Occasionally, it was almost as if he could see an iron lock around the book, the word ‘Private’ stamped across the cover in letters of purple, lik... an old bruise that made him physically wince when he looked at her. He often wished, during these times, that he could simply lay open his heart and let her take what she needed until she would let him back in. Over the course of years, as he kept falling in love with her, the richness of her text nourished his heart until it often times swelled to. Command guy had approached during the blood drawing, and Caleb hadn't even noticed. It startled Caleb, because his situational awareness should have warned him of Command guy's approach."Well?" Command guy barked, looking down at the small figure that drew the blood."He is human, sir," a female voice said.Caleb was shocked at the sound of a female voice. He had just placed the small figure in a slot in his mind called Doctor guy. He mentally fumbled with the adjustment. He wondered why his mind. “Wish I could put like that. I just don’t seem to have the feel for it.” Well, from what I’ve seen so far,” Gerrard told Charlie after she had sunk her own ball, “your long game and putting are ok. It’s the approach game that needs some work.” They played the second and third in a nicely relaxed manner. There was no-one else on the course although they could occasionally here sounds coming from its bigger neighbour. Gerrard offered advice where he felt it was needed. As he had said, her. Besides they're almost done. You might want to get to sleep since O-four-hundred comes early tomorrow."I glare at Jens and complain, "Don't tell me we're all falling out for PT?"She grins and replies, "Okay, I won't tell you."I rethink my previous joy at having Jens back - crap, I might have liked the old slightly crazy Jens a little bit better. But I reply, "Okay I'm hitting the sack."Present – Ira and Mira – At the cabinI traverse the floor and complain, "I can not believe what that annoying.