Call of Duty

6

CHRIS' POV

At exactly 1800 hours im in front of the trainees bunk, I asked Sergeant Smith to tell Jane that im waiting. After 5minutes she emerged.

"done checking me out, Captain Grey?" she asked while raising her brow in a perfect arc.

Caught in the act. "not yet" I replied.

"what's the plan?" she asked as she takes the shotgun seat.

"we'll mom called asked me to tell you that on Monday someone will be here to take your measurements for your wedding gown then after a week your parents and Mine will be flying here to be with us or should I say check on us?" I answered

"so any plans?"

"well to start with, I had a word with the superintendent and as expected rules are rule, we can no longer stay in the base so that only leaves us one option and that is to rent a house outside the camp. Since you're soon to be Mrs. Grey, you will be subject for interrogation because even if we're both in the military as what you've said we do not salute the same flag. I know you know all of these protocols and can definitely handle it but I would still like to let you know that I'll be with you every step of the way." I stare into her eyes as I tell her everything specially the last sentence but she didn't respond at all she's just staring at me as if reading my mind.

I may have just met her but the urge to protect and hold her has been painfully uncontrollable but there's no way in hell I'll tell her that; finally after maybe a minute she spoke.

"I don't mind sharing a house with you but I want my own room and please I don't want to make scene don't let the stylist to go the camp." She mumbled with puppy eyes.

Oh I think my heart stopped beating for a few seconds - puppy eyes, really?

"as for the house, okay and for the stylist, yeah I'll just tell mom we'll just go the stylist's shop instead, how's that sounds?"

"Great!" she said cheerfully. I would love to see this side of her every day.

As we ate, we decided to look for a house on Saturday afternoon since during Saturdays classes are up until 1200 hours only then

"CJ? Is that you?" a man - troll - about 5'10ft in height black hair and obviously works out stopped beside our table and asked

"Paolo?" Jane answered his question with a question

"none other than, darling." The troll replied. Darling ha? Then she hugged the troll this time I placed my hands on my lap under the table and clenching it. Its taking everything in me not to punch this troll

"oh I missed you Pao. How have you been?" she asked

"I am great darling. How's Paul?" troll asked. Wait? Who's Paul? Im positive that I don't know this troll so he's not referring to me so who that hell is that?

"Oh he's back home, got promoted." She told him. That's it, ive had enough of this.

"aren't you going to introduce me?" I asked Jane

"Sorry, Ah Paolo this is Chris my fiancé and Chris this is Paolo my friend." She introduced us. Well she's forgiven hah take that I AM THE FIANCE

"I really thought you'll end up marrying Paul but yeah I really guess nobody left the friend zone. I'll see you when you get back home then." Troll said

"ahahahaha funny. Paul's the brother I never had so as the rest of my team. Wait, when are you flying back home?"

"tomorrow, Im just here for a vacation. Take care, CJ. Bye." At last we're alone again.

"I'm curious -" I was cut off

"DON'T" she said yet i still continued

"well, your parents are over protective of you how did it happen that they allowed you do missions?"

"simply because they don't know what kind of missions were those and what exactly I was doing in those missions. I know they have their suspicions and their mistake is to ask my commanding officer about it even if they're friends and he's my godfather answering their questions truthfully is against protocol - those missions were classified." She replied then asked "you've done tours, right? How many before they started meddling with your career?"

"2 tours and then I was constantly pulled out of the field and was forced to be an instructor."

"why?"

"what do you mean why babe?" she was busy admiring the view outside but abruptly turned head towards me upon hearing the endearment I've used then raised her brow - cute

But she chose not to say anything about it instead answered my question with "why did you enlist? Why attend a military school? Out of all the profession, why the military?"

"you're seriously asking me that when you are also an MIU?"

"well because I know we have different reasons why we choose to be one. I chose this path initially because I simply don't like to socialize - I mean talk with those stuck up rich people and put up with women who's done nothing but shop, put colors in their faces, and who knows what else they do and the need to prove myself that im capable of accomplishing things on my own." She said in a soft and low voice but sadness lacing her voice.

Tell me something I don't know, if you think rich kids aren't experiencing bullying you are mistaken. People will constantly tell you that if not for your parents' money you're nothing. Well the 2 of us are a living proof that we can make something out of ourselves.

"we almost have the same reason apart from the socializing part. Mine is I don't think I belong in the business world. I find it boring. I won't last the whole day wearing suit and stuck behind a desk that's just not me." I told her.

I've learned new things about her like she's allergic to peanuts and we also have many things in common; we love to eat, love adventure, etc.