GI JOE Porn Story: The Return of Sgt Goodwin Chapter 2
The next morning
8 AM
As Beth drove the Goodwin family minivan to the airport, Danny looked out the window, remembering the devastating goodbye he had shared with his children. As both Danny and Beth anticipated, young Rhiannon and Clayton had not taken the news well. They simply could not be expected to understand why their father had to leave so soon after coming home. At the age of 14, Rhiannon Goodwin certainly understood why her father had to go, and yes she was proud of him. She had admitted to her mother recently that she did wish she had a father like other kids did. Beth had tried to explain to her that her father’s sacrifices in his life were for her and every other American, so they could live free. Live without fear and enjoy all that their great country had to offer. 8 year old Clayton, an almost exact duplicate of his father, had a harder time with his father’s departure. Clayton had been satisfied with his Father’s promise, hug, kiss and his most sincere promise that he would hear all about Dad’s adventure when he returned. Danny hoped he could keep the promise to come home. Of course any story he told would likely have to be fabricated. No way could his kids know the truth, and so they continued to believe that Danny trained soldiers for the war on terror. Only Beth and Kyle knew the truth, only this time, Danny believed that he would have to be evasive to them as well about this mission, whatever it was.
As Beth drove, Danny looked to her. Her long dark hair, her blue eyes. Danny remembered the fateful day after his fulltime military career had apparently come to an end. He stopped at a local bank, intending to open a checking and savings account, not to fall in love, but as Danny knew, you don’t always have the say in life that you think you have. Beth had been amazed at how respectful, intelligent, compassionate and above all how good looking he was. During their courtship, she had seen him go through the police academy, as well as continue his service to his country as a Marine reservist. When Rhiannon was just a baby, Danny had been sent to serve in Desert Storm, his last major conflict until September 11th, 2001. Through it all, Beth had been happy to stick by her husband. There was no question that she missed him and that she felt fear and anxiety when he left, but through it all Beth never wavered. She understood that while a man’s place was with his family, there was something unquestionably honorable, brave and proper about serving your country. It was the right thing to do. Beth, caught Danny’s stare and smiled at him, he winked at her and smiled.
Unlike their last trip to their airport, this time Beth parked in the short term parking lot, she would see her husband off. As they approached the entrance, Beth spoke to her husband of 16 years.
“This must really be serious for you to called back right after you got home.”
Danny nodded. “It could be any number of things, I suppose. I’ll find out when I get to Washington.”
“You really don’t know?” Beth was incredulous.
“No sweetheart, I don’t. This could be anything.”
Beth spoke in a lower tone. “I wonder if it has to do with Bin Laden? You have trained a lot of soldiers. Maybe they know where he is and they want you to help.”
Danny smiled. “Let’s not get carried away.”
As the Goodwins approached the ticket counter, Danny realized it was time to say goodbye. He wrapped his arms around his wife and told her he loved her. He promised to do his best to stay safe. As he went to approach the ticket counter he suddenly placed his arm on Beth’s shoulder and turned her around. His wife was surprised and delighted to receive one more hug. While Danny felt no discernable fear, he knew that he may be holding his wife for the last time. There wasn’t any reason to think he would not see her again, but 20 years previously, there had been no reason to think that Lonzo Wilkinson’s family would never hug him again had there? On the way to the airport, Danny had lamented that there had not been time to go downtown and see Stalker’s commemorative statue. It always inspired him. Beth had grown to love Lonzo through Danny’s many stories, even though she had never known him.
Danny released his wife from his firm embrace. “It’s time for me to go now. Hang in there for me until I get back.”
Beth’s eyes had gone red. “Take care, Danny please come home to me”, she said in a voice choked with emotion.
Danny smiled at his wife, his permanently injured right eye slightly shut. “Aw, honey. Heaven don’t want me and Hell is afraid I’d take over.”
He blew her a kiss and headed toward the ticket desk and its surprisingly short line. Gathering up his ticket that Hawk had arranged to be there for him, He turned toward Beth and waved goodbye to her. He smiled in acknowledgement of the awed glances of several people who stared at his medals. He headed toward the plane. His ticket said Washington, DC. It just as easily could have said “uncertainty.”