. Reality went south from there.. Fog of war.. Under attack.. Realized it was me or them.. They died.. That was his whole report, word for word."
Pierre Sprey couldn't stop himself from laughing, "Seems some what eloquent.."
"I sent it to Admiral Clarke unedited as soon as it hit my desk," General Van Riper turned and looked at Sprey. "They said they had to have it immediately.. From what I hear, Admiral Clarke just forwarded it to the NCIS Director.. One of my marines in the White house told me Junior Chuckled when he read it.."
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Las Vegas
Bar on the strip
"I understand.. The Nation's business calls. We can reschedule, " The Brunette smiled. "Of coarse Senator, I am feeling charitable to night. I will hold your deposit for a week."
The TV in the bar plays, "The footage you have just seen is very graphic..."
As she hangs up the Phone, the Brunette smiles and toast the TV, "To Anthos Kann.. You made it to the big leagues Red.."
A well built man grinned at the Brunette. "You know the Kid on TV.."
She smiles as she turns and sees the well built man, "Same High School."
"Same High School," The man smiled..
A drunk man walks up, "Hey.. You overpriced, high class whore.. "
"Good Sir I may be a whore, but for you the shingle is not out. I am pretty sure you cant afford me," The brunette turns her back on the Drunk.
As she turns her back, The Drunk man puts his hands on her shoulder. "Do you know who I am? I am on the Ga.."
The man who was talking to her, Grabbed the drunk gently. "Buddy I was talking to the Lady.. Just walk away."
"There is no need, sir. I told him no and he seems to forget we have had this conversation before."
"You cant stay an independent whore out here anymore," The drunk spoke as two men started to walk up.
Whispering as he bent the drunks arm up roughly, "Tell your two men to sit back down or I keep the arm."
The Brunette picks up her phone and makes a call, "Obadiah is drunk and at it again.."
Obadiah drunkenly , "Were cool.." He turns back and whispers, "Your dead.."
Three men in hotel security quickly walked up, "Obadiah.."
The man lets him go..
"I'll be back," Obadiah shakes off his jacket as he leaves..
"Mrs. Avits are you Ok," The lead security guard ask..
"Thanks Juan," Mrs. Avits hangs up the phone. "Boys I am ok. Thanks to.."
"John Oxford," the man smiled.
"Mr. Oxford here.. Military?" Mrs. Avits nodded to security. They walked away.
"Marine.. Who was that idiot?"
"A very powerful man. His father controls a lot of the Prostitution that goes on the West Coast." Avits Smile, "I guess I can let you buy me a drink.."
Oxford shows his hand and takes out a credit card, "Obadiah doesnt mind. Seems he dropped his wallet."
She laughs, "You know he will come for you.."
"Mam.. Marines dont run.. Especially from his type," Oxford smiles. "I would be derelict in my duties if I did not accept a Pretty Ladies offer of a drink.."
"I am no lady, Marine. A girl has to make an honest living somehow. Mine pays pretty good.. Damn good.. We will talk, and only talk.." She smiles as the bartender brings her drink of choice, "Martian Sunrise for me.."
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Penthouse
Later on
"She is asleep," Oxford smiled even though he was on comm. "She tried to drink me under the table."
"No issues Major," Captain Sanchez's voice came over the comm.
"No mam.. Some ape named Obadiah promised to kill me..I am paying him a friendly visit tomorrow.." Pausing, "By the Way, Captain are You all right..You made the front page again."
"Major.. I will be eventually..."
"Understood.. Mam, would you Let Lin know his crap is here and running. The VP is secured.. I want to double check everything first."
"Understood, Sanchez out.."
He walks back to Atis. Oxford reaches down and pulls her blanket over her.."Sleep well Madam VP.. Your Marines are on watch.."
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Success consists of going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm.
Winston Churchill
Bridge of the USS Providence 2.0
Test Bed Liaison Technologies
Pacific Ocean
A month and a half later
"Colonel, "Lt. Commander Hasslent reported. "The hull is holding."
"Dont sound shocked," Colonel Cook grinned as he sat in the command Chair. "I could get used to this. I can see the attraction you Navy folk have with this." The Colonel Rubs the chair.
The Lt. Commander laughed, "The fun part is not the ship. Its the Crew.. "
"The General wants the field testing started while DC is distracted," Colonel Cook shook his head. "We are going to be pissing off a lot of people. Senior Chief, Whats your assessment."
"Colonel, the tech should hold,"Senior shook his head. "The .. The Sailors are sailors and they will do there jobs.. I just have a slight issue with parts of the UCMJ we are following.. It is going to take time to get the Chiefs mess alone use to this.. Not to mention the fallout."
"How the rest of the fleet is going to respond.." Colonel Cook acknowledged, "Senior.. The only comfort I can give is that you are in for the fight of your life. The Crew is going to be assailed by so much crap it is going to be unreal."
"We are the first ones in.. Tossed into the lake for our first swim," Lt. Commander Hasslent was reading the display on her eye piece. "Smooth Sailing Colonel. The new sensors show no surprises."
"Post the orders, Lt. Commander.. We have a war game to attend," Colonel Cook laughs like an evil overlord.. "Let draw first blood.. We are facing off against the New school.."
"We are going to go make them cry to their mommies," Senior Chief smiles.
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White House
Oval Office
"Mr. President," General Van Riper smiled. "You wanted to see how far we have come."
A voice was complaining loudly, "We dont stand a chance.. This is an unfair.."
"Vice Admiral Mayer," Captain Marcinko smiled as he spoke. "Whats unfair? One sub against the Fleet.."
"I didnt ask your opinion Captain, " the Vice Admiral Snapped. "Mr. President I must protest we have had no time.."
The Line went down.. A male Voice came over the communication, "Mr. President we apologize. According to the rules of the game, only ships not destroyed may have long range comms.."
"Commander West," Bush spoke. "I assume it is only in game destroyed.."
"Yes sir, Mr. President." Commander West continued, "We have been acting as the ref per your instructions."
The CNO looked very angrily at General Van Riper, "General.. Why was I not informed about this.."
"Clarke," President Bush sat down at his desk. "I ordered this.. "
"The Providence 2.0 has destroyed the Fleet.." Commander West failed at hiding his glee, "Simulated run on the Islands in progress. Destruction of Hawaii confirmed..Would the US Navy like to play again? We will respawn your fleet.."
"Yes we will play this again, " The CNO immediately responded..
"Mr. President," General Van Riper implied a question.
"General Van Riper.. Round one to you.. No you may not speak.. Admiral Clarke, take none of this personally." President Bush had a look on his face. "Commander West would you please Refloat the Fleet."
"Yes sir Mr. President, "Commander West Responded.
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"Simulated run on the Islands in progress. 93% Destruction of Hawaii confirmed.." Commander West yawned over the comm, "Admiral Clarke that makes the fifth time.."
Admiral Clarke was very angry, "Get me the Vice Admiral.."
"Admiral.. This is not how the scenario would play out.. We are the world power at sea.. This is not an indication of.."
"Shut the Hell up.. This is a complete embarrassment," The CNO glared at General Van Riper, "Paul you made your point.."
"Admiral Clarke no he has not," The Vice President nodded to General Van Ripper.
"What do you mean he has not made his point," The dejected CNO looked at the General?
"Admiral Clarke.. Regardless of what you have been led to believe, their is not one item from the future on the Providence 2.0." General Van Riper grimly spoke, "This whole ship has merely been rebuilt with the best equipment we could steal from the Fleet. The secret to our success is the Crew." General Van Riper smiled, "The crew was selected by the Professor using a mathematical formula he created. Your Fleet lost to an Air Force Colonel with no previous command experience of a sub."
"Not a single bit of future Technology," Admiral Clarke took a deep breath. He was giving an evil eye to Van Riper.
"Admiral this is beyond politics.. You wanted access to the future tech.. This is why they are not sharing with us.. Right now a lot of people are trying to come up with excuses.. They problem is not the technology.. Its the leaders in the fleet.."
"Trust me.. That wont be a problem very long," The CNO spoke..
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White House
Reception room
"Do you have a staring problem STG2," The Delta Force Colonel whispered in a low tone. "Captain Sanchez is my date and you are crossing the line Sailor."
STG2 looked around the Colonel at Captain Sanchez, and smiled..
"You will show me the respect of my rank STG2," The Colonel ordered..
"Leann stay out of it.." Boats said as she took the Captain's arm. "You two ended everything. This Correction has to take place honey.."
"Boats," Sanchez stops.. "That Army prick is sleeping by himself.." Captain Sanchez turned around to hide a tear.
STG2 put his drink down on the table and got right in the Colonels face.. "Sir with all due respect.. This Congressional Medal of Honor means you show ME respect first.. Lucky for you colonel.. Your an Officer, and one from West Point, so we have no issue..The Navy does not train Morons, like West Point"
"Sir.. Just let it go.." The Staff Sargent spoke.. With an evil smile, "The Navy just had its a$$ handed to it. One ship just beat the whole fleet four or five times in row..Besides we all know the Navy aint what it used to be. Just let the wuss walk away .. Sir, you would kill him."
A lot of Navy personnel shook their heads and looked into their drinks.. Having walked partially away, STG2 Kann saw those looks.
"Kann," Letch whispers. "I know what that look means.. Not in the White house, for the love of God.."
"Letch.. What just happened here," Kann inquires.. "These officers look like beat dogs.."
"Apparently the Navy just lost a major wargame.. Four or five of them.." Letch answers. They watch as Both Boats and Sanchez pour drinks on their dates, " General Van Riper and the Upper Brass are in the Oval Office. Its pretty bad.. Word is the CNO will probably be relieved.."
Two of the Marines on duty stand in Between the Army Delta force Officer and the CMOH's.."Gentlemen.. Their will be none of that crap.. Or I will stuff you two in the Garbage chute.." The Marine Corps Guard whispers..
On the other side of the room. The Delta Force Colonel showed his ring and pointed out his rank to the Sargent Talking to him.. He motioned the Sargent away like he was a dog..
"Sargent There has to got to be a way to wipe that smug look off the Army's face," Kann asked?
One of the Lobbyist had been watching the whole thing..
"To the Navy, may you live to run away for another day, "The half drunk Colonel toasted the Navy.. Several other Officers jokingly joined in..
"Sargent.." The Lobbyist stuck out his hand. "Mr.Anderson.. So you two boys think you can put those two in their place.."
"Mr. Anderson why do you care," Letch asked? "We have no money or favors to offer you.."
"See those two older men talking to them.." Two older men had joined the Delta Force men, " They are my competition. We represent a firm out of Alabama that just lost a contract to them with the Army.. That Colonel just screwed us out of that contract through back door channels.."
Captain Sanchez is glaring over at Mr. Anderson who ignores her..
"What do you know about the War Games the Navy just lost.." STG2 Kann asked, "And can you get us our shot.."
Mr. Anderson smiled, 'There will be hell to pay..' "Follow me.."
"Lets go get the Navy's pride back, STG2 Letch.."
Several of the Naval Officers got a small look of hope on their faces. One of the older Retired Admirals got up and followed them..
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Everyone preaches leadership from the top Down.. Most forget it is from the Bottom up too.
Anonymous Submission
Bar
Washington DC
0045
"To two beautiful Bastards," the half Drunk Naval Lt. Raised his glass. "For upholding the honor of the Navy.."
The other Sailors and Marines all raise there glasses, As happy cat calls mixed with hoorah's..
Whispering, "They keep buying us drinks. I am floating.."
"Anthos," A partially wobbly Letch spoke.."I am right there with you."
A call came out from the entrance of the bar, "Admiral on deck.."
"Its all right boys I am off duty now.." The CNO smiles as he shakes hands with several others.. Seeing the two he was looking for, "STG2's.."
Both Sailors stand up, "Admiral Clarke.."
Letch has to have Kann's help staying up straight..
"Have a seat gentlemen.. " The CNO motions. "You two boys saved my ass today."
"Just doing our jobs Admiral.." Letch has to shake cobwebs off his head..
"Just doing your Jobs my a$$.. STG2 Letch, that was one of the most beautiful coordination of Naval Forces I have seen. You had the Air Force Chief of Staff happy he loaned us the Stealth bombers.. The Providence 2.0 never saw them coming."
STG2 Kann gets a half look on his face..
"And you," he slaps Kann on the back. "You.. You made a lot of enemies today. Using my authority, Throwing Several Admirals, captains, and the chiefs in brigs. Do not lose a bit of damn sleep over it." The CNO smiled, "After the crap they pulled, they can sit there for a few days. I am making the temporary brevet Promotions you called permanent.. It means you also made a lot of Friends as well.. Especially one Rear Admiral Dullois, he has demanded both of your transfers to his staff." The Admiral shook his head, "How in the hell did you know those officers and chiefs would pull that off?"
"Take the.. Dullois, Admiral.."Shaking off his own cobwebs. " STG1 Wides told us about him.. When I saw the ship on the list in the war Games.. I wanted to win Damn it.. He was being screwed because he supposedly slept with someone's wife. And he had a habit of drinking with his men. Well I did not care.. I needed a Leader in the Vice Admirals Slot, by god I got one."
"It was a matter of Leadership.. A man who will go drinking with his men.. Knows his men and can lead them.." STG2 Letch shook off a feeling, "The prick admiral he replaced is not.. a good drinker.."
The CNO smiles, "So you used what knowledge you had of the fleet Personnel to maximize effectiveness.."
"Did Le.. Captain Sanchez? She seemed pissed.."
The CNO paused, "Son.. You telling that Army Colonel you didnt F$%^ her ,you made love to her.. It might cause a few issues, but nothing I cant handle. And trust me, right now they do not want to piss me off any further." The CNO smiles, "The look on his face was priceless.."
"Admiral If I may.. We do need something.. The Liaison Command has been running into supply issues.. If you want to thank us.. Can you deal with the idiots in supply that keep screwing with General Van Riper," STG2 Letch mentions.
The CNO nods his head. "Considered it done. I will handle it personally tomorrow.. All the General's Supplies will be there on time from now on.. You have my word.."
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