GI JOE Porn Story: Going Home Is Never Easy Chapter 1

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.

Darkness. My friend, my solitude.
It is where I feel most comfortable and where I do my best work. As
a child I was afraid of the dark, the boogie man and all things that
was in it. Now things are different. I overcame my fear, Im much
older, and you guessed it, the boogie man is now afraid of me.

Ft. Benning GA

Army Marksman Unit

1015

Specialist Cooper MacBride is out in
the training field with a unit of cherry sniper wannabees when his
pager goes off. He looks at the number. Must be important to page
him out here. With a swift nod, another sergeant takes over. Cooper
walks over to a clearing and pulls out his cell. A familiar southern
voice was on the other end.

Lowlight, Beach here. Its your
Ma…

1030

Lowlight arrives at Rangers main
administrative offices by Humvee. He walks in past various ranks
doing assorted desk duties and such. The office he was looking for
was not far. A young corporal stepped forward and attempted to
disarm his sniper rifle, but Lowlight just glared at him.

Corprl, you aint gonna get
that sniper rifle from em with out a serious fight. Better give it
up. Came a familiar southern drawl. It belonged to Ranger PT
Drill Instructor and GI Joe team member, Wayne Sneeden, code name
Beach Head. Might as well get in here, Coop so I can give you all
the details.

Lowlight took a seat while Beach
poured him some coffee in a mug that said Luv a Ranger with a
big heart. Lowlight looked strangely at the mug and Beach said,
Ignore the markings, I got it as a Valentines gift from a friend.
They both took sips of their coffee, and Beach Head explained the
situation.

A call came in this morning to the
PIT switch board asking for you, from a woman claiming to be your
sister. She said her name was Mary and your Ma was dying. Since you
were in the field out here, Hawk felt the news would be better coming
from me, than someone like Flint. Hawk has also approved the time
off and well have travel services set you up with a plane ticket
home…

Im not going…, said
Lowlight interupted.
Beach Head tilted his head. Why the hell
not.

There is nothing for me back
there. said Lowlight.

This struck Beach Head to thinking.
Lowlight was never one for frivolous talk. When he said something,
it was law. But still, the mans mother was dying and family was
family, no matter if you like them or not. He remembered a few
fights with his own mom around the holiday season. Sure she pissed
him off at times, especially when she started talking to Cover Girl,
but family was still family, damn it. Beach Head had to make an
executive decision here, even if Lowlight felt the way he did. Damn
it Coop… You are going. Family is still family even though you
dont get along with them..
You dont understa…

Beach Head stopped him, Yes I do
understand, I hated my old man, but when I heard he died, I would
have given anything in the world to be there with him during his last
minutes. Now I dont want you to go through the same thing… So
as of now you are on funeral leave, so check your hardware in at the
armory, and get packed. Youre going home.