Soldier

5. Mission

POV Ant

"Ant mate, you're unusual quiet" Gary rested his hand on my shoulder and gave it a gentil squeeze. I tried to smile but failed attempting to be fine. My friend walked with me to the army plane which would take us to our place we would stay.

We sat down and made sure our security belts were sat in place. Gary wanted to ask me again but our warrant officer or also sergeant major called, made his way to us and stopped in the middle. Looking at everyone before beginning to speak.

"Okay listen soldiers! After we land you are going to settle down and you will head to our quarter. McPartlin and will get his troop together and we will tell you how you will operate on your next mission"

His gaze well on me but I didn't really noticed. My thoughts went back to Dec, crying and clinging onto me. "McPartlin! You with us?" His voice was stern and a bit of annoyance showed, as he narrowed his eyes at me. "Yes sir, sorry sir" I replied and tried to suppress my thoughts and feelings.

The whole flight was a mess. My thoughts wandered back to Dec and my family, my friends. I didn't want to disappoint them, to fail them.

"Ey Ant man snap out if it" Gary waved his hand in front of my face. "What's up with you? You can't act like this when we are on the field man" I knew he was right. I needed to get my shit together and stop wandering off with my thoughts. My hand wandered to the chain around my neck and pulled out our ring that was attached to it. I looked at it and smiled sadly, wondering if I would be able to hold him in my hands again.

"Ohh you miss him...I understand Ant but like every time you need to suppress this and concentrate on what's in front of you. We need our staff sergeant focused."

I nodded at my friends assuring words and put the chain back in my shirt. "Aye, you are right. Thanks pal" he smiled at me and with that I turned my head away from him and tried to sleep a little.

We landed after some hours and our sergeant major showed us our rooms. I was with three others of my unit, means Gary Barlow, Joe Swash and Ronan Keating. We all knew each other pretty well, we had on the fiel together and I was trusting them with all my heart. I placed my other clothing inside the closet and went to the men's bathroom.

I didn't really needed the loo i just needed some time alone to puzzle myself. No one was there, so I washed my face with cold water and looked at me in the mirror. I wasn't really at my best but I really needed to get myself together.

I made my way to the headquarter and before I could get in a blonde and tall woman caught my arm. "Ah McPartlin. I was searching for you" she smiled at me and showed me the way. "So how is Dec?" She began to ask, the heels of her shoes echoing in the empty hallway.

"He is alright Ali, just sad and concerned about me" Talking about Dec wasn't really helping, when I actually was supposed not to think about him. "Oh but I am sure he will be fine and if you want to talk, you know I am always there for you" I nodded at her and thought about the many times I went to Ali and searched for comfort. She haven't actually met Dec, but I guess I talked a lot about him.

"Here we are, the others are already inside" she smiled at me, before she turned around and made her way back the trough the hallways. I pushed open the door to meet my fellow mates. Some of them were sergeants or staff sergeant like me, others were higher ranked. One man in particular was caught my attention.

I would recognize his grayish hair and his larger body practically hung on a chair and his obnoxious eyes met mine. We glared at each other and everyone could feel the tension in the small room.

"Okay stop this now. We have bigger problems than you two." The general spoke and made everyone turn their head to him. I sat down next to someone I knew and gave him a little nod, which he returned.