"I still don't think it's a good idea for you to ride your Harley all the way back to Pennsylvania. It'll take you close to three days to get home!"
"It will give me time to think on some things."
(We give one another a hug goodbye.)
(I leave, after saying goodbye to Valerie's husband, and her son Wolfgang. I think about calling Claudia before leaving Los Angles...but I figure fuck them all. I was tired. Both physically and mentally, and I had to get away from it all for awhile.)
(I'm traveling thru different states. Taking pictures and enjoying the different scenic views. I even saw the Grand Canyon, and for some reason wondered how playing the song Eruption inside the Grand Canyon would sound. I suggest it to the park rangers, who don't like the idea. I even visited Roswell, New Mexico. I didn't get beamed up by any aliens, unfortunately. I did however, encounter someone I didn't expect to encounter, in a bar in Springfield, Illinois. A bearded early fiftyish man walks in, then takes a seat next to me.)
"You're a hard one to track down, son."
"I wasn't aware you were looking for me...sir."
"Hmm...so you do remember who I am."
"I remember the last time we talked. I told you I wasn't interested."
"So, you did. Look...I'm not going to sugar coat this for you. That's never been my style. We got a major shit storm heading our way. We need you on our team."
"And if I recall, sir. Last time I offered my services was Afghanistan. Fucking President and the bureaucrats lost that war for us. A lot of good men and woman died, and for what? Fucking Taliban is still there."
"What if I were to tell you that this team takes orders from no one. Not even the President, because technically the team doesn't exist. Officially."
"Sounds a bit interesting. What's our job?"
"Escorting the President to safety when the shit hits the fan."
(Laughs)"Yea...I knew there was a catch. You want us to escort someone we don't officially take orders from? That'll be a laugh."
"Then let me break it down for you. You escort him to safety. Those are your only orders you got to follow. The rest of your orders come from me. Along with certain perks."
"Perks?"
"Perks you're going to need if we're going to survive the coming shit storm. If we even survive that long. So, you in or out?"
"I want to see these perks first."
(Chuckles)"I figured you'd say that. You want to see the perks, you join us. I'll tell you this much. You're going to have to master each and every one of the perks, if you want a chance at saving your girlfriend."
"What the hell does she have to do with any of this?"
"More then you realize. Shit is going to happen that will affect the whole world. Unfortunately, I think a lot of people are going to choose the wrong side. So, what's your answer?"
"For Billie. I'm all in."
"It's a lot more than just her. Whole damn world is going to have to pick a side. I'm afraid most people are going to pick the wrong side. In the meantime, I need you to wear what's in this package at all times. Read the instructions thoroughly, then burn them. I'll be in touch."
(He leaves. I sit there wondering who or even what exactly he had been talking about.)

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Listen To Your Heart ~ Book One.
FanfictionRated #2 in Mature Adult! WOW!! Just read the damn story. Contains INCEST. PLEASE READ THIS STORY AND LISTEN TO YOUR HEART PART 2 THE PURGE WHILE YOU STILL CAN. I AM THINKING OF DELETING BOTH STORIES. THE STORIES AREN'T AS GOOD AS I HOPED THEY WOULD...