I knew he wasn't terribly fond of Brittany's boyfriend."Ah, shit, you had to go and tell me that, didn't you? Well, at least it was our house, and the...e were a bunch of us around. That little fuck wasn't gonna try anything much with most of the football team there. I just wish Brit would get tired of his skinny ass soon. I'm tired of his smirks, but I can't kick his ass while she's still hanging on to it," he said."Maybe she just needs a little of the good lovin' from the Ray Machine," I said. "I put Sam to bed and sat and thought long and hard. There had to be away out, but I could not think of it. The following morning Sam seemedfragile but much better than the night before. I was proud of thestrength that Sam had, but there was no way that I would let her be indanger. I would do whatever it took to keep her safe.I told Sam, when she woke up, that her safety was more important thananything else in my life. I had decided that I would protect her. Shewas the most important thing in. Captain Tamusarit was on his way home shortly after that, and Tweed and I started on our written reports.Later that evening, Captain Tamusarit called in a 'No further incident' report. Broyles had relieved me for dinner, and Tweed and I had been busy typing out our reports until it was time to send our report to the B-Detachment. I knew that this would be interesting from what the Major had said earlier. At 2200 hrs, I sent out our call to the B-Detachment."Desk Jockey, Desk Jockey, this is Old. He felt himself starting to doze again; waited in earnest for the next dream—and soon it came to him.There was a young man next to him who Hal did not know. The young man had a pleasant smile, but was silent. Hal sensed that he was a friend; he wanted to know more about him. He was dressed in white, reminding Hal of Javier as he came to help him each morning. Hal thought he felt a little light-headed, but then realized that it was the restfulness that was so intoxicating. He almost felt like he.