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“Did you contact him?”

“No, he doesn’t really handle assignments, does he?”

“Did anyone talk to you about possible assignment locations?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Do you have any preferences if they ask?”

Rave jumped in, “Here.”

“You are?” The woman asked, looking at Rave.

“I’m her fiancé.”

Sylvie and Red’s eyes flew open. “No, no he isn’t,” Sylvie responded.

“Babe,” Rave looked at Sylvie, “you hit your head.” Turning toward the personnel rep he added, “it was recent. Doc said she may have some holes.”

Following his teammate’s lead, Red nodded in agreement.

“Well, unless you’re married the military doesn’t recognize it. Which means your duty location doesn’t have to be accounted for.”

“But there are options here.”

“Maybe.”

“So, when does ‘maybe’ become actual options?” Sylvie asked.

“I’ll work with Retention and see what’s available. Let me get your contact number and I’ll call.”

Sylvie wrote down her number, “that’s it?”

“I’ll probably talk with your lawyer as well, but yeah.”

Rave wasout of his seat and pulling Sylvie out of the office. They went back to her room to help her get her stuff. Rave grabbed the duffel bag out of the closet. Sylvie reached for it. He handed it to Red and they went to work gathering and packing. They were done in minutes; she didn’t have that much unpacked; just some toiletries and the clothes Genie had bought. Red took point, Rave put his hand on Sylvie’s back, slung her bag over his shoulder and escorted her out.

Rave helped her into the Jeep, Red jumped into the back with Sylvie’s bag. “Where to?” Red asked as Rave got behind the wheel.

“My place.”

“I can’t stay with you,” Sylvie said bluntly.

“Well, you’re not staying with anyone else,” Rave motioned back toward Red meaning his team.

“Why should I stay with you?”

“We’re engaged,” he smiled at her.

“What if I’m Catholic?”

“I have a spare room.” He answered smoothly as he reversed out of the parking spot and headed for the exit.

Not able to turn around, Sylvie reached back and touched Red on the leg, “Does he always have an answer?”

“He’s kind of annoying that way.” Red answered.

“We could just get married. Then no need for a spare room, no worries about assignment preferences. Seems like a win-win,” Rave kept at her.

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