‘You better tell your friend to calm down,’ whispered Tizianna. I looked back the front seat. Orla seemed happy enough in her own world, but Tiz w...sn’t just thinking about that. ‘There’s a cop car ahead of us.’ ***** We were still laughing about that after Tiz parked the Saab in the underground garage and we manhandled Orla’s luggage up to the spare bedroom in the apartment I shared with Jessica. Orla bounced on the bed, laughing, her eyes alight with mischief.’I made it!’ she sang. This visit. The Base had stopped all visitors from entering by car unless they had a military reason to be there. There had been several attempts to crash the main gate.The G5 was inbound from a paying flight to the Midwest. The pilot was going to make the quick flight to get us there. It would take longer to get in the pattern and land than the time to make the actual flight.Jenny was waiting at the military terminal building when we walked in. We had to go through a check point and ID check that took at. She stayed at the apartment while he visited his men at the field hospital, and when he returned he had a fresh, professional bandage on his arm."I am ordered to convalesce, Liebchen. No more fighting for a while, except with you."She ignored this. She was dressed by now and ready to go home, but he required a kiss before he let her leave. She gave him a sloppy, phony kiss, one from the movies, to let him know she was still her own person, and he laughed a clear and happy laugh that followed. I don’t want to be too late getting to the courthouse in case we’re missing something.”I smiled. The closer we got to taking this action, the more real it got. Gee’s serious and I’m going to be married to her and I’m almost giddy, which is completely counter to my manhood, at least ‘manhood’ as described by most of the males with whom I associated while growing up.Two hours later we’re holding hands outside the courthouse, in possession of a marriage license. I kissed her on the courthouse.