GI JOE Porn Story: Going Home Is Never Easy Chapter 2

Disclaimer:
Please note I do not own any characters in this work of fan fiction.
Any reference to any person alive or dead is purely coincidental.

Note: toumastrata1
mentioned that Lowlights sister was named Una. At the creation of
this story, I did not have that information available. So I used
creative licensing to fill in those various different gray areas.
For sake of continuity of this story, Im going to keep his
sisters name Mary.

Thanks,

Malkavius30

0000
Friday

It
was about midnight when Lowlights plane finally touched down in
Williston, ND. As he suspected, no one was at the airport to meet
him. Didnt matter. He didnt want anybody to know he was home
yet. After picking up his rental SUV, Lowlight, made the hour long
drive to his hometown, Crosby, ND. For most of the drive up highway
85, it was quiet but he didnt mind the peaceful night. It was
relaxing and helped him focus on dealing with what lied ahead. About
a mile or two after turning onto Route 5, a patrol car broke pulled
up behind his SUV and flashed its lights. Lowlight shook his head
as he pulled over.

Hello
sir, can I see your license and proof insurance. Said the officer.

Without
saying a word, Lowlight produced his drivers license and copy of his
rental papers. He looked at the badge and noticed the words Divide
County Sheriffs Department. Great, a deputy dog., he thought to
himself.

The
deputy looked at the license and walked back to his cruiser.
Lowlight chuckled as he remembered he gave the deputy a Georgia
license. When Lowlight joined GI Joe, he took up residency in
Georgia, not too far from Beach Head. When the deputy made his
return, he shown his light in Lowlights face. Mr. MacBride,
may I ask where you headed this at this late hour?

Personal
business., said Lowlight trying to block the light with his hand.

I
see. Mr. MacBride, do you have any firearms or explosives on your
person or with in the vehicle? Lowlight fought back the urge to
say something smart, but decided to play this cool. Just my
hunting rifle and ammo sir. Okay that was a lie. He had other
toys stowed away, but he didnt want some wet behind the ear deputy
to find them. He could picture Hawks anger as he read in the
headlines about some deputy dog getting blown up for rummaging
through a Joes pack.

Sir,
would you mind stepping out of the vehicle. Lowlight complied
with the request, grudgingly.

Whats
the problem Deputy, and would you mind taking that flashlight out of
my eyes?, Lowlight asked.

Just
a normal sobriety check sir., Lowlight could tell the deputy was
lying just by the tone in his voice. I saw you weaving back there
and was making sure youre fit to drive. Did you have anything to
drink sir?

No,
replied Lowlight in deep voice. Listen Deputy, Im sober, and I
have not broken any laws, and my vehicle is in tact and I still have
a few miles to go to my destination and I am getting tired of that
light in my eyes. If your not going to arrest me, at least let me be
on my way?

The
deputy look him over and thought about it for a second. Alright,
Mr. MacBride. I guess we can let you go, but be warned, we will be
watching you.

Im
sure you will., Lowlight muttered to himself as he pulled back on
the highway.

0145
AM

Lowlight
arrived at the Wagon Wheel Motel on the outskirts of Crosby. As he
checked in, he had to remind himself that hes stayed in worse
places, like Sierra Gorda. Well at least the room and bed sheets
were clean. The air conditioner squeaked a bit, but nothing he
couldnt deal with. At least the bath tub didnt have
cockroaches. After he stowed his gear, he rested on the bed and
waited for daylight. In his mind, memories from the past surfaced.
How long has it been since he left this town. How will his Ma
respond to his reappearance. How will the rest of the family deal
with him being back. The last time he left Crosby, it wasnt on
the best of terms. So many questions, so little answers. Lowlight
wished he could dial up Psyche-Out and have a pow-wow session with
him, but its too late and this was something Lowlight had to deal
with by himself. Just like the time his brothers Brian & Charlie
made him hunt rats in that old junk yard at night. How he hated them
for it, but in the end it made him a better man. No longer was he
afraid of the night, now he was the master of it.

0645
AM

After
a quick shower and shave, Lowlight headed into town for morning chow.
It was 15 years since he left this town. He doubts anybody would
still remember him. As he entered a restaurant called the Hen House,
and noticed only a few familiar faces, but they were too engrossed in
their own private conversations to acknowledge him. He found a small
table against the wall and watched as this world unfold. At one side
of the restaurant he noticed a few farmers sitting around talking
about the weather, crops, hunting seasons and politics. At another
part of the dinner, he noticed truck drivers talking about road
conditions, best places to eat, and certain lot lizards. A cute
blonde haired waitress in a pink uniform walks over and asked
Lowlight if hed like anything to eat. He could see her name tag
said Alice and he smiled. In a few minutes shes brought him a
plate of scrambled eggs, some bacon and another refill on coffee.

Your
not from around here are you?, she asked.

What
makes you think that., he replies.

Well
for one, you had to look at the menu to place your order, two, you
drive a SUV with out of state plates, and three… Your too cute to
be from here.

That
last statement caught Lowlight by surprise and caused him to spew his
coffee all over himself. Alice brought him a dish towel as he tried
to clean himself up. As she walked away, he could hear her say she
that she got off at 2 and if he was lucky, he could get off as well.
Lowlight decided it was time to pay up and clear out while he still
could. As he started to get up, someone stopped him and sat down.
Whats your rush. The coffee is good here, why not have another
cup. As he turned, Lowlight saw a stocky man with black hair and
hints of gray along the side. He also had a thick black handlebar
mustache, and tan uniform with a sheriffs badge. He flashed an
insincere smile at Lowlight as he invited him to stay.

You
know this morning, one of my deputies called in an id check on a
Cooper MacBride from Georgia. Now, I once arrested a Cooper MacBride
for shooting a man years ago. I had to see if it was the same
killer. Low and behold, what do I find? I was right. Dont you
love lifes little surprises., smiled the wily Sheriff.

Get
to the point Gilley., said Lowlight snarled.

Uh,
Thats Sheriff Jack Gilley to you, soldier boy. So watch yourself,
or you will be in a cell next to your brother Tommy.

Lowlight
face changed to surprise.

Oh
you didnt know? Little Tommy was busted for making meth a few
days ago. Right now, hes sitting in the county lock up awaiting
trial. I must say, it doesnt look good for your little
homecoming. Mamma on her death bed, baby brother in jail. Whats
next Coop?” He paused and looked at him with a fake oily grin.
“Guess we will have to wait and see. Well I have rounds to
make, Ill keep an eye out for you. He said as he got up and
left.

I bet you will., said Lowlight quietly. “I bet you will.”