"I believe you're hoping, yeah."
"Can you wait a while longer for an answer, Paul?"
He smiled and held her close, unworried about observers for a moment. "Jen, I can wait. No problem."
Her voice was slightly muffled against his shoulder. "What happened to the fear of losing me?"
"I'm not afraid anymore, Jen. You stuck with me through this, and like you said you came back."
"Oh, great." Jen pulled back a bit and glared up at him. "So now you're complacent and confident."
"That's not how I meant it."
"Let's see. You've alienated my father, and now you've told me you feel secure in taking me for granted. What's next? Are you going to go for three and ask me if I've gained weight recently?"
"No! I meant — "
"It's not like I've been all that wonderful to begin with."
"Jen, that's not true. You've been fine."
" Fine? I've been fine?"
"No! That's not what I meant to say. You've been great. Wonderful. The greatest, most wonderful — "
"Too late. That's strike three. If this was a baseball game you'd be out."
"It's not a baseball game. It's real life. No, it's not real life. It's the Navy. Different rules."
Jen grinned. "Very different rules. When you make admiral, I'm going to take credit."
"I'll never make admiral at the rate I'm going. I'm beginning to wonder about making full lieutenant."
"You'll make it. Just try to stay away from courts-martial from now on." The quarterdeck of the USS Michaelson loomed ahead. "I know you need to get back aboard."
"Yeah. Duty calls."
"Does it ever stop calling?" She leaned closer and smiled. "I can't kiss you with the quarterdeck of your ship watching us, but I can tell you I'm proud of you. Like dad said, you did a good job."
"Thanks, Jen. See you tomorrow?"
"Count on it. And stay out of courts-martial!"
She waved and walked rapidly toward where the USS Maury was docked. Paul watched for a moment, then walked toward the quarterdeck of the Michaelson. Stay out of courts-martial? It's not like I've ever sought them out. He saluted the national flag, saluted the officer of the deck, and requested permission to come aboard.
Kris Denaldo returned the salute. "I'm glad you're back. Ensign Gabriel wants to hand over the duty to you, you've got a message to see the captain as soon as possible, Lieutenant Kilgary says you've got the 0400 quarterdeck watch, and Commander Garcia, Lieutenant Bristol, Chief Imari and Petty Officer Sharpe are all looking for you."
Paul found himself laughing. Life in the Space Navy's back to normal. I wonder how long that'll last this time?
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