Personnel- Dossier Feldgrau by Tyler Hanson

Author:Tyler Hanson [Hanson, Tyler]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781733836159
Publisher: Two Doctors Media Collaborative LLC
Published: 2019-05-27T22:00:00+00:00

Bomber’s Report

01.10: “Ambush”

Alberta, Canada

May 1, 2011-B

Stacey opened his eyes to the sound of birds chirping outside his window. Their music made him smile, but the sounds of honking traffic came into focus as well, and he rolled his eyes. He turned over in bed, but Sam was still asleep. He shuffled under the covers, wrapping his arms around the man.

“Good morning, handsome,” he whispered.

Sam’s eyes fluttered open, and he leaned in to kiss Stacey. “Hey there.”

The pair rose from the bed, shedding their blankets. As Stacey’s feet hit the floor, a small migraine headache formed behind his eyes. He rubbed his temple.

“Headaches coming back?” Sam asked.

Stacey turned. Sam stood there in his white t-shirt and baby-blue pajama pants. He yawned, highlighting the dark stubble on his jaw. Every day, Sam’s hair got a little greyer, though it contrasted nicely against his naturally black hair.

“Yeah, just a little bit. It’s no big deal.” Stacey shrugged it off.

“Well,” Sam said, a tinge of concern creeping into his voice, “let me know if you change your mind about going to the doctor. I worry about you.”

Sam wandered into the bathroom, the shower squeaking to life. Stacey went to the window and looked outside. The birds had since flown away, and fifteen stories below, he could see the mesh of cars forming the morning’s traffic. Stacey tapped on the window before turning to dress.

He opened his closet and pulled out a sharply-creased brown-and-green uniform, the shower stopping as he began to don it. There was a pause while Sam dried himself off. Stacey reached for a thick folder filled with documents on top of the dresser. The bathroom door opened, and Sam emerged wrapped in a towel.

“Is it time already?” Sam asked.

Stacey sighed. “Yeah, it was extremely last minute. Less time to drag out good-byes than I usually get.”

Sam started to dress himself as well, throwing on jeans and a blue cotton t-shirt. “They didn’t say anything about where you were going this time?”

By “they,” his husband referred to the Canadian Special Operations Forces Command, or CANSOFCOM. Stacey’s job.

“Nope,” Stacey replied. “I’ll be briefed on the details in-transit. I already have a private plane waiting at the airport.”

“Let me take you, then! It’s my day off anyway. That way I get to see you a little longer before you’re gone for who-knows-how-long.”

Stacey noted Sam’s eagerness and gave a wide grin. “Hell yeah. Let me just go be vain for a second.”

He walked into the bathroom, wiped the steam from Sam’s shower off the mirror, and stood at attention. In front of him stood a crisply-dressed black man in military attire. His hair was buzzed all the way down to his scalp. He admired how the uniform clung to his body; muscular from his training, but slender, like a swimmer.

Satisfied, Stacey turned to leave, but the sunlight glinted from the bedroom windowsill. He immediately felt a searing pain behind his eyes, and even as he backed away, the fluorescent bathroom lights seemed as bright as the center of a bonfire.

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