14 Sams' Loyalty
They trudged back through the devastation to the vehicles, loaded up inside and drove off. John took the two officers in the vehicle with him.
While driving, he took notice of one soldier continuously peering over to him. The awkward silence had him uneasy, and after hours of cruising, his patience wore thin. The agonizing annoyance finally caused him to snap at the trooper. "What the fuck are you looking at me for? If you have something to say then fucking say it."
The officer turned his head away and peered out of the window for the remainder of the journey.
They arrived at the base around midday. Fatigue swept over them as they pulled up to the massive metal door. John radioed to the gate control to open the door.
The gate swung open, smashing into giant rubber pads on either side of its edge. John and the other cars drove in and descended a long corridor to the wide field. Parking in the designated area
John stepped out from his vehicle and started on his journey to the door. A group of oddly dressed military men, with arm bands that read "MP" were awaiting there to greet him, with their weapons trained.
"What the hell is going on?" John questioned.
The soldiers looked at him. One walked up and began talking. "Sergeant John Stewart. We have orders to take you in."
Sean ran over and shouted at them. "What the hell are you doing? Why is John getting arrested?"
One officer that resided with them, tiptoed forward. "I put in a report of what all happened back there, and I told them everything about your buddy here."
John looked at him with a puzzled demeanor, his eyes squinted at this small man in distrust. Sean shot her head to John and then to the soldier and yelled. "I don't know what happened back there either. I don't know how John took down all of those creatures, but there's no reason to arrest him for it."
John glared at Sean with a confused face and then looked at the captain and defended. "All I did was defend us, and it was luck that we beat those things, and luck that we won."
The officer blurted back the instant he finished. "That was not luck. Nobody has been able to kill even a few of those creatures, not to mention the black things, and you killed them as if you knew everything about them. You move just as fast and swiftly as them. And…"
John re-actively argued back. "What are you talking about? No, I don't. I move just like everyone else. I may have some hidden talents, but that's it." He took a moment to breathe and continued in a questioning tone. "Right?"
Sean and Greag looked over at John. Greag opened his mouth and replied. "No John, you honestly moved faster than we could see and you threw one of those things. If you didn't notice, they're huge and extremely heavy. They put a dent in the concrete after you threw it for fucks sake."
John stood there in utter shock. The officer once again ordered, "detain him."
As the MPs walked over to apprehend him, a high-pitched noise emanated from behind, and before anyone could turn to distinguish what it was, one of the black creatures appeared between the mix of everybody, as if it had teleported to that location. It turned its head side to side, looking at everybody.
In a reaction, one of the MPs pulled his pistol out from the holster and aimed at the creature, but before he could pull the trigger, it advanced to him.
The monster grabbed a hold of him, and as it had a dominance of him with one hand, It moved its other palm up. John reacted, vaulted over to it, and delivered an impressive punch to its side, his helmet was sent soaring off from his head during the action. Casting the creature two car lengths away. Releasing the man from its grasp, and the creature smashed into the wall, leaving a massive dent in the concrete surface. The being recovered and looked at John.
He shouted out loud to the creature. "You better get the fuck out of here."
In the blink of an eye, the creature turned and disappeared back down the corridor. Everyone in dismay and awe; while staring at John and saw his anger.
The officer once again ordered the MPs, with a disbelief present in his face. "Take him away now."
The MPs walked over, cuffed John's hands behind his back and directed him through the second door. Guiding him through the corridors to the brig.
With several hours passed of being locked up, John was lost in thought. "Why am I in here? What did everybody mean by that? Why did that thing actually listen to me?"
He sat there attempting to keep a grasp on the events that all had occurred from earlier and tried to make an understanding of everything.
Sam suddenly appeared at the cell door. Taking notice of a silhouette, John looked up, and saw her exquisite face. Giving him a sense of joy. Her flowing dark-brown hair enamored him and he was lost within her stunning blue eyes.
Sam began to softly speak. "Hey Hun, I came here as soon as I found out they locked you up. They're not saying why. But people are already talking. I guess they're accusing you of being one of those things."
She paused and glanced over to the patrol and asked if she could go inside the cell with him. The guard shook his head, and opened the door.
She walked inside the jail and the guard locked the gate behind her. She settled in the uncomfortably thin single person mattress, planted a kiss and resting her head on his rib cage and stated. "So I hope they let you out, I honestly don't know what happened, but they're furious. I want you back. I've missed you. And whatever happens I won't leave you."
John looked down at her as she was falling asleep, and muttered under his breath to her. "I miss you too Hun." A smile on his face was glowing as he was too nodding off.
As the days progressed by, Sam appeared more and more frequently. Coming with information on his status and of all the new rumors that circulated around. Guards became more relaxed after each visit from her.
Sam eventually began to bring cakes and the other pastries that other people gave to her for John.
"Apparently you have fans now after they found out what all you've done." She said to him. John just expressed at her in surprise, with no words to say back.
Day after day, more and more people dropped in to meet this 'hero' man that everyone was proudly referring about. Eventually a little girl, no older than eight, stopped in with Sam one day, looked at John and adorably asked. "Did you really beat all those monsters?"
John smiled at the meager girl and looked at Sam. A glimmer sparkled in her eyes, he glanced back to the little girl and answered. "I was only doing my job protecting you."
A few days went by, and no word or a visit from Sam, which had him worrying. Until finally Sam stopped in with a smile stretched across her face, and she joyously said. "So they agreed to allow you to have a leave and spend time with me."
John stared at her confused and asked. "What do you mean?"
She spoke nothing in return. She glanced at the guard, stepped over to him, leaned in to whisper something in his ear and gave him a piece of paper. As her eyes were trained on John, the patrol stood there reading the parchment. When satisfied with what he saw, he unlocked the door, and stepped away with a grin, leaving the gate open.
John asked. "What's going on, am I free to go?"
Sam wandered in, forced John in against the concrete wall and began kissing him, making him too aroused to notice the damp cold on his back. John instinctually pushed back against her, and in that split-second he could see the gleam in her eyes, that lustful shine. He saw her grin from cheek to cheek.
He rushed up to her until his chest met with hers. Spun her around and lifted her up into the air, and threw her into the wall. In the heated moment, he began to kiss upon her neck. Sensually placing his moist lips upon the soft skin.
The desire caused her to wrap her hands around the back of his collar. John guided her to the edge of the bed, and tossed her into it, and in a deep bellow. "I'm going to fuck you until your legs quake. After this, you will remember me as sir."
She laid there intrigued, her right hands fingers touched upon her inner thigh. Her lower lip turned a pale shade from her biting on them. John reached in, grasped onto her sweat pants and panties, and pulled at them with an intention to rip them off, until he was faced with that shaved vagina glaring at him.
His animistic mind kicked in, and quickly, he bounced in between her legs. She reached in and struggled to undo his pants button until John interrupted and finished opening it for her. Things were too real and in desperation, she reached in, and grabbed for his penis. John jumped with surprise, and returned with a subtle smack upon her vagina lips. She gasped in excitement.
"What do you want?" He whispered to her, as his fingers gently rubbed her clit.
With heavy breathing in the atmosphere. She eagerly replied. "I want you… I want you to fuck me."
In that moment, he unexpectedly jammed his penis inside her, thrusting in rough. Her moan was heard from the other end of the prison. She began to scratch at the back of his shirt, begging for him to go harder.
John let out a grunt and began to push in and out. Wrapped his hand around the back of her neck and sucked on the side of her neck. His back could feel each and every nail as it dug into his flesh.
Minutes passed by, with them left breathing heavily, and laying on there backs. She sought to communicate, but words had slipped away from her. John looked at her, perspiration was streaming over his head, and laughed at her. "Well that was unexpected, so is that all you wanted?"
She was nevertheless at a loss for words. Attempting to communicate but couldn't. After a minute of recuperation, she eventually responded. "Um. I. Um. Well. Hold on. Um."
John cackled further and challenged. "Were any of those supposed to be a sentence?"
She tenderly smacked him on the arm and finally answered, her pointer finger ran down his chest. "They've agreed to let you free, but you are under watch. Kind of like probation."
John glanced at her with a smile and said to her. "Thank you, babe. I love you so much Ok this is cause for a celebration. Time for round two."
She looked up to see a smirk grin on his face. Her face grew pale, and her eyes widened, as she shook her head with a giggle.
