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Authors: Cassandra Cole
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after all graduation was coming up.
Kaylee was about to turn to the computer monitor when she heard her phone ping. It was the ping of a message on her social media account.
She read the message and her heart skipped a couple of beats. She tried hard to control the well of emotion that sprung from her, but she couldn’t help it. A single typed message from one of her online friends had sent her world spinning. This would probably result in more trouble with Dr. O’Bannon but Kaylee couldn’t help but feel like a little girl with a schoolyard crush again.
Cole had that kind of effect on her. It was Cole who messaged her.
“My tour’s done. I’m coming home.”
Kaylee smiled to herself. She had heard rumors of this a few weeks back, and kept checking and checking for a message from him for verification. He was rarely online, so it wasn’t usual to see an actual message from him.
‘Just in time for graduation.’ she thought.
Chapter Two
“Fire in the Hole!”
There was the tense pitter-patter of machine gun fire all over but Cole could still hear Jimmy’s desperate cry. He didn’t even question it and instinctively jumped out of the way.
Cole had seen the grenade as it was tossed their way even before Jimmy had screamed out the warning. Cole managed to jump out of their foxhole. He felt sand, pebbles, and dust hit his face as he dove away. After a few very long seconds, he heard the sound of the explosion as the grenade went off.
“Shit! Jimmy! Storm! Turner! Wildman!” Cole cried out.
Cole rattled off names of his fellow SEAL Team 7. Adrenaline was pumping through his veins and a host of feelings were running through him. Fear, tension, worry, anger, confusion, they were just the ones on the top of his list.
“Jenkins! I’m hit!”
Cole turned around to where he heard the voice. It was Jimmy. He was coughing up blood and he looked horrific. Blood was pouring from his chest, there were pieces of shrapnel lodged all over his body and his face was contorted in pain and agony. The other members of Cole’s squad were all hiding under whatever cover they could find. The Taliban had them cornered, they were sitting ducks.
“Medic! Medic! Damn it, Jimmy is hit!” Cole yelled.
After seconds that seemed like a lifetime, the medic scrambled over to where they were. The bullets were still flying everywhere but he made it. Cole could only watch as the medic tried to stop the bleeding but there was just too much blood loss. Jimmy was in bad shape, and he would bleed to death if they stayed where they were.
Cole cursed under his breath. He could not bear to see his SEAL brother quickly approaching death. There had to be something he could do, he didn’t allow any option other than a successful mission, ever . That’s why he was Team leader. He could think, fight and finagle himself out of any situation, and had been given the nick-name ‘Sly’ to show for it. He moved like a wolf, steady, stealth, and often made great fun of sneaking up on his brother SEALs.
“Bastards!”
Cole whirled around. It was Wildman. They had always joked about Wildman and how his name fit his personality to a “T.” He was a loose cannon. Someone who took too many unnecessary risks and acted out of raw emotion. But somehow, Wildman always managed to survive the skirmishes. Cole was similar in his fearlessness, yet much more calculated in each move. Today, however, Wildman would pay the price for his recklessness and his lack of patience, something that had been both a blessing and a curse for him.
“Wildman! Get down!” Cole demanded.
But it was too late. Wildman had panicked in their predicament, and forfeited his position to the terrorist, who had just claimed responsibility for an ill-fated flight from Los Angeles to the U.K. He felt trapped and cornered like a rabid animal. He wanted to desperately bite back. Wildman rose up without a plan and rattled off machine gun fire in all directions,
Kaylee was about to turn to the computer monitor when she heard her phone ping. It was the ping of a message on her social media account.
She read the message and her heart skipped a couple of beats. She tried hard to control the well of emotion that sprung from her, but she couldn’t help it. A single typed message from one of her online friends had sent her world spinning. This would probably result in more trouble with Dr. O’Bannon but Kaylee couldn’t help but feel like a little girl with a schoolyard crush again.
Cole had that kind of effect on her. It was Cole who messaged her.
“My tour’s done. I’m coming home.”
Kaylee smiled to herself. She had heard rumors of this a few weeks back, and kept checking and checking for a message from him for verification. He was rarely online, so it wasn’t usual to see an actual message from him.
‘Just in time for graduation.’ she thought.
Chapter Two
“Fire in the Hole!”
There was the tense pitter-patter of machine gun fire all over but Cole could still hear Jimmy’s desperate cry. He didn’t even question it and instinctively jumped out of the way.
Cole had seen the grenade as it was tossed their way even before Jimmy had screamed out the warning. Cole managed to jump out of their foxhole. He felt sand, pebbles, and dust hit his face as he dove away. After a few very long seconds, he heard the sound of the explosion as the grenade went off.
“Shit! Jimmy! Storm! Turner! Wildman!” Cole cried out.
Cole rattled off names of his fellow SEAL Team 7. Adrenaline was pumping through his veins and a host of feelings were running through him. Fear, tension, worry, anger, confusion, they were just the ones on the top of his list.
“Jenkins! I’m hit!”
Cole turned around to where he heard the voice. It was Jimmy. He was coughing up blood and he looked horrific. Blood was pouring from his chest, there were pieces of shrapnel lodged all over his body and his face was contorted in pain and agony. The other members of Cole’s squad were all hiding under whatever cover they could find. The Taliban had them cornered, they were sitting ducks.
“Medic! Medic! Damn it, Jimmy is hit!” Cole yelled.
After seconds that seemed like a lifetime, the medic scrambled over to where they were. The bullets were still flying everywhere but he made it. Cole could only watch as the medic tried to stop the bleeding but there was just too much blood loss. Jimmy was in bad shape, and he would bleed to death if they stayed where they were.
Cole cursed under his breath. He could not bear to see his SEAL brother quickly approaching death. There had to be something he could do, he didn’t allow any option other than a successful mission, ever . That’s why he was Team leader. He could think, fight and finagle himself out of any situation, and had been given the nick-name ‘Sly’ to show for it. He moved like a wolf, steady, stealth, and often made great fun of sneaking up on his brother SEALs.
“Bastards!”
Cole whirled around. It was Wildman. They had always joked about Wildman and how his name fit his personality to a “T.” He was a loose cannon. Someone who took too many unnecessary risks and acted out of raw emotion. But somehow, Wildman always managed to survive the skirmishes. Cole was similar in his fearlessness, yet much more calculated in each move. Today, however, Wildman would pay the price for his recklessness and his lack of patience, something that had been both a blessing and a curse for him.
“Wildman! Get down!” Cole demanded.
But it was too late. Wildman had panicked in their predicament, and forfeited his position to the terrorist, who had just claimed responsibility for an ill-fated flight from Los Angeles to the U.K. He felt trapped and cornered like a rabid animal. He wanted to desperately bite back. Wildman rose up without a plan and rattled off machine gun fire in all directions,
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