"Jesus Christ, since when do they call out two SAS special ops squads to grab one guy off an airplane, couldn't they have sent the bloody boy scouts?"...Lt. Patrick snorted as the two teams sat in the Blackhawk on the way to Heathrow.It rubbed them all the wrong way; operations like this were seen as a huge waste of time and personnel by those involved.Most had seen heavy combat, all had years of training, provided by her majesty's government, to go out and be the mailed fist of the empire.To be. The second was that she missed her period.She noticed it one day while the kids were at school and she was looking at the calendar, looking to see what day of the week Megan's birthday would be on. Valerie had always marked out her periods on the calendar with a small letter 'p' so she could plan around PMS issues and the discomfort of being in flow. As she ran her finger across the blocks on the calendar she noticed one of her marks and realized it was only three weeks away from today's date.. "She snorted, "Come on, Ken! You know nothing gets past the grapevine." Yeah, well, we were seeing each other for a little while but it was never serious. She found someone she liked better and that ended that." So, are you seeing anybody else now?" No, not really. I've had a few dates but they were just that, dates. Why the interest in my personal life?" Oh, nothing. I was just curious." Come on, Denise," I pushed. "I know you and I can tell when you have an agenda. What are you getting at?". It was driving me nuts. To make matters worse I noticed the guy's number was a campus number so their would be no problem meeting with him if I called. The urge grew and grew til I couldn't contain it anymore. I called the number.It rang and he picked up. "Hi I'm the guy from the bathroom. I want to get together and do that thing you were talking about." And what was that?" You know. The walls are thin around here I don't want people to hear me say that word." But I thought you wanted a manly.