ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES
Chapter 180 – Their First Alert
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PRIMARY CHARACTERS:
A. Robert Harriman: Grandfather of Robert Harriman and Patriarch of the Harriman Family
Abraham Lincoln Washington: Six Star General of the Armies – Tactical Alpha Zulu 69
Adam John Clark: Colonel, U.S. Army – Adopted Son of Amos Vance & Michael "Allen" Roberts
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
Akecheta "Ake" Bidzel: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States (Commanding General – Administration)
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
Allen Robert Harriman: Adopted son of Robert Adrian Harriman and Adam John Clark
Ambrose Abbott: Colonel, U.S. Army - Protector for Johann Emmanuel & Piero Bianchi
Amell Scholz: Aide and former lover of Cardinal Dominic
Amos Vance: One of the Van Family Cousins from West Virginia
Andrew & Jeremy Allen: Adopted sons of Mason Allen and Jason Vance
Anthony "Tony" Darling: Colonel – U.S. Army – Head of Security for the Harriman imps
Anthony Ashanti: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States (Commanding General – Tactical)
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
Arkyn Erling: Brigadier (1 Star) General, U.S. Army – Partner of Enapay Perez
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)
Darnel Trevon: Colonel, U.S. Marines – Protector for Win Thorp & Piero Bianchi
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
Enapay Perez: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States (Commanding General – Administration)
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
Johann Emmanuel: Adopted son of Cardinal Dominic
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 Marzilli: Captain, U.S. Army – Protector of Sebastian Perez
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
Matthew Bradly: Brigadier (1 Star) General, U.S. Army – Protector of Taylor Tyler Worthington
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
Piero "Peter" Bianchi: Son of the Grand Master of the Knights Templar
Piero Bianchi: Son of the Grand Master of the Knights Templar
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 Adrian Harriman: Colonel, U.S. Army - Partner of Adam John Clark
Robert Allen Gregory, Four Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Robert Amos Harriman: Adopted son of Robert Adrian Harriman and Adam John Clark
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"
Sebastian Guerrero: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States (Commanding General – Tactical)
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 John Roberts: Captain – U.S. Army – Protector and in loco parentis for the Harriman imps
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
Winthrop Thorp III: Adopted son of Generals Perez and Guerrero
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 soon as OPS announced the alert, security came running into our Penthouse, grabbing a sleeping imps and quickly locking us all down in the Panic Room. Posting two men with automatic rifles at the door to the Panic Room, the balance of the men rushed to join their "brothers" who were under heavy fire.
By now the Washington Metro Police had learned when they responded to any request from the Marriott, S.W.A.T. was immediately dispatched in addition to the closest patrol cars. The private executive entrance to the Marriott was destroyed... blood coated the walls and body parts were littered everywhere. From previous experience, we knew it would be months cleaning and repairing the damage and hopefully we could glean information from the autopsy to help prevent further risk to our imps.
We didn't know if this was an attack on the Worthingtons, we Harrimans, or if some hostile force had knowledge of our imps being the grandchildren of POTUS. To say we increased protection on the imps would be an understatement. Yes, T&T got their weekend to spoil our imps and we had enough members of Executive Services on duty that even the bell hops and room service got a strip search before they were allowed in the Penthouse with our imps.
(We were surprised at the number of our security detail that were dating Marriott employees after this weekend. Yes, people fall in love in some of the strangest ways.)
T&T weren't happy when we told them our imps were restricted to their Penthouse until you are ready to return them to their fathers. As the boxes began to arrive the next week we knew T&T and our imps did a lot of online shopping. We fathers never saw our imps happier than when they were tearing open a new box to see what it contained. We felt they had an inventory in their brain of what was ordered and they checked off each item as it was received. We told our imps to get their sexy asses down to Uncle T&T and thank them for all the gifts. Two blushing imps raced out of our Penthouse and down the hall to start pounding on the Penthouse door of T&T. Jumping into their arms, they gave T&T a hug and kiss along with a list of what had been received today. Finally, after two weeks the packages stopped from this "shopping excursion". We fathers knew this may be their first episode of online shopping, but it definitely wouldn't be the last.
Finally, when Worthington Intelligence and Harriman Intelligence admitted they couldn't find a lick between the hostiles killed and any subversive group... we knew we had to broach the subject with POTUS. Requesting a face-to-face with POTUS he knew what we would be asking. Understanding the need to READ both intelligence groups in on him being the grandfather of the imps he asked we limit the information and ask they people who we gave the information to be most discrete. For himself, he didn't care about the Washington Gossip but he didn't want to ruin the future for our imps. We asked POTUS to cautiously READ the government intelligence agencies in also and see if the additional information helps anyone to determine WHO and WHY our imps are in danger.
Within hours of each other the FBI Intelligence, Worthington Intelligence and Harriman Intelligence reached the same conclusion. The hostile force behind the Penthouse attack on our imps was the Philippine Liberation Army (PLA). They had been attempting for years to get the United States to back their takeover of the Philippine Government. Now, they hoped by kidnapping the imps they could leverage POTUS to back their governmental takeover.
POTUS was as angry as anyone had ever seen him. The PLA had just signed their death warrant and America would provide any and all support the elected government needed regardless of how corrupt it was. No one would dictate policy to the United States by threatening our children!
POTUS directive to the CIA was clear and decisive... Eliminate the PLA from the face of the earth. (Easier said than done.) They were hidden in a vast expanse of jungle and were highly skeptical of anyone joining their revolt. It would take time and millions of US dollars to get someone on the inside and high enough for us to cut off the head of this "snake". Until that could be accomplished our imps for all intent were in "Prison" even if it had fantastic food and every convenience known to man. Our imps missed playing with imps their own age and we fathers made the decision to relocate them to Camp Phoenix sooner than planned.
We fathers requested a family meeting after our evening meal and the imps weren't overly happy about missing their input and their favorite TV and staying current on their cartoon heroes. Advising our imps, we fathers were concerned about their safety and we would be having their protectors move with them to a secure Army camp called Fort Connor. It is on an island and only accessible by air or by a boat. It is as secure as the White House and the men love having imps to spoil. And, they have 10 (11 counting Ares) War Dogs which you can have for "puppy duty" and I'm certain one or more of them will be happy to join you in bed at night.
We fathers have to stay and work in addition to trying to eliminate the threat to your lives. The imps rushed into our arms and apologized for bringing any threat into our lives. We assured our imps it wasn't their fault and frankly this isn't the first time or the last time someone will try to kill one or more of us. It is the risk of being a Worthington or a Harriman. None of us adults want either of you two precious imps ever hurt.
Two somber imps who had been crying all night walked out of the Penthouse in the arms of their Protectors to a massive motorcade which escorted them to the gates of Andrews Air Force Base. As they boarded one of the older Executive Jets with anti-missile technology, we fathers felt safe with them relocating to Fort Connor by air.
As their Captains were welcomed back by base Security, they were advised we all needed to check in with Medical before we could have free access to the base. Also, our Generals want to meet our new imps, so if you have the time after medical... (Please and Thank You!)
Our Protectors were in shock at the transformation of Doc when it came to the imps. Why couldn't he have been this kind to them when he had them bent over the exam table and giving them the worse shot in their life. Doc thanked us for our blood and only commented our Generals were waiting to meet two such special imps.
The Generals had advised their staff at their morning meeting of the arrival of our two new imps and that their lives were at risk. As soon as I know where they will be billeted we will work out permanent security for these two special imps.
The Generals stopped what they were doing and warmly greeted our imps. Both of the Generals loved the hugs and kisses they received from our imps and only commented how they missed such affection. Most imps are terrified of us. Asking our imps if they would be kind enough to wait outside, they needed to talk with our Protectors.
The imps were getting used to adults talking about them behind their backs and walked out as the door was closed behind them. Asking our Protectors... "You've seen the facilities we have at Fort Connor so where do you want to billet the imps?" Advising the Generals the imps wanted to be around imps their own age so if there is space in the imps bunker it would be our first choice.
Advising maintenance to deliver the imps personal belonging to the imps bunker our imps would quickly learn it is their new home away from home. Our imps quickly made friends with other imps at Fort Connor and within the first month I was snapping pictures of our naked imps hanging from the flag poles at Fort Connor as the Sun rose for the day. As I sent the pic file to the fathers and grandfathers (including POTUS) we only received the comment they saw their imps were well adjusting to life at Fort Connor.
After the first week we knew we had a major problem. When we heard OPS issue the now infamous: ALERT, ALERT... LOW FLYING MISSILE FLYING AT SUPERSCONIC SPEED DETECTED. IMPACT IN 45 SECONDS. ALL PERSONNEL TAKE COVER!
The blast that accompanied the missile rocked every building of Fort Connor. The only building not requiring immediate maintenance was the Chapel, it was unscathed. We all knew Roger was looking over us this day. Unfortunately, as our two protectors threw our imps to the ground and covered them with their bodies... the explosion ended their lives. Both imps received head injuries because of the severity of the blast and Doc and his staff put in a 24 hour straight shift treating all the injuries.
As POTUS couldn't get any answers out of the Generals and Doc refused to be interrupted as he was treating patient... POTUS overruled his Secret Service and ordered up a Jet and was on his way for Fort Connor on Air Force One. As OPS announced Air Force One was requesting permission to land the men on base not injured went into high security mode.
As POTUS deplaned the Generals told him this isn't safe enough to have you on base. Telling HIS Generals this was HIS base and he would determine the risk it was to his life. "Now take me to medical, I want to know the condition of our imps!"
As POTUS walked into the imps room he was in tears. Both imps were unconscious with no apparent external injury. The attached monitors only showed information a doctor could read and all the doctors were busy with injured soldiers. Asking the charge nurse to evaluate the monitors for him, he was advised only a doctor could do that for him.
POTUS lost it... "I am your Commander-in-Chief and when I give you an order and I expect it to be followed... now tell me what those damn monitors are saying!" Reluctantly, the Charge nurse gave POTUS his limited interpretations of the information on the monitor. The imps suffered a severe concussion, and we won't know until they regain consciousness what if any permanent damage was sustained.
As Doc was passing by the room as POTUS was intimidating his nursing director, he walked in and excused the nurse. "MY OFFICE, NOW!" As POTUS and Doc glared at each other as his office door closed. "How dare you attempt to intimidate my staff. This is my medical and unless you have relieved me of my medical responsibilities everyone will follow my directives and protocols. That includes you Mr. President. Your imps are stable and I would have been advised in any change in their condition. I was needed elsewhere to treat injured soldiers and your arrival at Fort Connor just "muddies the water" and puts undue pressure on everyone on base. The best thing you can do to help your imps is to get back into your jet and return to Washington! One thing is for certain: GET OUT OF MY MEDICAL, NOW!"
No one in the military could talk to POTUS like Doc had and remain in the military. POTUS knew he had "gone off the reservation" and was an out of control Grandfather not the President of the United States. As he exited Medical, he asked the Generals to advise his pilots he would be leaving for Washington as soon as they were ready. Heading to the Chapel, POTUS got on his knees and prayed to God to protect his grandsons. They are innocents and should not pay for my decisions. Roger heard the prayer of POTUS and as the spirit of God descended upon Medical the imps stirred from their concussion. POTUS's com went off and Doc advised him the imps are conscious. So long as you are already on base, I'll give you five minutes with them and not one minute longer.
Rushing back to Medical, POTUS thanked Doc and tried to compose himself as he entered the imps room. Both imps were surprised to see POTUS and he informed them their fathers and grandfathers would be visiting later. As he hugged and kissed each imp, he apologized for having to return to Washington. Do what that old curmudgeon of a Doctor asks of you and you'll be out of here soon. (It would be up to the Chaplain to deal with the trauma when the imps learn their Protectors gave their lives for them.)
SecDef immediately informed the Fathers and Grandfathers when he learned of the injury to our imps and the deaths of their protectors. He wasn't aware POTUS was in the air and causing all the concerns at Fort Connor. The family was aghast when they learned they couldn't get clearance to enter the air space around Fort Connor because it was restricted until Air Force One clears the space. The family could only imagine what a distraught grandfather with the power of POTUS would be reeking havoc on Fort Connor.
Finally, Air Force One cleared the air space and we fathers had priority clearance for takeoff. As we were meeting with Doc and trying to understand his medical plan to evaluate our imps POTUS was back in Washington wanting BLOOD!
His first contact was with our HR Dream Team and he made it clear and simple. "Don't ask any questions but I want the files on new candidates for two protectors on my desk with my morning coffee!" DISCONNECT!
POTUS then requested the Beast and to advise the CIA Director he was on his way and to expect his arrival. As he entered the inner sanctum of the CIA, POTUS quietly commented he wanted the best minds you have in a secure conference room NOW!
POTUS made it clear and simple... he wanted a game plan that could be implemented immediately to destroy the PLA without involving the Philippine government. You have 24 hours and I expect it to be a plan that works. I expect all of you overpaid members of the brain trust to earn your money. I'll be back at 0900 hours tomorrow for your recommendation.
The Generals at Fort Connor advised the family upon arrival of the death of their son's protectors. They died protecting your sons which was their assignment. Where the hostiles got a supersonic missile is a job for people who make more money than us. 45 seconds is not enough time to secure the base and get imps into their bunker. Worthington techs are airborne and will be adjusting our equipment to provide for a faster response at a longer range and faster flight path.
As Luke had informed the Commanding Generals at Fort Connor, he needed every scrap of the missile that survived after detonation. Within 24 hours the brain trust at Worthington gave Luke the bad news... the missile is ours... not the United States but Worthingtons! Few men have ever seen Luke this hostile and asked for his head of Security in his office immediately!
Luke spoke clearly and calmly. Everyone who has access to these missiles is a suspect for TREASON! Take as many men as you need, and everyone is under suspicion until they are cleared. Place them in "confinement" within our facility. I want the guilty party's balls in a jar on my desk. Do whatever you need to do but find and eliminate the party that sold these missiles to the PLA. You might allow our War Dogs to escort the guilty party to confinement.
As soon as the R&D Office was secure, Luke turned to his brain trust and admitted somehow hostiles had obtained one or more of our missiles. They are being used against AMERICAN TROOPS and we need to find a weakness we can utilize to protect our soldiers. If any of you know a way to destroy these missile after they are launched I want you in my office NOW!
Giving Worthington Security total access to the R&D facility Luke ordered a detailed inventory of every missile we had in storage and a review of any missiles that had left the facility in the past six months. The manager of the facility (who is now unemployed) was shocked when Security advised four of the storage containers for the missiles were empty. The hostiles could still launch three more missiles at Fort Connor.
Within an hour one of the members of his brain trust gave Luke a method to destroy the missile while it was in flight. It is one of the bugs we were working on eliminating but it does exist and gives us a method to destroy the missile. Luke passed the information onto his maintenance team at Fort Connor and onto OPS to use if they had another inbound missile.
Worthington Security announced to Luke they had found the culprit that had access to all four missiles and he was barricaded in his office. As Security breeched his office the man put his pistol to his head and pulled the trigger. Luke didn't feel any loss other than not being able to obtain additional information so he could protect the imps.
At Fort Connor the fathers requested to be billeted with their sons in the imps bunker. The Grandfathers would be billeted in one of the VIP suites and the imps needed the security of their fathers for a few days. Little did anyone know a grown imp by the name of Roger descended upon Fort Connor and in a dream gave our imps the bad news about the deaths of their protectors. Roger assured our imps he had personally escorted them to the Gates of Heaven and watched as St. Peter escorted them to their eternal rest.
The imps rose early and cleaned up and put on new black BDUs and headed out before their fathers were awake for the day. Security was present and escorted the imps to the Chapel. They gave thanks to God for their protectors they loved and thanked him for allowing their protectors their eternal rest in Heaven.
Our ever stealthy Chaplain knew this was the moment to get the imps to open up and accept the deaths of their protectors. The imps knew anyone around them was at risk of their lives. The imps buried themselves in schoolwork and retreated to their bunker at all other times. They were the first in line at meal times and were the first out before anyone else had finished their meal. They emphatically told their fathers to go back home and back to work. The thought of their fathers dying protecting them terrified the imps more than their death. The fathers reluctantly agreed to return to Washington as soon as Doc gives you both a clean bill of health.
Doc was being Doc and the tests seemed endless. Finally, Doc informed the fathers the imps were back to as normal as any imp can be. You can expect to see their naked bodies hanging from the flagpole in the future, I assure you. Now go back to work and let the imps return to as normal a schedule and life as possible.
POTUS was surprised his morning secure email contained the names of two individuals our HR Dream team recommended for new Protectors. We eliminated any candidates from the Army as after our recent search of Army files we knew no better Army soldiers existed that exceeded the two men you selected.
But, the Army isn't the only branch of military service and the two Marines we are recommending are as good or possibly even better than the two Army protectors you previously selected. Marines had served before as Army Protectors so there was precedent. We have the two men on a jet headed toward Washington with Military Priority, we just need to know where you want them billeted.
Advising our HR Dream Team to billet them at the White House we might as well get the Shock and Awe over and done before we involve the family. You two HR gurus have a reputation for doing the impossible, so I sincerely hope these are two outstanding soldiers worthy of replacing our late brothers-in-arms.
As their plane landed at Andrews they were met by the Military Aide for POTUS, a Lieutenant General who only commented: "With the compliments of the President you are requested to return with me to the White House." POTUS, WHITE HOUSE... What have we gotten into was racing through the minds of our two Marine candidates. The Secret Service escorted them to the third floor residence and assigned them one of the seven vacant bedrooms. Advising our Marines, they may want to change into dress uniforms before they have dinner with POTUS.
Dinner was more of an inquisition with food provided. POTUS was blunt and honest and shocked the hell out of two macho Marines when he asked their sexual preference. The duo figured their career in the Military was over when they both admitted they were gay. POTUS thanked them for their candor and trust.
Advising his guest to get a good night of sleep and we'll continue this discussion in the Oval Office immediately after my morning cabinet meeting. POTUS returned to his office to think over the comments made this evening and to attack the stack of paperwork that always seemed to appear on his desk.
As the two marines sat comfortably in the private third floor Great Room, they both had raging hardon and they both knew the opposite man in the room was also gay. Between the hormones and pheromones both men found themselves quickly naked and in one bedroom. It was an intense brutal fuck which was challenging to keep both men from having screaming orgasms and bringing the Secret Service running into the residence. Suddenly, their balls exploded and they kissed as two old lovers. Basking in the afterglow of a massive orgasm and an Express Train to Nirvana both men quickly hardened and admitted if they enjoyed another fuck they wouldn't be able to get out of bed in the morning. Being a Marine and dedicated to helping a brother in need their talented mouths went into a 69 and within minutes both were flooded with the sweet cream of a Marine. Commenting they should be in separate bedroom when POTUS retired for the night they both hoped this would be the first night of many future nights they would share the pleasure of the other.
0900 hours found them waiting for POTUS to meet with them in the Oval Office. POTUS spent the morning and the majority of the afternoon with the two men. He knew more about them than their parents did. Both men had come out to their parents after they completed Marine Boot Camp. It was no shock to either mother and their fathers were mature enough to know they loved their son regardless of his sexuality.
POTUS dispatched his military liaison to the Marriott Penthouse to invite the fathers and grandfathers for dinner with him at the White House tonight. "Whatever else you had planned, CANCEL IT, because this evening deals with the security of your sons!" We knew the answer: "ATTENDANCE WAS MANDATORY"!
Sitting comfortably in POTUS's Great Room our two Marines stood and snapped to attention when the two Generals (grandfathers) entered the room. As the officers introduced themselves the two Marines were then introduced to the fathers. The fathers played dumb and only commented they had no idea why they had been summoned.
POTUS suddenly appeared and only commented let us enjoy dinner before there is another fire I have to put out. Noting everyone knew each other POTUS announced I want you to meet the two NEW PROTECTORS for your sons. Feel free to ask them any questions you like. I've quizzed them for the last day and a half and your HR Dream Team came through again.
It quickly became apparent POTUS had truly asked every invasive question possible before he presented his selection to us family members. Recommending the marines return with us to the Penthouse so they can feel the "lay of the land" and get to know you fathers and grandfathers better.
As the family waited to leave POTUS quietly informed the family our deceased Protectors will be laid to rest at the new Washington National Cemetery tomorrow. I know the parents would appreciate you attending with me. We need to assure their family their sons did not die in vain. They were truly honorable men and gave their lives to protect our precious imps.
Robert followed the example of Mama Bear and bought up the home mortgage as the bank contact the parents and advised there had been an accounting error and their mortgage was now paid in full. As the parents grew older Robert made certain every need for the parents was provided. What Robert did was not out of feeling guilty it was out of a feeling of love for two men who valued the lives of our imps as much as their family does.
The family was shocked when POTUS appeared for the grave side service and we all offered our condolences and assured the family their sons displayed the highest standard of a professional soldiers and for that we can never thank them enough. Handing each father the Purple Heart and the Silver Star awarded to their son, we assured them the sacrifice of their sons would never be forgotten.
We fathers quickly retreated to our limousine and to the Penthouse to get to know our Marine Protectors better. After an afternoon and evening of inquisition, we agreed with POTUS as to the caliber of men that had been selected. Both men assured us they were aware of the death of their predecessors and they wouldn't hesitate to take a bullet to protect either imp.
We fathers knew it would be a "hard sell" to get our imps to accept new protectors as they so firmly bonded with the men who had died. We advised our protectors that you do have a secret weapon and we suggest you recruit the Chaplain into your conspiracy. If anyone can help the imps to accept you... Arch Bishop Emmanuel is the man!
No one noticed or commented when as we retired for the night our two marines went into the same bedroom. Oh, well... that solves one question we all had in our minds. They would indeed fit in with the men of Alpha Zulu at Fort Connor.
Next on the Agenda was a visit to our Friendly Tailor and one of the most intimate fitting for a new uniform either man had experienced. When they returned to the Penthouse both men were horny as hell and made a direct path to their bedroom as they closed and locked the door. We all have had the experience with our Friendly Tailor so frankly we were kinda envious of our two new additions.
They thought the paperwork was endless as our HR Dream Team processed them to become part of Alpha Zulu. The last piece of paper they had to sign was to resign their commission in the Marines and SecDef would appoint them as Colonels in the United States Army and station them at Fort Connor assigned to Protect our imps.
By Friday night both of our new Protectors were fully processed and had their security clearance for Fort Connor. We invited our two guests to spend the weekend and get out and see the sights of Washington. As soon as you take custody of our imps your lives will change drastically and you'll consider some alone time for a quickie to truly be treasured.
Our protectors thanked us for their hospitality and for some together time in and out of the Penthouse this weekend. They actually enjoyed a couple of days as tourists before we kicked them out on Monday morning to face the reality of Fort Connor.
Security met the Colonels as they deplaned at Fort Connor and informed them "With the Generals compliments you are requested to report to their office". The new protectors had been hanging around with four star generals and POTUS all week so this should be nothing new. They quickly changed their mind the minute they saw the six stars on the shoulders of the two men behind the desk. Being briefed on their mission goals the Generals would ask our two imps to give us the complete tour of Fort Connor. Get settled in your billet and join us at our table for lunch. We'll introduce you to your imps and hopefully this will be a loving relationship. Don't rush it, our imps are very intuitive and if they knew what you had experienced this last week they wouldn't hesitate to tell you to get back on a plane and get the hell out of here. So progress as if you were walking through a mine field because that is exactly what you will be doing.
And, a word to the wise, don't leave your billet without a pocket full of doggie treats!
Stopping by the commissary on the way to our billet, we bought a large box of doggie treats EACH and only wondered when we would be required to share them with a War Dog. I swear, those Wolf Dogs can smell a doggie treat from across the parade grounds. As a huge War dog running full out, stopped as he put his paws on my shoulders and welcomed me to Fort Connor with a multitude of sloppy licks, I knew now is the time to offer up some doggie treats. This was the start of us bribing the War Dogs with doggie treats the entire stay at Fort Connor. We wondered if we could write off Doggie Treats as a business expense on our next tax form.
We were impressed with the quality of food served at Fort Connor. It wasn't as good as what we ate at the Marriott Penthouse but was an improvement over what the White House served. The Generals only commented to make certain to share your feelings with our mess staff. You have no idea of how difficult they are to replace.
Introducing us to our imps the Generals asked if they got the afternoon off of school would the imps give us newbies the grand tour of Fort Connor. DUH... That is a no brainer question!
Walking across the parade grounds on our way to the Chapel our intuitive imps turned to us and ask when were we going to tell them you are our new Protectors... BUSTED!!!
We felt honesty was the only way to answer there question. YES! We are your new protectors and we have just spent the last week being grilled by your family and POTUS. We are stuck with each other and we can be friends or we can just be a "fly on the wall"... out of sight and out of mind. But, we accepted this assignment and we will be your Protectors. How we function is up to you. Now if you two imps will please give us the tour of Fort Connor we really do want to know everything about our new home.
While we were touring the base, our imps started to unwind and admitted to us they were scared because someone was trying to kill them and they had no idea why. We told our imps just to enjoy life and leave us to protect them. It was our full time job 24/7 and we had the President of the United States covering our asses. We just want you to have as normal as life as possible.
As we walked through the memorial garden our imps broke down in tears. Now two of the names which would be remembered in this garden were their protectors who died saving our lives. We held each imp and let them cry. They needed to let it all out and start the healing process.
We consoled each imp and told them we would be their friend for life if they would let us. They knew the sincerity we made was from our hearts and not because they were our duty assignment. Finally, we could help our imps to recover from the tragedy in their lives and we knew a meeting with the Chaplain was a high priority as we wanted to "do no wrong".
When we arrived back at the imps bunker and they invited us into their room... their inner sanctum... their retreat from life and from someone trying to kill them... we knew the trust the imps must have in us to allow us to share their inner being.
The imps spoke next and asked "What do we call you"... "Calling you Colonel all the time is going to get might interesting which one we are talking to."
As we exited the imps bunker and continued our tour we smiled at our two imps and told them we would answer just fine to anything you want to call us that wasn't obscene. There are times at formal functions our complete name and rank is necessary but between us four friend I'm Neal and my partner is Peter.
"Colonel Neal Robertson and Colonel Peter Watson"... we can imagine Peter had quite a few deviations of his name by his school peers. We were named after our Father and his best friend. I'm Robert Harriman and my brother is Allen Harriman... before he could finish his sentence OPS sounded an ALERT and we had another inbound missile headed to Fort Connors.
Peter and I each grabbed an imp and made it in under a minute to the imps bunker as the door close and was sealed. We could hear and feel the missile exploding overhead but it was unable to penetrate the defenses of the bunker. The Generals quietly commented to keep all the imps quiet and inside until the medical team has removed all the injured soldiers to Medical for Doc to treat. Hopefully we didn't lose any men this time. That few extra seconds makes the difference.
Telling our imps to go hit their homework and we would ask the Generals to let you out of school tomorrow to continue the tour. Peter and I had already toured Fort Connor and knew most of the operation but walking the base with the imps and having the opportunity for them to bond with us was priceless. We were in love with our imps and I would kill without hesitation anyone who threatened MY IMPS!
TO BE CONTINUED...
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