HIM

Gone..

                     Two years later..
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I was standing on the balcony drinking my morning coffee as I did every single day looking out at the vast ocean and waiting for the mail to arrive.

I wonder where he is this week. I thought as I Took another drink of my coffee.

I shut my eyes zoning out sounds of the ocean waves hitting the beach and seagulls speaking to one another.

Just as I got into a deep meditation like trance, there was a knock at the door.

I walked over to the bed grabbing my robe and slipping into it.

I opened up the door to see two men in black suits wearing dark sunglasses.

"Good morning Miss" they said with no facial expression.

"Morning"

"let's just cut to the chase..you know why were here right.."The man to the left asked.

"I have an idea..yes"

The man to the right handed me a package. Across the Front there was a big stamp that said [P.O.C]

"What does this stamp stand for" I asked.

"It stands for Property Of Control " they both said.

I look down at the package pretty much a Noreen with the two agents were saying, I think they said something about a pelican crash or something, but I wasn't too sure, I was too focused on getting inside and reading was in the package.

"Thanks..have a good day" I said slamming the door in the face.

I walked over to the balcony again leaning on the rails and looking down at the package. After a couple of minutes I decided to open it.

There was two pieces of paper and a ring in it.

I looked at the ring for a few seconds, then I realized that this had been the ring that I gave him when we met.

He never took it off, I looked at it closer to see that it had a blood splatter on it.

Seeing that blood made me shed a tear.

I wiped it away and opened the letter.

~dear Hannah~
   Grant to inform you that I will once beloved locus. AKA-John. Has sadly perished in the line of duty.

I mediately stopped reading and put the litter down.

I tried to brief, but I couldn't, The loss John was too much for me to bear.

I couldn't hold it in the tears came flowing down my cheeks as I ran inside and put my face in the pillow.

"NO..JOHN" I yelled still sobbing.

A couple of minutes later I would do in my tears and picked up the other slip of paper in the package.

*dear Hannah*
   We understand your loss must be very very painful for you.

But we have a job offer, when Lucas first came to the base, he had to fill out paperwork, One of the questions asked if he would fall in Battle..Who he would want to take over his position..he explained how you were the only one good enough to fill in for him.

So..what will you tears darling..and suit up for the fight of a lifetime.

.p.s. You will find a private plane ticket stapled to the back of this paper. Your head to the local airport and board the pelican that will be waiting for you.

          ~your  friends~
                        *control*

"You've got to be fucking kidding me"