ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES
Chapter 150 – The End or the Beginning
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PRIMARY CHARACTERS:
Abraham Lincoln Washington: Six Star General of the Armies – Tactical Alpha Zulu 69
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 RET – 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 Alexander III: Colonel, U.S. Army – Protector for the sons of John Allen Masters
Harold John Alexander-Masters: Son of Harold Alexander III & John Allen Masters
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)
Hector Louise Roberto Montoya: Six Star General of the Armies – Administration Alpha Zulu 69
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 – Protector for the sons of Jimmy & Hito
John Allen Masters: Son of General John Masters and Ambassador at Large for POTUS
John Masters: Four Star General & Base Commander Fort Connor, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
John Worthington II: Adopted Son of Taylor and Tyler Worthington II
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 II: Adopted Son of Taylor and Tyler Worthington II
Luke Worthington: CEO of Worthington Industries
Lupo Vlcak: Alpha Zulu War Dog (Czechoslovakian Wolf German Shepherd Mix)
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
Medvěd Vlcak: Worthington War Dog (Sired by Lupo – Assigned to Roger & Jeremy Protection Detail)
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
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
Roger Worthington: Adopted son of T&T Worthington (Former Angel)
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 RET – Tactical Alpha Zulu 69
Takeda Shingen: Colonel – Alpha Zulu Captain, Japanese Defense Force (Protector of Roger Worthington)
Taylor and Tyler Worthington II: Adopted Sons of Roger and Jeremy Worthington
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
Yonatan Netanyahu: Colonel – Alpha Zulu Captain, Japanese Defense Force (Protector of Roger Worthington)
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)
As the first rays of the Sun crept into our bedroom, I couldn't believe how
sore my ass was. Jeremy had been an ANIMAL last night and I
loved every minute of it and loved him even more than the day we were bonded
for eternity.
The discomfort had me awake most of the night, so I decided to grab the laptop and tackle the mail that awaited my attention. The first item I read in my "In Box" was ANOTHER picture of T&T hanging naked from the parade ground flag poles with big smiles on their face. Definitely proud of what they had accomplished to receive such rebuke from the men of Alpha Zulu. A number of fellow imps were also "strung up" but I knew T&T were the ringleaders.
An occasional experience of getting hoisted up the Flagpoles by the men of Alpha Zulu is normal for most imps at Fort Connor. Let's face it: "Imps will be imps!" But, T&T are out of control. This is the tenth consecutive day I have received pictures of T&T hanging naked from the flag poles and I can only imagine the terror these two imps are having on the men of Alpha Zulu.
Rousing Jeremy nearly two hours before our norm I told him to get cleaned up, we were flying into Fort Connor. Our protectors were already up and facing a new day. Ordering a small quick breakfast buffet Jeremy and I contacted our office and told them to cancel all our appointments for today and reschedule them. We would be at Fort Connor on personal family business.
Jeremy and our Protectors had to smile at my outrage at the actions of our sons. After all, I had ended up hanging from the flagpole at Fort Connor more than once in my life. But, NEVER ten consecutive days. Our sons needed some behavioral management as they weren't taking the suggestions provided by the men of Alpha Zulu seriously. I told Jeremy, THIS TIME behavior management would be applied to their bare bums!
Our Protectors smiled knowing how different life looks when YOU are the fathers. Yes, my fathers did have a few episodes where I got a few hard swats but never a "ass whoppin'" as Billy Bob would call it.
Arriving at Fort Connor in time for lunch, the Generals greeted us and asked if there was any purpose for our visit. OUR SONS! Nothing more needed to be said. We sat at the General's table as the imps rushed to the front of the line for their food... T&T saw us and immediately came running into our arms. (Were they in for a major shock!)
Jeremy and I each took an imp, hugged him, kissed him then dropped his BDU's to around his ankle, bent him over our knees and informed each imp they would learn RESPECT the hard way. As their ass glowed redder with each "knowledge" application of our hand coming in contact with their bare bum, we counted them off: "R-E-S-P-E-C-T!" Each application of our hand brought forth an earth shattering scream which had the attention of every imp and soldier of Alpha Zulu in the mess.
By the time we got done we knew our sons would be sleeping on their stomach for at least a week and standing at their desk as they did their schoolwork online. We told T&T to go stand at the back of the line and get your food. The soldiers of Alpha Zulu gave them a rousing applause, but I thought it was more praise for us fathers than for our sons.
Both Jeremy and I knew it wouldn't prevent T&T from being the monster imps they had "inherited" from their grandfathers but it might give the men of Alpha Zulu some respite while our sons each nursed a major sore bum.
As they joined us for our lunch, they ate STANDING UP! Jeremy and I assured our sons it hurt us more than it did them. (LITERALLY!) We love you very much, but you have to learn to control your pranks. We don't expect you to be angels, but these men are protecting you with their lives and they deserve your RESPECT! Please don't make us do this ever again.
Even with their asses throbbing from their punishment both of our sons knew we loved them. Taking the time to fly into Fort Connor and do it ourselves really reinforced our action. We could have easily assigned the task to a General or the First Sergeant. Our sons limped off back to class after lunch and we fathers sat at the table with our Protectors and the Generals commenting we didn't know who really got punished. My hand is killing me and Jeremy's was also. Doc wasn't without compassion. As we boarded Worthington Actual for our trip back to civilization, we found a box of cold packs and a bottle of aspirin. Yes, Doc was becoming an old softy in his senior years.
Returning to the Penthouse, Jeremy and I quickly learned Scotch was better at controlling the pain in our hand than the aspirin provided by Doc. We both definitely hoped there were few documents requiring our signatures these next few days.
Maintenance advised us the refit of the Vance facilities would be finished in two weeks. Both Jeremy and I wanted to be there when Billy Bob saw his new home. Jeremy and I loved traveling to the Hills of West Virginia. For Jeremy it was returning Home and for me it simply was a beautiful trip and back to nature.
We were truly impressed with the finished project and with our protectors Jeremy walked us to his old cabin. Greeted by Billy Bob and the "Cuz's" we asked if they were ready to see their new home... FOLLOW US!
Billy Bob was shocked at the mansion he saw as he walked over the rise. The Cuz's rushed into the house to see which bedroom to claim. (Actually only one bedroom was needed for the two of them.) Billy Bob saw his Master Bedroom and the luxury furnishing and was appalled at the creature comforts provided for him.
Showing Billy Bob his new Chef's kitchen we told him we couldn't wait for him to cook us a good mountain meal. It took about two minutes and Billy Bob was out the door with his gun and coon dog hunting dinner. (No, we really didn't want to know what we were eating that night but damn it was delicious.)
Privately, Billy Bob thanked us for all we had done. There was never greater need for a refuge for mountain boys who accepted they were gay. The additional space will allow us having never to turn any boy away. (We were bursting with pride at this man who never had to work another day of his life and was still so dedicated to helping others.)
It was a tearful goodbye as we left the mountain. We'd have maintenance return in a few months so if you find there is a problem with anything just make a list for them to address and correct the problem. Any new building needs tweaking.
Arriving at the main gate of Wright Patterson, the Command Sergeant snapped to attention, Saluted and advised us we were requested at the office of the Base General. Please follow your escort. Knowing we had to accept his invitation this time, we had our escort arrange for the men accompanying us to enjoy food in the Mess and Jeremy and our Protectors accepted the Generals invitation for Dinner with me. (Another "pressed chicken" event in our culinary life.) I had to smile at Jeremy when I realized our errant Colonel wasn't in attendance. I do believe the General DID show him the error of his way.
After the wonderful Mountain Cuisine provided by Billy Bob even our Protector who had spent multiple deployments being fed MREs were ready to return to the Mountain and Billy Bob's cooking. We smiled at the Base General, socialized with his officers and as quickly as possible excused ourselves so we could continue onto Washington as we thanked the General for his hospitality.
Our new office complex was an outstanding piece of architecture and ultra efficient. Every workstation had an optical data line for voice, video, computer and secure data. The floors were in sections so they could be easily removed to update or repair the infrastructure. Security concerns were always primary and I think we should have bought the company providing our security cameras considering the number of cameras covering every inch of our new complex. Every section of the Hexagon building was individually blast resistant.
Yes, Yuuto's new security badges tracked employees but considering the selection process for employees they were dedicated and most efficient at their work. What was nice, anyone on the administrative list could learn immediately where any employee was in the complex.
The Open Air Center of the complex was beautifully landscaped and the majority of employees ate their lunch in the beauty Yuuto had provided for his friends. Few people knew the OPS center was directly under their feet.
Yuuto was indispensable to Worthington and whatever we paid him it definitely wasn't enough. Jeremy and I decided to do something special to recognize Yuuto and his protégé for their hard work this past year. Video conferencing with Hikaru I asked if he would host our overworked Genius+1 and his partner as his guests in Tokyo. Hikaru smiled and commented the Japanese Defense Force was in the process of making a formal request though the state department to borrow Yuuto and help in the design process of their new equivalent of our Pentagon. "How soon can you have their bags packed and get them on a plane? Asking Hikaru to make certain our overworked "Genius+1" had two weeks of R&R after your military gets done picking their brains.
I asked Yuuto to report to our Office as Jeremy and I informed him of the request of the Japanese Military. Does your protégé have anyone special in his life. Yuuto chuckled and only commented: HIS HAND! (We all have been there.) Call your partner and inform him the two of you and your protégé are to be on a jet to Tokyo leaving at 2100 hours tonight from Dulles. You can pick up your first class tickets from transportation before you leave our complex.
Calling Hikaru back, we advised him the trio would be on a plane to Tokyo leaving at 2100 hours tonight. And, FYI.. Yuuto's protégé is single and very shy and introverted preferring a laptop computer in his bed at night to a warm human body. You, my little friend, need to do some matchmaking while they are in Tokyo. "Me, a matchmaker? Hikaru had a major case of the chuckles as he hit the DISCONNECT!
One total section of the eight which composed our Hexagon Office Complex was for Jeremy, Me, our Assistants and our Secretaries. Between our offices was a huge conference room with a mega big screen to meet our conferencing needs. Yuuto had the entrance to each section of our Executive Suites card coded and access was greatly restricted after the attack on our life that destroyed our previous building.
Every section of the building had its door coded so if you didn't work in that area it required the permission of an administrator for you to enter the area. Security perhaps had gone to the extreme, but Jeremy and I felt secure in our office environment.
Only six security cards had total access to the entire complex excluding the Security Supervisors. Jeremy, our two protectors, Yuuto and his protégé and mine. Everyone else had access to wherever they needed to do their job. No longer would anyone stroll through our complex.
The public entrance to our new building had metal detectors, Xray scanning, bomb sniffing equipment and a minimum of four security personnel with visible side arms and Bull Pup rifles on a shoulder sling.
Armed patrols, most with Wolf Dogs, randomly patrolled the halls. Two guards were posted at the entrance to our Executive section in addition to our Protectors and if you weren't on the schedule for that day you'd play hell getting past the security and into our inner sanctum (Unless you were POTUS, SecDef or Chairman of the Joint Chiefs).
Jeremy and I had to chuckle at the new "Use of Lethal Force" warning posters. "Aggressive actions may result in the violator being shot (OR EATEN)!"
In an emergency, one of the doors in the wall of Jeremy and my office had a stairway leading to a bomb proof panic room. Once we locked ourselves in the Panic Room, only the Alpha Zulu Generals had the access authority to release us. Not something either Jeremy or I wanted to experience but we accepted the rationale behind it. We could not open the door once locked regardless of what threats were made by the intruders.
We worked late most night trusting in our security to prevent another assassination attempt on our lives. Yes, being a Worthington has inherent risks but the good we do for our country, our men in Uniform and the people of the United States surpasses any risk to our lives.
As we were having an easy day at the office our coms announced the Command Generals at Fort Conner wanted a video conference with Jeremy and me. As Jeremy joined me and the Generals appeared on our big screen wall monitor, I bluntly asked: "What did T&T do this time?" The Generals roared in laughter. They assured us the behavior modification we applied to their posterior lasted longer than anyone on staff could imagine. Actually, this call is to tell you how great your sons are.
The test scores for T&T came back and besides being two rascal imps they also tested higher than any student tested in any brain trust not only in the United States but also internationally. It appeared T&T were just using excess energy because their brains were bored. I can assure you with the new curriculum they now face they will have little time to be bored to play pranks on the men. The Mess is throwing a celebration for them Saturday night if you "four" are available to fly in and join us. "Nothing will prevent us from sharing this moment in the lives of our sons!"
We no more than disconnected from the video conference with the Generals and OPS announced POTUS on a secure connection for you and Jeremy. SEND HIM THROUGH! (How is he going to screw up our lives this time.)
"Roger, Jeremy, great to see your smiling faces. I need you to head to Paris and smooth over the ruffled feathers of the French bureaucrats and military. I assure you two I'll have you back at Fort Conner in time for T&T's celebration on Saturday night. (How in the hell does he know about a party that we only learned of minutes ago. Apparently, there is an imp mafia as well as an Alpha Zulu grapevine.)
To say the French officials are exasperating is an understatement. They need frequent reminders of how the United States saved their country (as well as their collective asses) during World War II. If it wasn't for American Soldiers, there would no longer be a France. I bit my tongue, waited for the right moment then sunk in my fangs and solved the problem with the French.
Jeremy and I smiled at what we had accomplished but we looked at the time and there was no way we had time even in Worthington Actual to make it to Fort Connor in time for T&T's celebration. OPS came through on our wrist coms... POTUS with a voice call for you. "Head for the US Air Base and there are four supersonic fighter jets ready for take-off to get you, Jeremy and your protectors to Fort Connor in time for the celebration. I promised you I'd get you back in time. NOW MOVE IT!
Jeremy hated flying supersonic and my stomach didn't much care for it either. I gave our Worthington Pilots a week of vacation in Paris. They were long overdue for some quality R&R. Jeremy and I almost lost our "French Banquet" as our pilots did a victory roll over Fort Connor and then landed. I don't know whether Jeremy or I kissed the ground first but our Protectors were immediately after us. Thanking our pilots for their cooperation in making this special moment possible I hoped our stomach could cope with food after the trauma of this flight.
The Generals only smiled as we went through Alpha Zulu security and into Fort Connor. "Been there, done that and we don't like it either!" Doc to the rescue with a Dramamine patch for the four of us. This would be a fantastic evening celebration and a moment we fathers would cherish forever. (There was no doubt in any mind, Doc was turning into an old "softy"!)
As the entire base of Alpha Zulu enjoyed a feast of Prime Rib of Buffalo with all the trimming T&T knew something special was happing but the grapevine was MUTE and they were so inquisitive. Seeing their fathers walk in with the Commanding Generals they both felt like crawling under the table and disappearing. They had been good and hadn't been strung up on the flagpole by the men. Why are our dads and the Generals smiling so much and looking at us?
The Chaplain gave the blessing for our meal and each squad proceeded through the chow line. The Generals, fathers and T&T were last in line today and that was most unusual. Something wasn't adding up.
After everyone had finished eating, the Generals rose to announce how special this moment was. The test results had been received and we have two imps that scored higher than any imp of any brain trust in the world. Taylor and Tyler Worthington! (Hearing our actual names instead of T&T we barely realized he was talking about us.) Our fathers nudged us to stand and accept the praise of the men of Alpha Zulu. Our two red headed monsters would have little time to plan pranks considering the increased load of school work and home work now placed before them. Jason and I hugged them, kissed them and told them they were always special to us and soon the world will know how special you two are. Both of our imps were surprised to see two corners of their cake that evening reserved for them.
Both Jeremy and I were sad to learn of the passing of Billy Bob in his sleep. We assured the Cuz's the Vance Home was theirs and we hoped they would continue to provide a refuge for gay mountain boys who had been disowned by their families. The Vance Family will always have the support of the Worthingtons. Besides, the Vance Moonshine was a prized gift by anyone who visited our Worthington complex.
Billy Bob was buried in the family cemetery on a beautiful outlook overview of the valley and river below the ridge. Jeremy and I had prior commitments out of the country, but we would make a special trip to West Virginia to pay our respects to this member of our Worthington Extended Family. We made certain the Fort Connor Chaplain and a military guard of honor gave Billy Bob the funeral he so rightly deserved. The Chaplain spoke highly of Billy Bob learning much about him from the older enlisted men of Alpha Zulu. Billy Bob gave Luke Worthington the support and fortitude to guide Worthington Industries to protect our great country and our soldiers.
Many town folks attended the funeral and perhaps there were cracks breaking in the mountain culture about gay children. At least there are cracks being formed in the old traditions of the mountain.
As Jeremy and I grew older the more we hated the social requirements of being a Worthington and an Ambassador for POTUS. As Doc was giving us our required physical he commented all our vital signs are going the wrong way. Either the two of you take a vacation every quarter or he was breaking confidence and having a long chat with POTUS. This country isn't ready to lose another "Worthington"!
Talk about confidential medical test results. Jeremy and I never reached our billet and T&T were on our wrist com from the Castle chewing on our asses for not taking better care of ourselves. Either you two are taking better care of yourselves or we are dropping out of Harvard to make sure you do. And if all else fails... POTUS RULES!
DAMN, did they read us the riot act... we expected them to be waiting in the Penthouse when we arrived home and find us bent over their knees to enforce their dictum.
Yuuto, his partner and his protégé enjoyed their junket to Tokyo and greatly impressed the military with their recommendations in designing their new headquarters and how they had resolved potential problems in building our new Worthington International Headquarters.
As their work project concluded with the Military, Hikaru asked his partner's adjutant, a rising star in the Japanese Defense Force, if he would do Hikaru a personal favor and take Yuuto's young protégé out for the night and show him the beauty of Tokyo. Hikaru hoped he had chosen the right man for the assignment and by midnight after consuming far too much sake, both men were naked in each others arms in the officer's private billet. As the sun streamed through the window the next morning, both naked men couldn't decide if their cocks, asses or the men with the mallets in their brain were causing the most pain in their body. The one thing they both knew, they didn't want this to be a one time event in their life. The two young men had two weeks to spend together and even Hikaru was in shock either man could walk when it was time to return to the work of Worthington Industries.
Hikaru asked Roger and Jeremy if our young military adjutant could return with Yuuto to Washington and be the liaison with Worthington to facilitate the construction of our new Headquarters Building. The only thing that made both our young adjutant and Yuuto's protégé groan was the thought of sitting through the long flight back to the United States. (DAMN THEY WERE SORE!)
Roger accepted there was something he needed to do alone and he hoped and prayed Jeremy would accept his need to do it alone. Asking General Masters if he had time to chat, the General warmly invited him into his office. Asking the General if he would send the young private (now Master Sergeant) who had helped him through the darkest moment of his life to join him in the Meditation Garden. CONSIDER IT DONE!
A request from General Masters was considered a direct order by the enlisted soldiers. As our Master Sergeant walked to the Meditation Garden, he saw Roger sitting in deep contemplation. "Please join me my friend." "You helped me at the darkest moment of my life and none of what Jeremy and I have accomplished would have been possible if not for the words of wisdom and compassion you shared with me from your heart." "You shared the most tragic moment of your life and the pain you experienced was so evident in your comments." I can never start to repay you for saving me in this dark moment of my life. It was a true labor of love to help you find your partner in life and I hope you will allow me to help you again.
You and your partner will soon reach your 20 years of service and can retire with military benefits. I'd like the two of you to accept a posting to Worthington Executive Services and I guarantee you an obscene signing bonus, relocation benefits and a low interest on a home mortgage. Neither of you will need to consider any future monetary concerns as the salary on your new contract will exceed triple what you currently receive and perks beyond what the military provides. I make this offer to the two of you not only out of love but because you two have the talent and ability to excel in a security role.
Talk it over with your partner and let me know your preliminary feelings before we leave Fort Connor tomorrow. It will be a few months before you reach your "20" so we have plenty of time to make this happen without rushing it.
You might tell your partner that he finally has "knocked you up" because I know Dale and Dwight will be knocking at the door of your new home encouraging you to adopt a young imp and give him a FOREVER FAMILY! An imp couldn't do better than to have you two as fathers.
I hugged and I kissed him goodnight as I walked back to the General's billet. My young friend hoped his partner was ready for the shock of his life and the most important decision they would ever make.
At flag raising the next morning two limping soldiers approached Jeremy and me and told us they would be proud to be part of our Worthington Team. Jeremy punched me in the arm commenting: "Now I know where you were last night and what you were doing! I love you even more!"
The next time I talked with Dale and Dwight I told them of the two Master Sergeants that were joining the Worthington Team and how impressed I was with them. I had my young friend inform his partner after all his attempts he finally had "knocked him up". So, I expect you to find him a fine young imp to join their FOREVER FAMILY. CONSIDER IT DONE!
Acts of kindness without any expectations in return is truly an example of agape love. Jeremy and I have more money than we will ever need, T&T and their family will ever need and frankly we needed to do something special to give back to the special people in our lives.
Asking Yuuto to join me in my office I quietly asked him to do a preliminary concept 3D computer CAD presentation of a new edifice for the Worthington Foundation. It was just too crowded and insufficient for the work they were doing with multiple orphanages and Roger Houses. Ask Dale out to dinner and have him give you a dream list of what he wanted if money wasn't any consideration and then go above and beyond his desires. I know you can do it my friend.
Yuuto told Dale he had a friend that wanted more information on adopting. Joining Yuuto and his partner for dinner Yuuto picked his brain about how the foundation worked and what it would love on a "wish list" if money was no object. Two things happened that night. We now had the starting point of developing a building to meet the needs of the Worthington Foundation AND Yuuto and his partner decided to become FATHERS!
With the bonus I gave Yuuto for this new project his partner could take a year off work and really bond with their new son as a family. Jeremy and I were so proud when they asked us to be the godparents at the baptism of their new son.
Jeremy and I were both diagnosed with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and it really was no surprise considering the strain of our jobs and the hours required to make Worthington Industries contribute to our Military and World Peace.
We were proud parents when T&T walked across the stage at Harvard and received their dual Master's Degree in Business Administration and Master's Degree in International Law. Now they had to learn to adapt the academic world of business with the reality of the Worthington Empire.
We delegated more work to our assistants along with a large increase in their salary. Jeremy and I retreated to Camp Phoenix at every opportunity and T&T became the rising stars of the Worthington World. Our two sons "mirrored" us and we helped them to understand the nuisances of the Worthington World which wasn't as "black and white" as taught by their academic business instructors. Every day we added more responsibilities to them as they acclimated to the workload we had endured for years. T&T quickly started to appreciate more the time we found to spend with them as they were growing up. Jeremy and I would love these precious imps till the day we died.
The sneaky little imps showed us how masterfully they could walk through the political halls of Congress. Quietly, a joint resolution of Congress was passed and Congress awarded us a "Congressional Gold Medal" for all Jeremy and I had accomplished for our great nation. It would be awarded by POTUS in a nationally televised ceremony on July 4th. with every dignitary of Congress, the Military and the Supreme Court as well as the Ambassadorial Community in attendance. Yes, even our Six Star Generals saluted us out of pride for all we had accomplished.
It was now time for Jeremy and me to accept our role as the "Emeritus" members of the Worthington Clan and hand the reins over to a new Generation of Worthingtons. We now knew the feelings of a father giving his daughter away at her wedding ceremony. So proud but still feeling a deep loss.
I saw Dale often looking out of the window of his corner office wondering what was being built beside our new administrative edifice. In contrast to the ultra-modern corporate glass clad edifice of our new building this would be "old school" business style building externally with every tech needed to make work easier and more efficient for the foundation staff.
When the day arrived the construction firm would install the granite slab with the Worthington Foundation name cut deeply into it and inlaid in gold... we knew we could no longer keep the construction a secret from Dale and Dwight. Inviting the Foundation Staff to join us outside as the massive piece of granite was uncovered to the audible shock of the employees who worked so hard to improve the lives of abused and neglected imps.
As Dale started to give us thanks for doing this for neglected children, I told him he needed to thank Yuuto and his team. Jeremy and I gave them free reign and an "open" budget. We still have a few items of major construction to do within the building then I expect you and your staff to walk through with Yuuto and do a "punch list" combined with a "wish list" of what you want or need without price being a consideration. You need to let Yuuto change your operation so it is paperless. Not only is it more efficient going paperless, when we rebuilt our headquarters, it resulted in a payback of the equipment within eight months. Meet with your staff and start thinking PAPERLESS and be realistic about what will help each person to be more proficient. We want your staff to stay with the Foundation until they are ready to retire.
Cookies and Cakes appeared on our desk every day for a month from Foundation Employees. Yup, home cooking is fantastic and this simple act told us how much our efforts were appreciated. Yuuto kept taking his culinary gifts home to his partner and new son who waited in anticipation each night to see what "goodie" dad had received that day.
I had our architectural team meet with each employee and evaluate their need as to furnishings and anything they needed to help them adjust to a paperless environment. The office for the head of the Orphanage Program and the Roger House Program were massive and truly fit for men who had given their lives to protect imps and give them a FOREVER HOME! Designed similar to what Jeremy and I had, the two executive officers were divided by a huge conference room between them which they shared. Every inch of their executive space was covered with hardwood and many accents of rare wood from South America. They also had an underground Panic Room although the six people with master cards to our corporate office could also release them once they closed the blast door. (The people inside could also open the door if necessary.) The threat to Worthington Foundation was far less than what Jeremy and I faced every day.
Still, we had all the security features installed at our main entrance duplicated at the entrance to the new Foundation building. The employees quickly accepted the security team as part of their lives and our Director of Security had to mandate mandatory physical conditioning due to the abundance of "treats" supplied by the "motherly" staff of the foundation.
I offered the foundation staff six temporary employees to help digitize all their paper records and one on one tech support to help each employee learn the new paperless system. The result of the offer was another month of cookies and cakes from the foundation employees. Our Protectors demanded we increase our allotted time for physical conditioning. Our executive "profile" was getting too large in the waist which was obvious when we put our pants on each morning.
One last surprise for our Worthington Family. I asked our Architectural Team to meet privately with me and I informed them I wanted the content of the old Foundation building gutted and reinforced to the standards of being bomb proof. The exterior of the building was to be cleaned and the windows replaced with thick bullet resistant glass. All infrastructure of the building was to be replaced with state of the art equipment and the building was to be equipped with a power backup system. When they had accomplished this goal, I would make a public presentation and have the building dedicated.
The security entrance to the building was to be identical to what was done for both our Executive Complex and the entrance to the new Foundation Building with mandated security concerns. Behind the security entrance there was to be a blast proof door requiring four layers of protection for entrance. Anyone who wanted to enter had to have an authorized key card, a ten digit unique code, an authorized palm print and have their DNA on the authorized list. THIS WAS TO BE A SECURE BUILDING. As Yuuto would be necessary to complete the security protocols for this building I advised him it was a special project on a "need to know" basis and he offered his complete assistance in however he could help. This buildings research computer system was to be "air gapped" and totally self contained.
Finally, the day arrived when I was advised the first stage of the building overhaul had been accomplished. Having a matching Granite Slab arrived during the night, it was installed and then covered so when I had the building dedicated the next day everyone would be surprised to read in the deep carved gold layered letters the words:
WORTHINGTON INDUSTRIES
Research and Development
Yuuto would no longer have a cramped office space to let his mind develop the prototypes and work on the needed equipment requested by the Pentagon. Both he and his protégé would have spacious accommodations to let their creative talents roam wherever they desired.
As Yuuto and his protégé walked to the new building with Jeremy and I we invited a multitude of Pentagon Officers and the Secretary of Defense to join us in this dedication. The Chaplain at Fort Connor graciously offered to dedicate the building to the "Glory of God and to provide for a better world of Peace and Understanding". Yuuto's partner quietly joined him and took his hand as the Granite Slab was unveiled to a shocked Yuuto who now realized he had a R&D office which would rival any in the world.
Everyone present congratulated Yuuto and his Protégé with the outstanding facility which they had been given. There were great expectations from the Pentagon Officers but the greatest praise Yuuto could receive was from his Partner telling him he now realized how much the Worthingtons value you. Yuuto was indeed a NATIONAL TREASURE.
After a gourmet banquet for our guests was served in our cafeteria, I asked Yuuto and his protégé to meet with Jeremy and me in our office. Offering both a glass of the "Nectar of the Gods" to celebrate this great day we sat and talked as both good friends and as four people who would make this day the start of programs no one could have ever dreamed possible.
I informed Yuuto he had carte blanche with the internal design of the building and to order all the new equipment he required to make HIS lab the ultimate facility for these two great members of the Worthington Brain Trust to fulfill their wildest dreams and desires. (I swear these two precious friends shuddered and the smell of their orgasms filled the air of my office.) YUP, I had two nerds who would always be nerds and I loved them both greatly for being nerds.
Asked to be kept advised of the final construction I told Yuuto if he cut any corners because he thought an item was too expensive he would be sleeping on his stomach for a week when he returned home from work. Yuuto only smiled and commented that would make for one very happy partner in his life as a smile crept over his face from ear to ear. The four of us laughed together as the great friends we were and would always be.
Within the year Yuuto's new R&D facility was complete and I made a point to visit and see the final project he had completed. I was impressed there were two computer systems. One interfaced with our mainframe and one was "air gapped" for the utmost in research security. Someone would have to break into the building to glean any information for use by a competitor or foreign government. My little imp had a beautiful office with a large fish tank containing unique koi and surrounded by bonsai plants which he kept meticulously trimmed. This was Yuuto's retreat when he needed to decompress and renew his inner self. No man was more deserving.
Seeing the relaxing atmosphere the Koi gave to anyone watching them, I asked our Architectural team what it would take to put a Koi Pond in our center courtyard. Advised it was a simple addition, the utilities were present and the OPS center was well under twenty foot depth... the Koi pond only had to be 6 feet to protect them from the winter elements. It took six weeks and our courtyard had a beautiful Koi Pond with Japanese accents that were even more beautiful lighted at night than it was by day. Granite benches surrounded it so our employees could relax and prepare themselves to face the next challenge of their day at work.
I was shocked at the number of employees who knew each Koi by name. I also was surprised that a new miniaturized laser system was installed to keep marauding birds of prey from enjoying a Koi entrée. After learning the price of some of our unique Koi I was glad Yuuto was being proactive in protecting our investment.
As I was having a hectic day at the office my wrist com went off and it was Dale asking if I had time to meet him in his office. I responded with an emphatic: "GLADLY" as I quickly proceeded to his office accompanied by my protectors and a security detail.
Stating emphatically we had another disaster to solve and an imp to save. TELL ME MORE! Our Worthington Military Help Line received a call last night about an imp that was being placed in the Custody of Child Services. His mother had died years before in a tragic auto accident and his father who raised him was killed by an IED while being on deployment in the middle east. This child deserves better.
What do you think about T&T becoming fathers? WHAT A FANTASTIC IDEA! How do we make this happen? Dale had pulled a few strings and had child services place the imp with an Orphanage which was part of the Worthington program. We can arrange for temporary custody today if you want to go with me and bring the child home.
Bringing up Jeremy on my com I asked him to clear his desk and join me in the limo at our private entrance. Jeremy was surprised to see Dale joining us and two very smiling protectors. OK, what are we up to and whose life are we ruining today? I smiled at Jeremy and only commented we are becoming grandfathers today. (I didn't think Jeremy could smile more than he was at the moment.)
Arriving at the Orphanage the administrator was most cooperative in this most unusual adoption. Jeremy and I would be granted temporary custody until T&T can complete the required paperwork and custody transferred to them as part of the adoption process.
Arriving at the Penthouse the Manager greeted us and ask who was the young gentleman in our arms. "Hopefully our new Grandson if T&T survive the shock of becoming fathers."
Smiling at us as he held the elevator the door open and as it closed we quickly were at the door of our Penthouse. Entering the Penthouse, we heard T&T in the kitchen warming up leftovers for dinner. I yelled at T&T to quit what they were doing, we were having a celebration dinner being sent up from the Marriot kitchen. Just give what you were cooking to Medvěd and join us in the Great Room. Entering the Great Room T&T asked who our young blond guest was? When I commented: "YOUR SON"... Taylor collapsed in Tyler's arms. As Taylor slowly returned to the living, we offered them both some 100 year old brandy which was much appreciated.
As our blond imp went running into the arms of T&T he asked fearing the answer: "Are you going to be my new daddies?" Without hesitation they both exclaimed YES!
I advised T&T dinner would be in an hour and they insisted that Dale invite Dwight to join them in this celebration. The Marriott Chef heard through the grapevine of the new addition to the Worthington Clan and along with the steaks grilled to perfection was a covered platter of hamburgers and French fries for our young addition. (I sure hope the Marriott Chef has a lifetime contract.)
Dwight joined our group just as our food was being served. PERFECT TIMING! Helping their new son prepare for bed they found his pajamas in the clothes from the Orphanage, kissed their son and tucked him into bed. Saying Good Night, they would only be a few room away. It was love at first sight and frankly if T&T for some reason didn't want to adopt him Jeremy and I will! Medvěd had her duty assignment for the night and had a small pair of arms wrapped around her as she slept next to our new addition she would protect with her life.
Advising T&T to get an early start tomorrow and clear off your desk. You both are taking a week off of work and getting to know your new son. We'll take him shopping after breakfast and get him a couple of suits and all the clothes a sharp young man like him needs.
Our friendly tailor was so happy to be of service and commented us on how beautiful our new grandson was. One black and one blue suit with dress shirts and matching ties were ordered. We could have a final fitting in a few days and the suits would be ready by the weekend.
We rarely took sadistic pleasures but walking past the clothing store in the mall that had been so rude to Jeremy we were warmly greeted by his competitor (AGAIN) who helped us to purchase all that was needed by our new addition. Again, as the store employees carried box after box to our Limousine, we reinforced our statement that not a dime of Worthington Money would ever be spent in his store so long as he was the manager.
Arriving back at the Penthouse we ordered hamburgers medium rare, Texas cut French fries and cold Coke-Cola and ice cream (desert) for the five of us. YUP, every now and then a less than nutritious meal can be very enjoyable. It definitely made our new grandson one mighty happy and stuffed kid.
Arriving home from the office, their new son went running to them, jumped into their arms and smothered them with kisses. T&T were loving this part of being fathers. Only commenting: "What are we going to call you?" Jeremy and I commented: "If we could make a suggestion... It would be perfect to name him after one of the most important imps of the Worthington Dynasty and within minutes our precious imp had become Luke Worthington II.
Within the hour our coms sounded an alert and OPS advised POTUS for the family. Congratulating us upon adopting a wonderful imp and giving him a fantastic future we couldn't have selected a better name for him. It might be years before he realized how important his namesake was to our country, but he will know the great honor you four have bestowed upon him.
I hope the five of you will be my guest for a private dinner at the White House on Saturday night. And, YES, I'll make certain to have hamburgers for our young guest. After all, Harold and I were parents and know the appetite of a young growing imp.
POTUS asked T&T if he could steal Jeremy and me away for a few minutes and we casually walked to the Oval Office. Yes, I was somewhat deceptive about tonight but I did want to meet your new grandson. We still have a problem in the middle east and a few radical Arab leaders with more money than brains. Jeremy and I were asked to fly to Saudi Arabia and meet with the King. Advise the King that "His Highness Prince John Allen Masters, Sheik of Arabia" was requesting his assistance again in preventing World War III. Make certain your wills are current and update your advance directives if necessary. This could quickly turn into a shooting war.
Our Six Star Command Generals are waiting in their flying billboard at Andrews for you as quickly as you can pack and join them. This country won't know until long after we all are at our eternal rest how many times you two were instrumental in saving millions of lives from enduring a nuclear winter. GOD SPEED!
As we returned to the Penthouse I helped T&T tuck our newest family member in bed after an exhaustive evening and the fact he was well stuffed with hamburgers and French fries. Kissing him goodnight both Jeremy and I hoped it wouldn't be the last time we were allowed this privilege. T&T knew more than to ask what was happening as we quickly showered, put on clean clothes, packed a business suit for Jeremy and my damn Ambassador's Uniform and saber I hoped I'd never have to wear again.
As our Limousine sped away to Andrews with a police escort we were immediately processed at the main gate and given a military escort to our plane. The Generals warmly greeted us and within minutes we were wheels up and on our way to the middle east. Considering the serious nature of the situation both Jeremy and I were happy to see a squadron of armed jet fighters escorting us. (Let's just pray no one plans on hacking their computers while they are escorting us.)
Arriving in Saudi Arabia we were warmly greeted by the American Ambassador and transported to our Embassy. The King would have time to meet us in a few hours so relax and prepare for this meeting which can easily decide whether millions of people live or die.
Meeting with the King we extended the greeting of "His Highness, Prince John Allen Masters, Sheik of Arabia" to the Saudi King. We have a problem that can easily result in millions of people dying both citizens of Saudi Arabia and of Israel. The King assured us he would use the full resources of his government to intercede and attempt to neutralize the threat that could cause the death of millions of his people.
Proceeding on to Tele Aviv, even being greeted warmly by David and Uri just looking at the action around the military base where we landed it was obvious Israel was preparing for military action. Both men assured us and were asked to convey to POTUS Israel would never fire the first shot, but they would defend every inch of Israeli soil and every person in the Nation of Israel.
Sharing with David and Uri the action of the Saudi King to deescalate the threat we only hoped and prayed he was successful. Before this threat was over, both Uri and the King would meet and sign an historic agreement recognizing the right of Israel to exist and a mutual aid pact for their military. It resulted in a notice to any Arab subversive group "Attack Israel and you would face the might of not only Israel but also of Saudi Arabia ALONE".
Finally, we were boarding the General's flying billboard and returning to Washington. Both Jeremy and I were exhausted and frankly I doubted if either of us would survive another such episode in our lives.
Somewhere over the Atlantic as Jeremy and I were quietly resting in bed, Jeremy lay his head on my shoulder, kissed my lips tenderly, held me tightly and told me how much he loved me. Jeremy quietly passed onto his eternal rest as I cried out of control at the loss of a man who I loved and gave me the courage to face each new day.
POTUS was devastated knowing somehow he had contributed to the death of Jeremy. We Worthingtons requested a small family only funeral and Jeremy was quietly interned in our Worthington Family Cemetery. I knew Jeremy was in the arms of Mama Bear and when it was my time to join him, we would be together for all eternity.
I retreated into myself and T&T were required to have a faster learning curve and learn the nuisances of the Worthington Corporate World. They had an outstanding administrative team and with their help the transition would be challenging but could be accomplished.
Only the love of an innocent blond imp gave me a reason to face each new day. Medvěd, Luke and I retreated to Camp Phoenix as I wanted my last days on earth to be in the beauty of nature and not of the bureaucratic world.
I was shocked as I relaxed in the Great Room of Camp Phoenix to have my wrist com advise me I had an urgent phone call from the Vance's in West Virginia. SEND IT THROUGH!
The Cuz's were in panic. A young mountain boy was beaten till he was nearly dead when his parents found him in the hay loft with another boy. Having sex with another boy was acceptable but he told his parents he was gay and in love with the older boy. His family beat him till he was just a mass of bruising and bleeding wounds. We have no idea of what to do. Can you help us?
Assuring the Cuz's they would have help within the hour. POTUS owes me and it was time for me to collect. Within the hour a Med-E-Vac helicopter descended upon the Vance property and paramedics and a doctor descended upon ropes to provide medical care. Two army attack helicopters escorted the Med-E-Vac with orders from POTUS to eliminate any threat with extreme prejudice. This was a mission of mercy and anything and everything that can be done for this young man WILL BE! Special Forces Soldiers descended and provided the Vance Property with security beyond anything expected.
As the young man was stabilized, he was basket lifted to the Med-E-Vac and immediately transported to the nearest trauma center. POTUS put him under military guard with authorization for the use of lethal force. Upon evaluation, he had multiple fractures, internal bleeding and so much bruising it was of grave concern if he would go into renal failure.
I authorized whatever needed to be done, whoever they needed for help, money wasn't of any concern. If you needed help from a specialist the person would be in a fighter jet and on his way to help you before his coffee could get cold. We would give this boy every chance to survive.
As the young man became stable it was decided to transport him to Fort Connor to be treated by Doc and the Chaplain which both had too much experience treating battered gay children. I flew into the hospital with a security detail and a Worthington Attorney. As the paramedics prepared the patient for transport, I walked into the discharge office and without even asking the price handed the clerk my Worthington Platinum Card to pay the bill in full. After T&T got over the shock of the bill, they were so proud of their father.
As the Med-E-Vac left for Fort Connor, I took my security detail and attorney and headed off for the office of the local Sheriff. The Sheriff was knowledgeable of the situation and was open and honest there was no chance for the young man to return to his family. The Attorney gave the Sheriff the form for the parents to terminate parental right and allow the boy to reside within the Worthington Foundation program. Advising the Sheriff if the parents weren't prepared to "sign off" I was prepared to have every member of the family arrested and the State Attorney would charge them with every offense in the book. They would never see the light of day outside of a prison cell. They had a choice, choose wisely.
The Sheriff met with the parents and after explaining the circumstances the parents had no problem signing the papers because this son never existed to them, he had been outcast from their family. After reading the medical reports of the injuries the young man sustained, the Sheriff wanted to arrest them regardless of the fact they relinquished parental rights.
Thanking the Sheriff for his assistance I advised him there would be an officer from the Pentagon visiting soon to assess his needs in updating his equipment so his department could function in the 21st century. The Sheriff was speechless and I only assured him his good deed had paid the bill in full.
As we drove to the nearest public Airport, we returned to Washington flying in First Class. T&T and their security detail were waiting as we deplaned and were concerned about my health and becoming so physically involved in this situation. Telling my sons I never felt better and after a night of rest and bouncing my grandson on my knee I was heading off to Fort Connor to help this battered young man in any way possible.
I knew the minute I met the young man either T&T or I would adopt him. Even being a battered and bruised mass of human flesh, he was polite and courteous. Doc even admitted he was amazed at the attitude of his young patient. It would be months before he could be released from Medical and the Chaplain would have a major task in repairing his mind from this ordeal.
Asking General Masters if there was somewhere I could be billeted for a prolonged stay without hesitation he answered: "My guest bedroom! Your luggage has already been taken there. It is yours for as long as you want."
After enjoying another wonderful Fort Connor dinner and being greeted by so many of my old friends I now had to face a moment and hope my sons can rise to the challenge. Opening my laptop I asked OPS for a secure video conference with my sons. Within minutes T&T were on my screen wanting to know how I was feeling. So long as you are at Fort Connor, please have doc give you a complete physical. OK, OK, enough about me!
Asking my sons to sit down and pour themselves a double scotch, neat... we needed to have a discussion and reach a monumental decision. As they relaxed in the comfortable chairs of the Penthouse Great Room I saw the shock on their face as I informed them either the two of them were adopting this young man or I was. If I adopted him I knew the Generals or POTUS would give him a great home after I was gone but I hoped T&T could see to share their abundance of love with this battered and orphaned young man.
T&T were in tears as they asked how I could even consider them being so callous and insensitive to turn away such a wonderful young man. Plan on us joining you this weekend so we can meet this fantastic young man we have been hearing so much about.
Now close your laptop and go see Doc and schedule your physical or our next call with be to General Masters to have 1st Sergeant Monster escort you to medical.
"I yield, I yield... NOT MONSTER!!! As I smiled at my two sons which I loved every day of my life.
Doc smiled at me as he joined us at breakfast commenting your physical is scheduled to begin at 0900 hours. DON'T BE LATE! Damn, the camp grapevine was bad enough but this imp mafia is a power to be reckoned with.
Our young patient smiled as Doc admitted me to the adjoining bed in his room. He commented he had been told I was the one responsible for saving his life. If they didn't have all these tubes attached to his body he'd give me a big hug. Just the thought assured me T&T and I had made the right decision.
Damn, I had forgotten how long Doc's fingers were. He then drew enough blood to indeed reassure everyone on base of his potential for being a vampire. If the upper GI wasn't bad enough the barium enema for the lower GI was both embarrassing and mighty uncomfortable. Holding a barium enema as it flows up ones guts is not the most enjoyable experience to have in life.
Doc CAT scanned my chest and gut and then did an MRI of my head. I learned quickly that T&T had conspired with Doc and this would be the physical of all physicals. At least I had plenty of time to meet and commiserate with the soon to be addition to our family.
Friday night arrived and I was surprised to see T&T wearing big smiles as they walked into medical holding the arms of Luke. Luke ran to me, jumped into my bed and smothered me with kisses. He missed his grandfather and when would I be coming home.
"As soon as our demonic doctor paroles me from this hellish nightmare!" And, I said it loud enough for Doc to hear every word.
Asking T&T and Luke to join me as we met my new friend and roomie they told me Doc won't let you out of bed unless you are in a wheelchair. (Damn, I will get even!) Helping me into a robe and putting me in a wheelchair I asked Doc if there was any chance my new friend could get paroled to join me in a trip around Fort Connor. Doc had staff assist him into a wheelchair and make sure there were enough fluids in his IV bags to last during his parole.
We must have looked like some sight as T&T pushed two wheelchairs around Fort Connor as Luke sat on my lap with his arms around my neck. Asking if I could go to the Chapel, I wanted to say a prayer and give thanks to God for all the years Jeremy was allowed to be my partner.
Returning to Medical and getting our young friend settled back in bed I commented we have been kinda deceptive. We know what happened between you, your parents and your family. We had them terminate their parental rights so we can legally adopt you and have you become part of our family. It took a few minutes for our words to register and a flood of tears streamed forth knowing he was loved and no longer alone in the world.
Our young innocent son announced to the world a resounding YES when we asked him if he wanted to become part of our family. The entire Medical Staff knew something important had happened and the life of this young imp would be forever changed.
We both needed to rest after our long excursion and frankly I didn't realized how exhausted I was. Yes, my age was creeping up on me and stepping down from the day to day operation of the Worthington Empire was obvious... "The handwriting was on the wall!"
Quietly informing T&T to have the attorneys draw up the papers to assign you my proxy for my voting stock of Worthington Industries, I'll attend the next board meeting and announce my stepping down and your being appointed as the Co-Chairman of the Board. Let me clean out a few personal effects from my office and have Jeremy effects boxed from his and you two can have the magnificent office suite which Yuuto designed. You just have to determine which of you will be the CEO and the other the CFO of the Worthington Empire. My will designates my stock portfolio being passed onto you two with the provision it is never to leave the control of our family. My will contains more than adequate financial arrangements for Luke's educations and I'll ad a codicil to make sure our newest addition also will have the finest education. Also, FYI... Jeremy's Will put a large amount of his money into a trust to assure the Vance's they will have adequate resources to provide for the refuge they have created for gay mountain boys.
I have but one personal request, when the adoption is finalized please change our young additions name to John Worthington II. Luke couldn't understand why his fathers were crying profusely. He hugged them and kissed them and told them how much he loved them for giving him a family. "How about we give you a `baby brother'?" Luke's scream of Joy brought the staff running to find out what was happening. Assuring them Luke just found how he was getting a brother the entire staff was elated at the wonderful news. This young orphan who had endured so much pain and rejection in his life deserved a wonderful family.
Luke and John Worthington, the second generation of imps to have these names, would indeed be the future of Worthington Industries and provide world peace through their support of our men in uniform.
A few days later Doc met with me in his office and shared the grim results of my physical. Doc was emotional as he told me there was little he could do, the years had just taken their toll and my body was ready to join Jeremy in heaven. I asked Doc to keep me alive long enough to see John's adoption finalized and for him to be part of our Worthington Family.
Doc rationed my Scotch and Brandy... absolutely forbidding any moonshine. No jet setting and to tell POTUS you were retiring as his Ambassador-at-Large due to health concerns. Finally, the day arrived when the courts signed off on John's adoption as a member of the Worthington Family. I had lived long enough to see this wonderful young man bond with his now brother Luke. I felt I had fulfilled my destiny and it was time to join my loving partner in eternal life.
T&T wrapped their arms around me as I held the hands of my grandsons I closed my eyes and went to my eternal rest. My grandsons were surprised as a glowing light appeared in the room and a beautiful lady in a glowing white gown entered, took my hand and led me to my eternal peace. I now joined my partner in eternal life and the many Worthingtons that proceeded me. Most of all I was blessed with the greatest mother any imp could have. Mama Bear was loved by us all.
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