ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES
Chapter 134 – Rank Has It's Privileges
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PRIMARY CHARACTERS:
Adam Mann: Four Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Adrian Johnson: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Aiden McIntyre-Worthington: Son of Liam McIntyre and Adopted son of Luke Worthington
Alex Meat-Goodman: Adopted Son of Doug Meat and Steven Goodman
Alexander Federova: Highly valued Russian Scientist rescued by Special Forces
Alexander Malinois: Master Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog
Alexi Federova: Son of Alexander and Petrova Federova
Andrew & Jeremy Allen: Adopted sons of Mason Allen and Jason Vance
Anthony Caruso: Four Star General, U.S. Army (Base Commander of Fort Connor)
Ariel "Ari" Rebel: General, Israel Defense Force (Mossad Kidon)
Ariel Rebel Jr. aka JR: Son of Jacob Leib
Beauty Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog
Billy Bob Vance: Staff Sergeant, Ret., U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog Handler
Bob Jones: Four Star General, U.S. Army (Base Commander Fort Connor)
Caleb Afolabi: Major General (2 Star), U.S. Army – Fort Connor Adjutant
Carlos Martinez: Adolescent son of Juan Martinez and Roger DeSoto
Connor Best-Mann: Adopted son of Randy Best and Adam Mann
Connor McLain: Six Star General of the Armies – Administration Alpha Zulu 69
Connor Williams: Staff Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Deceased lover of Doug Meat)
Dale Gordon Longdick Allman: Adopted Son of Matt Longdick and Jason Allman
Danny Henry: Four Star Brigadier U.S. Army (Base Commander Fort Connor)
Date Masamune: Five Star General of the Army, U.S. Army – Protector of David Winter-Jansson
David & Donald Worthington: Adopted sons of T&T Worthington
David Leib: Five Star General, Israeli Defense Force – Adopted son of Ari Rebel
David Winter-Jansson: Son of Oliver Winter and Viktor Janson
Dillion Dwight: General (4 star), U.S. Army – Medical Director of Fort Connor
Doug Meat: Six Star General of the Armies U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Duke Stone III: Five Star General of the Army U.S. Army – Protector of Dale Gordon Longdick-Allman
Dwight Jones: Partner of Dale Gordon Strong
Frazer Sullivan: One Star Brigadier General, U.S. Army (Human Resources for Fort Connor Alpha Zulu 69)
George Battenberg: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States
Gerald Isaac: Captain, U.S. Army – Security for Tommy Longdick-Allman
Gloria Worthington: aka "Mama Bear" Board Chair of Worthington Industries (a major multi-national defense contractor)
Hachiman Kanmu, Colonel, U.S. Army – Protector of Hikaru Jansson-Winter Masamune Yasumori
Hank Henry-Jones: Adopted Son of Bob Jones & Danny Henry
Harold Manfred, Captain: U.S. Army – Protector of David Winter-Jansson
Hayao Kinugasa, Major, Ret.: U.S. Army (Aide to General Meat and General Goodman)
Hikaru Jansson-Winter Masamune Yasumori: Son of Hito Janson-Winter Masamune and Jimmy Yasumori
Hito Jansson-Winter: Son of David Jansson-Winter and Date Masamune
Ivan Morovoza: Colonel – U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of Alexi Federova)
Jacob Leib: Adopted Son of Arie Rebel
Jacob, David & Uri Leib: Wards of Luke & John Worthington (Israeli Nationals)
James "Jimmy" Yasumori: Five Star General of the Army, U.S. Army – Partner of Hito Jansson-Winter
Jamie Bob Vance: Love of Aiden McIntyre
Jamison Miller: One Star Brigadier General, U.S. Army (Human Resources for Worthington Executive Security)
Jason Allman: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Jason Bob Vance: (Brother of Billy Bob Vance and partner of Mason Allen)
Jax Arthur King: Colonel, U.S. Army - Security for Shawn Longdick-Allman
John Allen Masters: Colonel – U.S. Army – Adopted son of General Allen Masters
John Allen Masters: Colonel, U.S. Army – Protector for the sons of Jimmy & Hito
John Masters: Four Star General & Base Commander Fort Connor, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
John Worthington: COO R&D of Worthington Industries
Juan Martinez: 5 Star General of the Army, U.S. Army – Security for Mario Garcia
Juan Martinez: Colonel, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of Shawn Stone)
Juaquin "Jay" de Vázquez: Son of Manual de Vázquez
Lars Alison: Major General (2 Star), U.S. Army – Deputy Base Command, Fort Connor
Liam McIntyre: CFO Worthington Industries & Partner of Luke Worthington
Logan Worthington: Biological Son of Luke Worthington
Lucas Daniel Fairbairn: Captain, U.S. Army – Protector of Michael "Allen" Roberts
Luke Worthington: CEO of Worthington Industries
Magnus Savage: Colonel, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 Medical Trauma Surgeon
Manuel de Vázquez: Physicist/Engineer - Worthington Industries
Mario "Mani" Garcia: Son of the President of Mexico (Adopted son of Juan Martinez and Roger DeSoto)
Mark Roberts: Captain, U.S. Army – Security for Bobby Longdick-Allman
Mason Allen: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Matsukaze Kumorigachi, Commanding General – Alpha Zulu Program in Japan
Matt Longdick Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Maximillian (Max) Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog
Michael "Allen" Roberts: Adopted Son of Matt Longdick and Jason Allman
Napoleon Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog
Noah Meat-Goodman: Adopted Son of Doug Meat and Steven Goodman
Oliver Winter: Six Star General, U.S. Army – Adjutant for Generals LongDick and Allman
Petrova Federova: Wife of Alexander Federova
Randall Masters:
Six
Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Randall Savage: Colonel, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of Steven Stone)
Randy & Robert Masamune: Adopted sons of Hito Masamune and Jimmy Yasumori
Randy Adam "RA" Worthington: Adopted son of Connor Best-Mann & John Worthington
Randy Best: Four Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Randy Johnson: Captain, U.S. Army – Security for Shawn LongDick-Allman
Ricardo Allen Jackson: Colonel – U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of John Allen Masters)
Robert Allen Gregory, Four Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Robert Manning, Captain: U.S. Army (Aide to General Meat and General Goodman)
Robert Masters: Major General, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu Security
Rod Jackson: Lieutenant General (3 Star), U.S. Army – Base Commander of Fort Connor
Rod LittleFeather: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog Handler
Roger DeSoto: 5 Star General of the Army, U.S. Army – Security for Mario Garcia
Roi Friedman: Colonel – U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of "Tod" and "PJ"
Steven & Shawn Stone: Adopted sons of Dale Gordon Stone
Steven Douglas Worthington: (aka S.D.) (Adopted sons of Robert Allen Gregory and R.A. Worthington)
Steven Goodman: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Steven Robertson-Battenberg: Adopted son of William Robertson and George Battenberg
Sven Bjorn: Six Star General of the Armies – Tactical Alpha Zulu 69
Taylor and Tyler Worthington: (aka T&T) (Adopted sons of Logan Worthington and Alex Meat-Goodman)
Uri Leib: Biological son of Ari Rebel
Viktor Jannson: Six Star General, U.S. Army – Adjutant for Generals LongDick and Allman
Wilhelm "Willy" Rogers: Colonel, U.S. Army – Protector of Larry Winter-Jannson
William Robertson: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States
Yuuto Meat-Goodman Kinugasa: Adopted Son of Noah Meat-Goodman and Hayao Kinugasa
"Angus" (Name Classified): (Son of a domestic terrorist in protective custody at Fort Connor)
"Biff" Jones (Name Classified): (Son of POTUS and guest in residence at Fort Connor)
"George" (Name Classified): (Senior head of the Worthington Brain Trust and Top Scientist in residence)
"Tod" (Name Classified): (Teenage son of George and protectee of Alpha Zulu)
"PJ" (Name Classified): (Teenage son of POTUS and protectee of Alpha Zulu)
Doc, medics and a mass of Alpha Zulu soldiers were packed into our quarters. Colonel Jackson locked Allen in his bedroom and told him he'd be with him as soon as possible. (No imp should see a dying father and the macabre procedures done by the medical staff to save his life.
Once they got a large bore IV line in General Masters they started pushing fluids to help combat the shock, intubated him to assist his breathing and he was loaded and transported to Medical for Emergency Surgery. Doc turned to Colonel Jackson and our Commanding Generals commenting "I don't know if I'm good enough to save his life!"
Asking the 1st Sergeant to find anyone on base with AB- or O- blood and get them to Medical YESTERDAY! If General Masters was to survive Doc would be needing all the blood he could lay his hands on.
The Commanding Generals were immediately on their com to SecDef requesting all the AB- blood that could be had. Within the hour a plane loaded with AB- blood arrived. Doc breathed easier but we still weren't "out of the woods"!
After getting General Masters stabilized, he was rushed to surgery. Doc was still questioning his ability but little did he know he had a Guardian Angel by the name of Roger assisting him with this most delicate operation.
The bullet that struck General Masters chest lodged in his heart muscle. The only thing keeping the General from bleeding to death is that the bullet is lodged securely keeping the blood from pouring out of his heart. A more complex operation Doc had never performed. Normally, with this type of injury the patient is pronounced dead at the scene.
The minute Colonel Jackson opened the secure bedroom door Allen was gripping his body in a death grip. "My father is going to die because of me... I can't lose another father!" And, then the words of the Pope flashed through his mind: "God will give you the strength to meet any challenge!"
Asking the Colonel to take him to the Chapel, Colonel Jackson advised it would only be done with an abundance of men providing security. Colonel Jackson requested a dozen armed men from the 1st Sergeant to escort him and John to the Chapel. Every soldier at Fort Connor volunteered once they received the request.
John knelt at the alter in humble prayer for over 10 hours as his father was in surgery. His protector let him meditate as it brought John the peace that otherwise it would be necessary to sedate him. Finally, an exhaustive Doc walked out of surgery and collapsed at his desk. The "grapevine" was blazing that General Masters had survived the surgery.
John wrapped his arms around his protector and cried without shame. The Commanding General met the pair on the way to their billet and commented it would take at least 24 hours for the HazMat team to clean up the mess. Please use one of our guest room till your billet is again ready for occupancy. Thanking the Generals both John and Ricardo were asleep the minute their head hit the pillow.
T&T were in major "ass kicking" mode with their brain trust. They both demanded to know how this could happen and they wanted to know YESTERDAY! The answer was so obvious. The Commanding Generals billet had been upgraded and reinforced to a high security blast proof security when locked down. The Base Commanders billet still retained normal security as when it had been constructed. We now know how the intruder could gain access but we still had to determine why anyone would risk their life in this endeavor.
Worthington Intelligence was given the dictum: "Find out why, YESTERDAY! POTUS assured T&T every federal agency would cooperate in the endeavor or answer to him. Yes, POTUS was still feeling guilty over the death of John's biological father and T&T would use any advantage they could receive to solve this problem.
The intruders fingerprint and DNA showed he was an international hit man of some greatness. He was known never to take a contract for less than $1,000,000.00 US. This made the puzzle even more of a mystery. Why would John warrant a contract on his life with such a high price tag.
Worthington Intelligence had done a background search on the father killed in combat and as John had no other living relative they proceeded no further. BIG MISTAKE!
In reviewing the mother who had died in childbirth the evidence pointed to one blatant item: "John was richer than he could ever imagine!" His biological grandfather is a rich Arab leader with strong connections to the United States. He is dying and he wanted his grandson to inherit his empire. There is an open contract of $50,000,000.00 US for anyone who could bring his grandson to him. It is obvious there would be more attempts to abduct this precious imp.
As Colonel Ivan and a security detail stood guard over the learning lab, Colonel Jackson asked the range master for a second handgun and another shoulder holster. His secure briefcase contained the maximum amount of ammo clips it could contain. He planned on being well armed if he had to face a shoot out during another attempt on John's life.
Doc didn't share much positive news at the morning staff meeting. Our precious imp doesn't need to know his father's heart stopped three times after surgery. General Masters is still in critical condition and frankly I don't know if I can pull this rabbit out of my hat.
The Generals immediately video conference with POTUS asking for the best cardiologist available and have him/her immediately transported to Fort Connor. CONSIDER IT DONE!
Within hours a very irate surgeon walked down the ramp of a supersonic jet fighter bitterly complaining about the way he had been treated. Security simply commented to quit his complaining, we have a General you need to help survive. You can bitch at us all you want after you save his life! (So much for diplomacy!)
Entering Doc's office, Doc expressed his gratitude for the specialists quick arrival. "Two armed federal marshals forced me into their car, on a jet and here I am... what in the hell is going on?"
Within security concerns Doc attempted to explain the problem and was asking for help in saving this mans life. He was shot attempting to stop an abduction of his son. He deserves the best chance to live and if you want to blame someone for your treatment... BLAME ME!
After evaluating General Masters, our specialist adjusted his medication and removed a large quantity of blood that had collected around his heart. "If the internal bleeding doesn't stop within 24 hours we'll need to "crack his chest" again and find out what is leaking and fix it.
At their evening meal the doctor conversed freely with our Commanding Generals. We suggest you meet with General Masters son and see why we are so committed to saving both of their lives. Feel free to tour our base. Fort Connor is a secure military base and we will provide a security detail for you. Any person found to be walking alone is to be consider hostile and shot on sight. The security detail is to protect you not to curtail you from going any place on base.
After meeting John and touring Fort Connor our "guest" actually became amenable. Offering him the comfort of our suite of rooms he politely commented he preferred the bed next to his patient till he was out of the woods.
T&T and the Worthington Brain Trust found the answer as to how the intruder breached the security of Fort Connor. He did a "HALO" drop landing in the middle of the soccer field which we don't have equipped with sensors (for obvious reasons). He was just one lucky intruder not to trip any sensor from the soccer field to the imps billet. When we find a solution to electrical storm artifact on radar it will be a billion dollar program for whoever solves that problem.
Now that we know the "problem" we will try to formulate a solution. Encouraging T&T to do it expediently we would need to re-implement roving security after we lock the base down for the night.
Every minute of free time John had he was in the chapel praying for his father. And, YES, Roger was listening and was with General Masters on his road to recovery. Colonel Jackson knew this was the first major challenge in John's life but it definitely wouldn't be the last.
As our specialist entered the Chapel he asked John if he could join him in prayer. "Your father is stable and I do believe we have all the major complications behind us. He should make a complete recovery." John immediately wrapped his arms around this stranger and smothered him with hugs and kisses expressing his gratitude for saving the life of his father.
Asking when he could see his dad,
he was told his father was in an induced coma allowing him to rest as his body
heals. As soon as he is conscious and alert enough to know you are in the room
we'll make it happen. "When you are praying, please thank God for giving me
the ability and skills to save your father's life".
Spring break arrived and our imps were more than happy that school and homework wouldn't be on their agenda for a few weeks. Colonel Morovoza and Colonel Jackson along with Alexi and John vacationed at Camp Phoenix. General Masters told John he was vacationing at Camp Phoenix or he would have security put him in cuffs, confinement and on bread and water! (Talk about tough love!)
T&T put the upgrade to the base Generals quarters into full 16 hour days upgrading their entrance to blast door standards with redundant access needed to enter once it was locked own. Anyone, even those authorized, would need a key code, an iris scan and a DNA profile to gain entrance. The bedroom doors were upgrade to a similar status and heir electronic gun safes enlarged. The bedroom in the base Generals residence could double as panic rooms if necessary.
T&T arrived one evening and after enjoying their evening meal he advised the Colonels he needed to talk with them. Adjourning to his office, he was candid about John's grandfather. Do we have the right to keep such information from John? He is old enough and mature enough to make this decision. POTUS and the Generals say it is your call. T&T needed to know their feelings.
Colonel Jackson fought back the fear of losing his imp. He had no right to deny John his heritage. Whether or not John wanted to be part of his grandfathers life had to be his decision. T&T now had the green light to share with John the information regarding his mother and grandfather.
T&T asked Alexi and John to join the group. Alexi sat on Colonel Ivan's lap and John had a death grip on Colonel Jackson. T&T turned to John and said we now know why the attempt for your abduction was made. "YOU ARE ONE SUPER RICH KID!"
Explaining the vast oil wealth held by your mother's father, your grandfather, he wants you to now be part of his family and to leave all his wealth to you when he dies. He is a major "friend" to the United States, so we have to proceed with caution.
T&T assured John no one would ever force him to do anything. But, we felt you had to right to know and so you now know.
John only turned to Colonel Jackson and asked him to "Please take me to bed!"
Colonel Jackson held his precious imp all night and John was a constant shadow to the Colonel for the balance of Spring break from school.
Arriving at Fort Connor after being
processed by security John raced to Medical and into
Doc's office. Asking if he could finally see his father, Doc would allow a 15
minute visit provided John wouldn't upset him.
John agreed reluctantly but it was Doc's Domain and everyone on base knew DOC RULES!
POTUS offered our six star Generals an option when he heard of the problem and was advised of how it could affect our relations with countries in the middle east. POTUS proposed a formal visit to the Saudi King and he would make certain our Ambassador invited John's grandfather to the reception which would be given.
John looked super sharp in his good suit and the Generals only added to his prestige as they pinned their six star emblem on his chest. An Alpha Zulu battle ribbon graced his lapel and his Colonel Protector was never more than a foot away from him at any time.
John was a born politician and when being introduced to his Grandfather he invited him to lunch at the embassy to hopefully stop any further risk to the men of Alpha Zulu. His grandfather graciously accepted the invitation and the Embassy staff when into high gear for this important event.
The Ambassador had been trying to make contact and open a dialogue with the Sheik since he was assigned to Saudi Arabia. This was a chance he never imagined possible and done by a teenage boy. He'll take the help however he can get it.
The Ambassador served the finest delicacies which the Sheik would enjoyed and being a true politician John was served Hamburgers medium rare. Even the Sheik asked if he could try one. John smiled as he shared the platter of "burgers" with his grandfather.
After the formal dinner, John and his grandfather sat comfortably in a secure area of the Embassy and talk freely about their lives and their future. John apologized for any implied insult to his Grandfather but until a week ago I didn't even know you existed. Abducting me at gunpoint was not a great way to start our relationship. Can we start over and be friends first! (Yes, John was becoming the ultimate politician!)
POTUS was doing handcarts down the halls of the White House when he heard of the success of John meeting his Grandfather. John told his grandfather he needed to return to the United States and still had a few years of school to complete his education. John promised to visit often so long as his Protector could be included in the visits. We all wondered how the Sheik would react when John proposed to his protector and married him.
After John returned to Fort Connor and his father was strong enough so they could have a long and intimate talk. His father only commented he learned he had a super rich son that could support me in my senior years. John only smiled commenting money would never stop him from loving the man who will always be called my father.
Hoping any future attempts on his life were now negated we soon learned that relatives wanting to inherit the Sheik's wealth had place an open contract to have John killed. This was no longer a risk for abduction this was a lethal risk to the life of a precious imp.
We all hoped John was safe and secure at Fort Connor and POTUS advised the Generals that if rival relatives took control of the Sheik's asset there would be instability in the middle east and the chance of another Arab/Jewish war. John was the key to stability in the middle east. A heavy load on any adult and a tremendous amount of pressure on a young imp.
It was six months before General Masters returned to his home but he still wouldn't be 100% for a long while. One of the first items on the General's agenda was to promote his adjutant to a full bird Colonel recognizing him for the fine work he had done in the absence of the General. Everyone at Fort Connor only praised this great man who was worthy of such promotion.
Holding John's hands he looked his son square in the eyes and told him "Whatever you do, whatever decisions you make do what is right for you and your life. You will always have my love and support."
John had one year of school left at Fort Connor and unknown to everyone applied for admission at Harvard. Everyone was surprised when Harvard accepted John stating all his fees for the five year program had been paid by an anonymous donor. John guessed he would need to thank his Grandfather the next time they talked. POTUS quietly informed the Chancellor at Harvard John would be living at the Castle and no it wasn't negotiable.
In his five years at Harvard John managed to receive a Master degree in business combined with a Master degree in International studies. He then completed all the class requirements for admittance into their law program and graduated with a PhD in International Law.
John felt secure at the Castle and was always thanking the men for protecting him and just being a friend. When he returned to Fort Connor during his last break from Harvard he asked to have a private discussion with his father. Saying he had intense feelings for his Protector and he wanted to ask him to be his partner in life. He has protected me so many times from harm and I have loved him since the first time I saw his magnificent body. (His brain isn't bad either!)
My biological grandfather left me enough money for my education which was paid by an "anonymous donor". Is there enough money for me to purchase wedding rings? General Masters only smiled as everyone at Fort Connor knew this day would eventually arrive.
Asking T&T for the link to the Jewelers private website John was told there are no prices listed. Choose what your heart desires and T&T will send me the bill. Within days the Generals secure mail contained a confidential package for John. The Generals only smiled and asked if there any good news John wanted to share with them? Quickly exiting the Generals office, he rushed to make retreat and be with his protector.
After a wonderful evening meal John asked his protector to walk with him to the Chapel. As John knelt in the St. George Alcove he prayed to God giving thanks for bringing such a wonderful man into his life. Taking the hand of his protector they walked to the meditation garden and sat on the marble bench.
John took the hand of his protector and told him he was in love with him since the first day he saw him. He had helped him to develop into a man with a physique of which he could be proud. He was always there to help him with his difficult homework. He always had a shoulder and would listen to my problems in life. I never want a day in my life without you.
Dropping to one knee and pulling the ring box from his pocket: "Ricardo Allen Jackson, will you be my partner in this life and for eternity?" His protector was speechless as the words registered in his brain. His protector held him tight and the kiss he gave his imp it was evident no verbal confirmation was necessary.
His protector turned to him and only commented we have to ask both of our Commanding Generals for permission as well as your father and then we have to complete the Chaplains classes before he will marry us.
As the two lovers requested entrance to the Commanding Generals quarters they smiled at the two lovers and before any words were exchanged they answered YES provided you complete the Chaplains session and two corners of the wedding cake are reserved for us.
The next stop was with John's father whose radiant smile said more than words. You have protected my sons life numerous times and I know you love him as much as I do. No father could ask for more out of his sons partner in life. Just know I am reserving the third corner of your wedding cake and the Chaplain will claim the fourth corner as his charge for performing the wedding.
It was no surprise to have Air Force One requesting immediate approval to land. POTUS was crashing the wedding and we all answer to POTUS. Authorizing the landing we rushed to the airfield to great our old friend. Assuring him the wedding ceremony had yet to start and we two Generals were the "best men" so we need to return expediently.
Everyone rose in respect as POTUS entered the Chapel and he quietly issued the command "As you were" and sat quietly with General Masters waiting for the wedding to begin. After a reception in the Mess our pair of lover were headed to our Virgin Island Penthouse for two weeks of Sun, Sea, Sand and Sex. Oh, to be young again.
Oh, to be young again. T&T sent us numerous pictures taken my their satellite showing our duo frolicking naked in the surf. Yes, POTUS discretely provided an abundance of discrete military security disguised as "war games" in the vicinity of the hotel. Our lovers never knew how protected they were.
Returning from their honeymoon, John passed his bar exam on the first try and Ricardo was added to Executive Security and assigned to full time protection of his partner. They moved into a small conservative home in a rural area of Virginia. They lived a modest life and enjoy their work with Worthington Industries.
Without warning, T&T called both John and Ricardo into their office. Gentlemen, you both are requested at the White House as soon as you can get there. POTUS is waiting for your arrival.
We looked at each other and wondered what could be so important for both of us to immediately meet with POTUS. Arriving at the White House the Secret Service escorted us both to the Oval Office. POTUS extended his sympathy at the passing of our Grandfather last night. Already there is a fight for political control of the region. The United States need you to go to Saudi Arabia and claim control of your Grandfathers realm. Once you are accepted as the Sheik you can appoint a regent to rein for you unless you want to remain yourselves.
This means the stability of the middle east and a possible war with Israel. I know I'm asking much out of a young man with limited political experience, but I know you and I trust you and I know you will succeed.
Our Six Star Ambassadors at Large are going as my representatives for the funeral. Go pack your bags and they'll be waiting for you at Andrews. Pick their brain during your flight. They have an abundance of political experience and it may help you meet the challenges you will face.
As Ricardo and I boarded the flying billboard our Six Star Ambassadors bowed and "Thanked his highness for honoring us with his presence". We all then broke out in laughter. The Generals were open and honest with us commenting I now controlled a vast quantity of oil underground in Saudi Arabia. Many foreign countries will try to install a person friendly to them to obtain the oil being produced. Your life will be in danger and I know your protector will be armed at all times. Just for safety sake, please wear an ankle gun, a 9mm Beretta would be advised.
Landing in Saudi Arabia I was greeted as royalty and my first stop was to pledge my allegiance to the King. (One political snafu adverted!) Arriving at my new home I found a 180 room palace with even more servants waiting on my every need. (All I ever wanted or needed in my life was my protector!)
Greeted by my "Major Domo" he warmly welcomed me to my home. Whatever you need, just let me know and it will be done. Right now, I need a hot shower and some sleep. Then we need to talk about the future of this realm.
POTUS gave me the name of a cousin who had strong ties and support of the United States. It was the individual he would recommend to serve in my absence. Politics later, we had a funeral to attend and that was our top priority.
In my International Law Program at Harvard I was forced to learn Arabic and how I wish I had studied harder. I wasn't a complete idiot when I talked but I definitely needed a better grasp of the language.
I quickly realized and accepted the risk when an IED took out the lead security vehicle as we returned from the funeral. We made it back to my new residence and guards loyal to me were posted at all points of entrance to my quarters.
Yes, my protector slept with his gun under his pillow and with my arms wrapped tightly around him all night. I was shocked the next morning when I received a package from the Saudi King containing diplomatic passports for Ricardo and myself... with me being listed as Prince John Allen Masters. Damn, "Sheik" was bad enough but now a "Prince"... I can hear it now when I return to Worthington or Fort Connor. I swear if my protector doesn't stop calling me "Your Highness" he isn't going to be able to get out of bed in the morning let alone put his legs together.
My cousin arrived the next day and after security swept the room for any listening devices we had a serious heart to heart about him ruling as my regent. After he got over the shock of my request he was honored by such trust and faith. He promised to do his best to continue the reforms and modernization needed in our country and backed by the support of the King.
The Generals were added to our conversation and we spent the day talking about the program and goals of my grandfather. Little did we know the actions we took this day would prevent the outbreak of World War III in the middle east.
Finally, flying back to the United States the Generals commented for us to use one of the offices which can be turned into a bedroom. They would only be using one so there is one left for the lovebirds to enjoy. Blushing, my protector took my hand and as the door closed threw me on the bed and ravished my body. Oh, how I was in love with this man.
The Generals forgot to tell us the rooms weren't soundproof and the security detail accompanying us gave us a standing ovation when we finally exited the next morning. There only question was: "How in the hell can either of you two walk"?
A security detail met us as we landed at Andrews. "With the compliments of the President, would you accompany us to the White House. (Like we had a choice, NOT!)
As we entered the Oval Office POTUS rose from his desk, extended his hand and greeted me as Your Royal Highness! (If he starts calling me "Prince John" we will have words!) POTUS thanked me for solving a delicate problem without shooting anyone in the process. Yes, Alpha Zulu does have a reputation and it is well deserved.
You two deserve a well earned Vacation and I've already informed T&T you won't be back in the office for a few weeks. How does a vacation in Japan sound and you can visit Hikaru and meet his special forces friends. My secretary has your first class tickets and your diplomatic passports. The American Ambassador has been informed to give you his fullest cooperation.
I never realized the luxury of flying first class on a commercial airline. One is really pampered by the attendants and I bet I'd get lucky with the cute male attendant if I wasn't already in love with my partner. I got a punch in the ribs from him as he was reading my mind again. I whispered to him it wasn't breaking our wedding vows if I enjoyed the eye candy.
Hikaru and his security detail met us when we landed and with our diplomatic passports we walked through customs. Hikaru's motorcade quickly reached the American Embassy and the Marine Guards snapped to attention as I exited the limousine which had the flag of the Emperor flying proudly on it. The Ambassador warmly greeted us and even call me "Your Highness". All we wanted was a bed and eight hours of uninterrupted sleep.
A light breakfast was served at 0800 hours and Hikaru arrived precisely at 1000 hours so we could meet his Marine Special Forces friends. I wore my suit with my six star breast badge and Hikaru wore his Imperial Family Crest. Ricardo wore more ribbons and medals than I knew existed in the Army. He was always the most impressive man in the room.
Every man present snapped to attention when Hikaru entered their barracks out of respect for this little imp. It didn't matter if a towel fell around their ankles, they were proud marines and dedicated to Japan and the Imperial Family.
The three of us spent the day talking with the men, observing their training and we left as old friends which was unique in the military. We then had to face the "rubber chicken" dinner or dishonor the base commander. Ricardo smiled at John and told him to eat whatever he was served. Don't dishonor our host. You can have a burger when we get back to the embassy.
Finally, after an exhaustive day we arrived back at the Embassy to find the Ambassadors assistant waiting for us stating there was a secure video call from the White House which needed immediate attention.
Seeing a troubled POTUS on the screen he admitted he was asking much of two young men but he believe we had the ability to fulfill the job required. I need you to meet with an individual, listen carefully to what he has to share and then formulate a plan from what you observed today. To say your lives will be in danger is an understatement. Please proceed with extreme caution. May God be with you.
OK, lets see... I've gone from son to student to Sheik to Prince to Ambassador and now to SPY? It sounds like a James Bond movie out of control and I don't know if I want to put my protector in such a high risk situation.
Talking with Hikaru I asked for a small Japanese special forces security detail he could trust with his life. I can't provide any information but it is extremely important to our country. He could have a security detail pick me up in 30 minutes, be ready.
Giving the driver the address of our destination, we quickly left the Embassy grounds and proceeded to our destination. A luxury part of Tokyo and a Mansion of what appeared to be a most important individual. Armed guards patrolled his property and my security was required to remain with the vehicle. As I casually conversed with the gentleman in his luxurious great room I drank far too much sake. The news he shared was terrifying. North Korea was planning a missile attack on Japan, South Korea and the Philippine Islands. This could easily turned into a war with every country on earth. Asking the timeline for this attack I was advised 90 days.
Returning to the Embassy I roused my protector from a sound sleep and told him to pack, we would be returning to Washington by Fighter Jet NOW! I made one phone call to POTUS and the fighter jets were waiting for us to arrive. Time was crucial if we were to prevent this disaster from happening.
A fast transport to the United States Air Base and as I boarded the Jet I wondered
how my stomach would endure a supersonic trip. A wise pilot covertly handed me
a "barf bag" and I graciously thanked him. Within hours we landed at Andrews
and had an immediate security detail escort us to the White House. Meeting in
the SIT room the Joint Chiefs of Staff waited with POTUS for our arrival. I
conveyed the information received from the source given me by POTUS and when
asked for any possible solution. You have 90 days to bring together a
consortium of countries to apply pressure to North Korea. While you are
building this group of countries I would suggest you work with T&T and
their new satellite and try to locate the missile sites that North Korea have
well hidden in their mountains. T&T's new satellite is the only one that
can possibly do the job.
As T&T were soundly sleeping their wrist coms went off with an unusual ALERT... REPORT TO THE WHITE HOUSE FOR AN URGENT MEETING!
T&T quickly joined our meeting and after getting over the shock of what was happening, they pledge their total support to help prevent this problem and if necessary to provide the GPS coordinates for every missile site they can locate.
T&T asked to be excused, they had a few members of their "brain trust" they needed to get out of bed and start working on a plan to locate all the missile sites possible in North Korea.
T&T told John and Ricardo to get to their Penthouse and grab some sleep... they looked like walking wounded and that we needed sleep. Thanking T&T we graciously accepted also stating our security is in worse shape than we are. T&T would have Executive Security immediately rotate the men of your security detail. These men were invaluable but then need to recover from the long hours they committed to the task given to us by POTUS.
As T&T provided transportation to their Penthouse they casually commented: "Mama Bear would be so proud of you two today. Your work these last few days probably will save millions of lives!"
TO BE CONTINUED...
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