Ben 10 Porn Story: Choices Chapter 8

AUTHOR: Alison Hart-Burnett (B)

PAIRING: Wait and see.

SUMMARY: It would give too much away.

RATING: PG-13 for now. Could change later.

NOTES: This is written with the help of my dear friend Stormo.

DISCLAIMER: Don’t own anyone in this story but Paul and his father. Don’t
sue cause I don’t have anything.

Jaye was waiting impatiently in the Control Room. There had been no call
coming in from Flint or Wild Bill, so she began pacing.

About an hour later Lift Ticket landed the Tomahawk on the tarmac. Paul
jumped out and headed for the control room.

Jaye crossed her arms over her chest and began rubbing her biceps with
her hands, almost as if to comfort herself.

As Paul came in the room, he noticed his wife’s actions. He approached
her with a sad face. “Honey, I am so sorry, but I didn’t see anything.”
As he attempted to reach her, Jaye quickly moved out of his reach.

She turned to face him, tears threatening to flow from her eyes. “Are you
sure?”

“I’m positive,” he stated, trying to control the anger and hurt that she
inflicted upon him by moving away. ” It’s been a busy and emotional day
for you. Why don’t you come back to my place?

Jaye looked into his eyes and knew immediately he was lying. “No, I’m
going to stay here just in case he radios.” She sat down at the
communications desk. “I will meet you later.”

Paul grabbed her arm. “I think you ought to come with me. You are my
wife,” he said, glaring into her green eyes.

Jaye returned his glare and yanked her arm out of his hand. “Not for
very long,” she growled.

“And what is that supposed to mean,” he retorted loudly.

“Nothing,” Jaye said in an tone seething with anger. “Just get away from
me!”

Paul wanted to say more, but he knew better. Jaye’s tone of voice and
the narrowed eyes told him that he had better lay off otherwise, she
might just deck him. He turned on his heel and stalked towards the door.
Just before reaching it, he turned back. “This isn’t over yet,” he
threatened before walking out the door, towards his assigned quarters.

Jaye took a couple deep breaths before going to the next room to find
Dialtone and asked him to monitor the communications table. Once that
was taken care of, she went to find Scarlett. She found her in their
shared quarters. “Shana?”

Scarlett glanced up with a worried look on her face. “Allie, did they
find anything?”

“No, but I think Paul is hiding something. I need your help.” Jaye gave
her friend a look of controlled anger and worry.

Scarlett eyed her roommate but nodded. “What do you need me to do?”

“I need you to help me go over where Paul searched earlier,” Jaye stated
with determination.

“But isn’t that where Lift Ticket flew today?” she asked questionably.

“Yeah, Lift Ticket was his pilot.” Jaye stood with her arms crossed. “I
want to take two Tomahawks. Who else do you think we should take?”

“Well, Lift Ticket would be your best choice, since he would know the
flight path he took Paul on. Um, what about Gung Ho? I can get him do
just about anything for me,” she grinned.

Jaye grinned back at her friend. “Great. Now I just need to get someone
to throw Paul off my tail so we can do this.”

Scarlett noticed the tears in her friend’s eyes earlier and knew she had
to find a way to keep her and Paul away from each other. She even wanted
to give him a trip to the sickbay as a patient the other day. Thinking,
she said, “Allie, you stay here and don’t answer the door. I’m going to
see if I can figure something out.”

Jaye nodded and sat down on the sofa to wait for her friend. She grabbed
the photo album that contained photos of their lives on base and began to
flip threw it.

Scarlett smiled and gave Jaye’s shoulder a quick squeeze before she
exited their quarters. She went down the hall and knocked on Cover
Girl’s door.

“Shipwreck, I told you no. I’m not going to strip at your friend’s
bachelor party,” Cover Girl yelled as she flung open her door. “Oh,
Scarlett. I thought you were Shipwreck again.”

Scarlett stepped back quickly as the door was flung inward. “God,
Courtney, Duke will kill you if you pull that door off it’s hinges
again.”

“Yeah, then tell Duke to send Shipwreck to Siberia,” Cover Girl retorted
with a grin. “What’s up?”

“Siberia, eh?” Scarlett asked with a raised brow. “Can I come in?”

“Sure.” Cover Girl took a step back and motioned her friend to come in.
“Any news yet?” she asked, hoping that something good happened for her
other friend.

Shaking her head, Scarlett entered and walked towards the sofa. “Paul
and Lift Ticket just came back from scouting around the White Mountains
region, but Paul says they didn’t see anything.”

Cover Girl crossed her arms in front of her. “And I take it you don’t
believe him.”

“Allie doesn’t believe him, and that is good enough Ho for me. I
personally think he works for Cobra but…”

Cover Girl laughed. “Now he’s one person I think even Cobra wouldn’t
want.” She went over and grabbed two Coke’s out of her fridge and tossed
Scarlett one. “So, what are we going to do?”

Catching her Coke, Scarlett answered, “Well, Allie wants to go back to
the mountains and check for herself. I told her I would go with her.
We’d take two Tomahawks. But,” she hesitated then continued, “we need to
keep Paul off of Allie’s tail.” She stopped again, looking at Cover
Girl.

Cover Girl nodded. “And you want me to do that?”

Scarlett smirked, “Well, you are the best. Do you think you could run
some interference for us?” She asked.

Cover Girl grinned evilly. “Nothing would give me more pleasure at this
moment then to mess with that guys head. You can count me in. Let’s
go.”

“Good,” Scarlett laughd. “I think he would probably be in his room.”

“Okay let’s go get some of her clothes and I’ll get to it,” Cover Girl
said as she went to her door, Coke in hand.

Scarlett led the way out of Cover Girl’s room to her own room. She opened
the door slowly, so as not to startle Jaye.

Cautiously, she asked, “Allie?”

Jaye was looking at the pictures of the last time her, Flint, Scarlett,
Duke and Cover Girl were all out together. There were tears in her eyes.
She didn’t respond to Scarlett when she entered.

Scarlett walked over to the sofa. “Allie, honey, are you okay?”

“He’s got to be alright,” Jaye cried softly. “I can’t go on without
him.”

Cover Girl went and sat next to her on the floor.

“He’ll be just fine, Allie. Dash is a trooper,” Scarlett said as she sat
next to Jaye on the sofa.

Cover Girl squeezed Jaye’s knee. “Yeah, he always finds his way back to
you.”

Jaye wiped the tears from her eyes. “Thanks you two.” She put the book
down and looked at Cover Girl. “Well, let’s turn you into me.”

Scarlett nodded and said, “I need to go sweet talk the guys. I’ll be
back shortly.”

“Alright,” Jaye answered as she rose from the couch.

Scarlett glanced at her two friends before she left the room. Once
outside, she headed for the Rec Building, the best place to find Gung Ho
this time of the day.

“Alright Court, let’s get you dressed.” Jaye went to her room and opened
her closet. “What should you wear, my uniform or casual?”

Cover Girl followed Jaye into her room, “I think your uniform would work.
I’ll hang out with the guys. If Paul comes looking for you, he surely
won’t mess with ‘me’ when I’m around everyone else.”

“True.” Jaye took out one of her uniforms and handed it to Cover Girl.
“Here you go.”

“Okay, and I have some hair color to darken my hair, Cover Girl
answered, taking the uniform Jaye handed her. “Hmm, what else might I
need to know about him?”

“Just that you want to stay away from him, that’s all.” Jaye smiled at
her brightly. “Thanks for doing this for me.”

“Sure, no problem,” Cover Girl replied, giving Jaye a hug, “That’s what
friends are for.”

Jaye hugged her back. “Okay, give us an hour, then feel free to have all
the fun you want.”

Cover Girl smiled, “Well, Id better get my hair dyed before Scarlett gets
back.” She grinned evilly, thinking of all the fun she could have with
good old Paul.

Jaye watched her friend leave and then turned back to all the pictures
she had of her and Flint around her room.

As Cover Girl was leaving the room, she passed Scarlett in the hallway,
who was followed by Lift Ticket and Gung Ho. Scarlett smiled when she
saw the uniform in Cover Girl’s hand. “Thanks for doing this, Court.”

“Anytime,” Cover Girl said with a smile. “This will be fun.”

Scarlett chuckled and continued to the room. ” Come on boys, we have to
keep moving,” she said to her two cohorts in crime.

Jaye was strapping on her boot knife when the door opened. She pulled it
out and went to see who was coming in.

“Easy, girl, ” Scarlett said, wide eyed as Jaye exited her bedroom, knife
in hand. “It’s just us.”

Jaye let out her breath. “Sorry guys. I thought it might be…”

“It’s okay, I understand,” Scarlett paused, “Are you ready? We need to
go see Hawk.”

“Yep, ready, willing and able.” Jaye smiled at the two men with them.
“Thanks guys.”

Gung Ho and Lift Ticket nodded their acceptance.

Jaye knocked on Hawk’s office door. Scarlett, Lift Ticket and Gung Ho
were behind her.

“Come,” Hawk said, looking up from his desk as the door opened.

“Sir,” Jaye stated as she entered, followed Scarlett and the men followed
her.

Hawk looked at the four, brow raised and skeptically asked, “Yes, Jaye?”

“I want to go back over the area Lift Ticket and Paul went over earlier.
Scarlett, Lift Ticket and Gung Ho already agreed to come along,” Jaye
stated as she stood at attention in front of her commanding officer.

Hawk rubbed his temples. This whole Paul thing was giving him a headache
and now two of his best men were missing. “Did Paul talk to you? He
said he didn’t see anything. Has he given you any reason to not believe
him?”

Jaye looked down at Hawk. “Permission to speak freely, Sir?”

“Granted,” Hawk responded.

“I’ve known Paul since I was 6, and I can tell when he is lying. He was
lying to me today when he said he didn’t see anything,” Lady Jaye
answered. “He’s hiding something.”

Hawk glanced at the other three in the room. “Lift Ticket, did you see
anything or did Paul act different that you noticed?”

“I was watching my instruments. The wind was pretty heavy up there,”
Lift Ticket answered.

Hawk leaned back in his chair. “Jaye, you know Paul is not going to like
this much, but I tend to agree with you. I think he is doing this for
his own personal advantage.” Crossing his arms, Hawk said, “Lift
Ticket, I want you to take Jaye along the same flight path that you flew
earlier.” Turning his attention to Scarlett and Gung Ho he said, “I want
you two to take the alternate path that Wild Bill may have taken just in
case it was too windy. The coordinates are here.” Hawk pulled out two
sets of papers, one for Lift Ticket and one for Gung Ho.

“Thank you, sir.” Jaye smiled at him. “As far as Paul not liking it, I
have Cover Girl taking care of that.”

The two pilots reached for the instructions.

“Really, and how do you have that covered?” Hawk asked.

Jaye grinned wickedly. “She’s going to pretend to be me while we are
gone.”

Hawk tried to surpress a grin. “Okay, I’ll just have to keep my eye open
for any trouble. Any other questions?” He waited for any responses,
before saying, “You’re dismissed. Good luck and happy hunting. Bring
back Wild Bill and Flint.”

Jaye left with the others and headed to the tarmac. After Jaye,
Scarlett, and the guys left his office, Hawk rang Paul’s room. Paul
grabbed his phone, hoping it was his wife. “Hello?”

“Lt. Burnett,” Hawk said authoritatively into the phone.

“Yes, Sir,” Paul replied, his hopes dashed by the General’s voice on the
other end of the telephone line.

“Come to my office. I have a few more questions for you,” Hawk ordered.

Paul frowned when he heard Hawk’s orders but said, “Yes, sir. I’m on my
way, Sir.”

Hawk hung up the phone without saying anything else. He had a huge grin
on his face.

Paul hung up the phone and exited his room. He glanced down the hallway,
always hoping to see his wife coming down it. The hall was empty so he
made his way to Hawk’s office. Within a few moments, he stood outside of
Hawk’s office and knocked.

Hawk knew who it was and decided to make him wait for several minutes.
Paul shifted his feet, waiting for Hawk to respond. Finally, several
minutes later he answered. “Come.”

Paul opened the door, saluting the General. Hawk looked up from his desk
for a moment and quickly saluted. “Shut the door.”