A Friend in Need - Base Exterior

[Kimberly "Kim" McKinnon]

<<From Mess Hall>>

1345
Base Exterior


The outside of the base was quiet different then she last remembered. But she knew that the location of the base was in the different place altogether as well. The difference between the old and the new was striking; somehow she had forgotten just how the new one looked. Besides this was the first time since the new one was build she had seen it. She had left not long after the old turned into rubble and history.

Gazing at the view, “How far are we from the old base?” The same old base where the two had met. Pooja and Jerry she knew had started off in the old one, friendship was first, with underlining hint of romance. When Pooja had taken a blast at Jerry after the mothership rescues Kim had roll her eyes. They had been completely head over heels for the other, and hadn’t been aware of it.

<<Tag Jerry>>

[Jerry Garcia]

1345
Base Exterior

They walked quietly for a few minutes, and Jerry was still a bit wrapped up in himself. Kim finally broke the silence, How far are we from the old base? Jerry stopped for a second, then continued walking. I don't know. At least a few light years. The old base was totally destroyed when the gate exploded.

Jerry was totally lost in thought as he walked. Kim, I've made too many mistakes. They will never let go after her now, after what I did.

<Tag Kim>

[Kimberly "Kim" McKinnon]

1346
Base Exterior

Reaching the rail that was placed around the cliff edge, Kim leaned on it as she listened to what he was saying, “Oh yea, now I remember how it was destroyed,” his words had jogged her memory. How she could forget something like that amazed her, she usually never forgot, her own slip amused her, “I know I wasn’t here when we tumbled upon this place. Who ever found it, I’ll have to thank them. The view is beautiful.” She drank in the view, the blue-greenish hues of the mountains in the distance that played up to their full beauty. She wouldn’t say it was cute, but it had a certain charm to the mountain that would make anyone to weak that the knees and fall in love with it.

Her features softened as she looked at him, “Whatever mistakes you may have made, would have been due to shock of what transpired in the mission, I don’t think anyone would hold you accountable for that. What makes you say that they won’t let you go? This isn’t like you to give up so easily. If the need became apparent, you always went against orders. Why should this be any different?” She paused to let him think and answer. If she needed to remind him of what he did with what-his-name in charge during one mission where she was kidnapped for few hours; she would remind him.

<<Tag Jerry>>

[Jerry Garcia]

1348
Base Exterior


Whatever mistakes you may have made, would have been due to shock of what transpired in the mission, I don’t think anyone would hold you accountable for that. What makes you say that they won’t let you go? This isn’t like you to give up so easily. If the need became apparent, you always went against orders. Why should this be any different?Jerry looked at Kim. She obviously didn't know what had happened on board the Aeneid. Kim, you should know this. Troy tried to find out what had transpired on the planet and came at him with a knife. If I hadn't caught myself, I would have slit his throat. After that no one dared come near me. She didn't look too startled, but he was in a tremendous amount of pain. That was why I had locked myself up in my quarters. I just figure the court martial is just waiting on the right senior officers to arrive.

He turned away from her to try and compose himself. He saw people l0ooking in his direction and slowly moving away.

<Tag Anyone>

[Kimberly "Kim" McKinnon]

1350
Base Exterior


Jerry’s confession about what he nearly did to Troy in the heat of the moment kind of didn’t come as a surprise as it should have. Given his SEALs training she knew he was capable of taking down a lion with his bare hands. Running a hand over her face, Kim gazed at him, “Do you want me to have a talk to him. I’m certain Colonel Loveridge won’t be trying to court martial you. I’m mean it’s pretty obvious that ...” she trailed off when she realised she was going to say what they both knew. She hadn’t come back with the team. Troy would have picked up on that at least.

She watched him turn, as his back came into the view, sighed when she saw others moving again. She allowed the silence to take over as she gathered her thoughts, “Have you thought that Troy might have got Frank to sent me here instead of court martial? IF he wanted to slap the Article 15/16, he would have done so by now.” This actually made more sense.

<<Tag Jerry/All>>

[Cara Coyle]

1350
Base Exterior

It had been a long time since she took of her bow for the simple enjoyment of archery. She had been so busy that she hadn’t had the time. Even when she was back on Earth, she was either engaged in social pleasantries or teaching duties. She was standing on the edge of a shooting range, which the military personnel often used to test out their weapons. Beside her was a speed radar, posted on a tripod. At the target end was a circular target, with an electronic device with flashing lights on top of it. The electronic device was powered by the same technology that had been engineered by the Olympians. This was just one of many side projects the Cara had going, not that she thought that this one would hold any merit off world, but she still thought it cool.

Around her waist, attached to a belt was a hip quiver filled with a few arrows. Each arrow had a small device on it, designed to emit a small EMP charge upon impact. She had created a few of these devices, some varied in size and shape. This test was to see if the devices worked and which would be the more efficient. On her left forearm was a bracer, to protect against the bowstring when it was realised, and she even had a chest plate that protected the left side. Cara had experienced one too many snaps of the string to now protect herself.

She was about to get started when she hear some talking, there were people around and she didn’t know where they were, so she could not do anything till she found out where they were. Cara looked around until she saw two people in a heavy discussion. Her spirits lifted when she recognized Kim, it had been a long time Cara had seen her friend. The last she knew Kim was still on Earth, so why was she here. Making sure her bow was secured on its stand; Cara went over to where Kim and Garcia were, now that she saw it was him. He looked like hell. She had heard that it was his wife that was mission in action from the last mission and her heart went out to the Navy Seal.

”Captain, Commander Garcia,” Cara greeted them, her tendency of formality getting the best of her. She turned to Kim, ”I thought I saw you, I was beginning to question my sanity when I saw you. I thought you were still on Earth, I didn’t know you were back.”

<tag Kim>

”And how are you holding up Commander? There are a lot of us that are concerned for you. Colonel Walker as well. Tragedy seems to befall the best of us.”

<tag Jerry>

[Beatrice "Honey" Cutter]

1345
Base Exterior


Honey withdrew from the commissary. She felt like a pariah. It was not her fault her husband had come back at the same time Garcia's wife had gone missing. It was not her fault she was happy when every member of the base was hurting.


The strangest part of all this was the one person who had even come to visit was her old friend Garcia. It was as if John's absence and return had meant nothing to the base. She looked around the room. She saw very few familiar faces. Those she and John had worked with the closest had taken different paths.

She knew she was not strong enough to bring about John's healing on her own. But his return had been lost in the activities of the station. Medics showed up and helped with his care. But where was Troy? Where was the base shrink? Where was anyone?

Honey moved to the base mail boxes. She penciled a letter to the returned Cara. She had gotten to know Cara through her old teammate Will. Maybe they could rekindle that friendship. She just needed someone to talk to.

<tag Cara or anyone in the commissary>


Cutters Quarters

Honey slid quietly into the room.But not quiet enough. John did not sleep well. Honey moved with purpose to his side. She had several bruise received from the first hours of his return. She had quickly learned to make sure he was awake enough to realize who she was before getting to close to him.

She saw his eyes were open. When he let roguish grin lift the corners of his mouth. She kicked the side of the bed gently. Move over lazy. She said.

She tucked herself in next to him with practiced ease. John, would you come with me for some counseling?

<tag cutty>

[Jerry Garcia]

1350
Base Exterior

Jerry still had his back to Kim, as he watched the activities around the base. Captain, Commander Garcia, I thought I saw you, I was beginning to question my sanity when I saw you. I thought you were still on Earth, I didn’t know you were back. Carqa Coyle, the base astrophysicist had walked up.

<Tag Kim>

And, how are you holding up Commander? There are a lot of us that are concerned for you. Colonel Walker as well. Tragedy seems to befall the best of us. Jerry was lost in thought as the question was posed. I'll muddle my way through this, Cara. What happened to Walker? This news about Walker was new to him.

<Tag Cara>

Jerry had asked the question but was totally absorbed in his replay of the past mission events. There was no one to blame but himself for what happened to Pooja. He should never taken her along with him on this one. Now she was gone.......

<Tag All>

[John "Cutty" Cutter]

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Cutter Quarters

Honey quietly entered their quarters. Since John was having trouble sleeping, she couldn't enter quietly enough to keep from waking him. He opened his eyes as she undressed and slid into bed beside him. Move over lazy. He slid over a bit and she wrapped herself around him. John, would you come with me for some counseling? The question was expected, but certainly not when they were laying next to each other in bed. Her head was resting on his left shoulder, his left arm around her, and his right hand resting gently on her bare midriff. I guess.... he wasn't sure how to really respond to that one.

He moved his head toward her and gently kissed her forehead, feeling her warm body next to his. He had just been released from the base hospital yesterday, and was still fairly weak. He had been told to rest and eat and try to get a bit of exercise. He wondered if s3x was considered exercise.

<Tag Honey>