Maine apna window khol kar wahi par chail daal kar baith gaya thode time baad uske room ka light on huwa aur wo ek baar mujhe dekh kar chhip gayi main... bhi apne room ki light off kar di. Ab keval main use dekh sakta tha wo muje nahi dekhsakti thi… Kafider baad maine apna light on kiya to wo fir sarma gayi aur chhip gayi. Fir thode der baad wo window par aayi aur aese dekh rahi thi jise wo mujhse kuchh kehna chahti hai.( bachpan mein hum saath khele huye hai aur abhi wo ekdum mast maal ho gayi. I'll admit that one night I got a little violent in the Queens Arms and tried to hit Barry. I think the police were called; well, they turned up anyway. But they made no comment as I was kidnapped from the pub by my friends and manhandled around to Barry and Marie-Lise's house, where I was all but incarcerated until I came to my senses again.Well, even that isn't quite true. What brought me to my senses actually was the arrival of Sergeant Frank Stevens at their house. How he knew that I was. They arrived at the airport but were short on time. They got through security and got to the check in desk with only a few minutes to spare. A computer screen showed Tiffany and not Samantha. Tiffany checked in but still nothing appeared for Samantha. She went to the help desk and a screen appeared.“Help.” Samantha said calmly.“How can I help you?” Asked the screen.“Missing ticket information.”“Query: missing ticket information... passenger name?”“Samatha Smith.”Tiffany held her breath in. Blaine's chart from his free hand (the other was holding his rifle case), looked through it and commented, "Captain, you seem to have a knack for letting the men under your direct command become injured by your..."I interrupted, " ... What the hell are you talking about..."The doctor pointed to his rank and said, "Captain, do you see these birds on my shoulders? I am a doctor but I still outrank you and I sure as hell didn't give you permission to talk let alone interrupt me."I felt that I was.