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White noise mingled with Major Beckett’s voice as he reeled off the mission, but I also couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that this call might lead to the end of my marriage. When I hung up, I looked up at Brianna.
“I’m being deployed in two days,” I said, knowing those were the last words she wanted to hear.
“You just got back! How is this fair, David? I say goodbye to you more than I love you at this point because you’re always leaving!” Brianna cried, her shaky hand covering her mouth as she tried to pull herself together.
Pain gripped my chest, and all I wanted to do was hold her in my arms. She would’ve pushed me away, though.
“I can’t deny orders, Bri. Maybe this mission won’t last as long,” I told her, not knowing what to say to make her feel better.
“You always say that! But you’ll be gone for months, and I’ll be alone for months. I barely feel married anymore,” Brianna said as a few tears streaked down her cheeks.
Those words hurt more than any bullet I had ever taken. I released a sharp exhale and rubbed my temples, attempting to clear the noise out of my head. It was hard to think straight!
“I’m sorry,” I said. “I didn’t expect this to happen.”
Brianna sniffled and hastily wiped her tears away.
“Where are they sending you now?” she asked.
“Some place called Vlasica. I think it’s somewhere in Eastern Europe. They’re in the midst of a civil war, and we’re being sent to help the rebels overthrow their dictator,” I explained, at least wanting her to know that I was leaving to do some good.
To my surprise, an intrigued look breaks across her face.
“Really? Vlasica?” Brianna asked. “They mainly speak Vlasic. English is rare in most parts.”
“That’ll just make our job that much more complicated,” I sighed. She still had a spark in her eye, though. “What?”
“I know Vlasic,” Brianna told me. “It’s one of the Slavic languages that I know.”
It soon dawned on me what she was insinuating.
“I can’t take you to Vlasica with me. They’re in a civil war! There’s violence and destruction all over,” I said with a firm shake of my head. I refused to risk my wife’s safety.
Brianna crossed her arms over her chest in a defiant manner. The way she usually did when I knew not to argue with her.
“David, our marriage has been suffering for a while now. All I want to do is be with my husband more, and this is a great opportunity for both of us. We’ll be together, and I can help! I can be your translator,” Brianna argued. Her face then softened. “I know I’ll be safe with you.”
Damn it, she was right. I would keep her safe, and the guys would help me without question. Having a translator would help us a lot too, especially when talking to the rebels about battle strategy.
“Are you sure? There’s no turning back once I get clearance from my superior,” I asked her.
Brianna smiled and nodded.
“I’m sure. This is what I want,” she assured me.
The thought of her coming into battle with me scared the hell out of me, but we would finally get to be together. She wouldn’t feel neglected, and we could fix our marriage. Because if I didn’t let her come along, I feared that would be the end for us.
“Pack your bags. We’re going to Vlasica.”
Chapter3
Brianna
Iwas officially a military translator! Temporarily.
Still, David’s superior cleared me to join David and his unit on this mission, and I was beyond the moon that we wouldn’t be apart again for another few months. We were finally on the way to the airport now to meet up with his unit.
But I also knew the possible consequences of my decision.