I Am Dragana

Chapter Three

Physical therapy is a bitch and my physical therapist is a sadist. During every physical therapy session I was mumbling swears in Serbian. The agent who was watching me, since I can not be left alone unless in the bathroom was laughing his ass off at me. "Pejic; you survived the bombings in Yugoslavia, you made it through the Air Force Academy, you survived four tours of duty, you take on some of the biggest monsters yet you can not stand physical therapy. Do you know how ridiculous you sound?"

Reed was getting on my nerves. "Zip it Reed."

Good thing I was done for the day. I was able to go back to my room and take a nap. It has been nine days since the attack and so much has happened besides my former friends trying to kill me. I have to get a new apartment and I am looking up in the Woodlands and Memorial . Liz has been in helping me apartment hunt online.

My father knew the importance of why I need to move and he had been inspecting the apartments and sending me back pictures. My landlord understood why I needed to break my lease and there was no problems. Tata or dad has suggested that maybe it's time I look into renting a condo in a gated community. He does have a point and he had been going out and inspecting them.

I think for Tata, helping me find a new place to live helps take some of the stress off of him. He lost my mother, brother, and sister to the bombings and nearly lost me to my former friends. I was headed off to a rehabilitation hospital next in a few days where I am going to spend the next few days.

After one of my physical therapy sessions with the sadist, Liz came in. "I found you the perfect pad. I know it's not in the Woodlands or Memorial but in the Galleria. It's gated and it's new construction. Look! I have the photos. I just toured the place before coming here."

I went through it all. "Can I apply online and since my father has my credit cards, I will need that for the fee."

My father saw where I wanted to live and liked it and he orchestrated the whole getting me to into the apartment. The movers came and my entire apartment was packed up and moved to the townhouse

Now with Ethan and his bitches there had been information on who to carry out attacks on every single military base in the state of Texas. The whole plot was foiled and now he is in a military prison, as is Noorah. My friends are in federal prison.

Dave came in my room and headed me a t-shirt and I looked at it "Gulf Crossfit". I know I am going g to have to build myself up to better than what was when I left the air force.

"Dave"

Liz saw the shirt and was snickering. She said she would help me train for this and I know Crossfit is a bitch. She gets to suffer right along with me.

"Pejic, you along with the others participating in this assignment need to undergo some intense physical training. This has to go beyond what you did in the air force to what I had to do even though it was Vietnam. The safety of our country is going to rely on you and what are you laughing at Ponder? I heard you say you would help her train for this and you will be joining her in the gym six days a week."

Gotta love Dave. "Now I just need to be done with the damn rehab hospital. I would love Harry Potter's time turners I can turn ahead my recovery and skip more sadistic physical therapists."

Everyone in the room got a laugh at my expense buthey, after all that has happened it will be worth it. It also helps people to feel better when I make some of my smart ass remarks.

Peace would not last long. Training for this assignment is just the calm before the storm. Ethan figured out how to kill the guards and escape. If he knows I am alive, he will come back and Finish the job. This time I will be ready for him. He should know better tan not to poke Dragons for you will be burned. Ethan, be prepared to be burned.