Stormy Seas

The woman paused slightly as she entered the bridge. She approached the captain and saluted.

"You asked to see me, sir?"

The captain smiled slightly at her exhuberance. "I'm afraid I have some bad news, Lieutenant." He paused. "The submarine your brother was on, the Marshall, is missing."

The lieutenant put a hand to her mouth. "Lance," she whispered. "How? When?"

The captain stood and put a comforting arm around her. "Perhaps you should sit down." He led her to his office just off of the bridge.

Miguel Ortiz plopped down on the couch beside Lonnie Henderson. "What'd I miss?"

Lonnie looked up from the commercial she was watching on the rec room television. "Lance is MIA, and Captain Franks is going to...ah...comfort Alicia." Lonnie took a drink of her coffee before continuing to fill in Miguel on all that had happened while he was still on shift. "Parker found out that Michelle is pregnant, but it might not be his...Craig just got busted for running an illegal dating service."

Miguel nodded as she talked, then zeroed his attention back to the monitor as the commercials ended, and the soap opera came back on.

Jim Brody walked into the room, glanced at the monitor, and stopped. "What are you watching?"

"Sea Of Storms," Miguel told him.

"A soap opera?" Brody laughed. "Are you serious? What a waste of time!" He laughed some more, then he stopped. "Who's that?!" he asked as he pointed at the screen.

Miguel smiled slightly. "Captain Felicia Masters."

Brody gazed at the tight uniform the woman wore. "I never met a captain that looked like that."

"She also moonlights as an exotic dancer," Miguel added.

Brody approached the couch and sat down on the other side of Lonnie. "Of course," he said casually, "soap operas are a good way to pass the time, and forget your troubles." He leaned forward, his attention solely on the woman on the screen.

Lonnie rolled her eyes. "Men!" she said in disgust.