Here's chapter 2 for yall. Leave a comment and let me know what you think.

I was reporting to base early on a Thursday morning, at 0600 because I was called in for something special, a "surprise" they said. "They" being my friend Chuck that is one of the more important guys at the base. We've been friends since elementary school. I was in first, he was in fourth. He entered the Navy much earlier than me so he's got the much higher rank. He is in charge of putting personnel on ships... and he hates it. He has bad vision, so he got stuck with an admin job. He's know for awhile I wanted my own command. So he thought he'd help me a bit.

I got to the gate wondering what was happening. Was I getting a command? Maybe I was getting what I wanted... a command job. I honestly didn't care what it was. I knew I'd be up for any command job. I was just shy of genius, but above normal. I could keep my head, witch is good because I used to have a quick temper... nothing good ever came out of it.

I pulled into my parking spot and got out of my Ford truck I'd gotten as a birthday present from my parents a couple of years before. I love my little truck. It's done more for me than I care to admit. A lot more.

Anyways, I started walking a little faster, getting to the door to the building expecting good news. It was Chuck who had called me after all. I walked past a couple of enlisted men. E-4s by the symbol on the collar. Petty officer 3rd class. They saluted. "Good morning sir" they said. I replied with a rather favorite reply of mine. "Are you implying it is a good morning or a morning to be good on?" I said to them with a deadpan expression. They looked very, very confused. I laughed at them and told them to move on, leaving them with confused expressions on their face.

As I passed them a familiar voice said "I see your still confusing my men eh?". I turned, replying with a solid "Making sure I fulfil their observations of today. Can't have a good day without having a little fun." I said turning towards Chuck. He grinned. He was tall, handsome, even with glasses, and much sought after by the ladies.

"Nice to see you, Chuck, at least the parts I remember. Where'd you get this grey hair from? And what is this? I daresay you have gotten a few extra meals have you?" He chuckled. "I lead a slow life. Not as active as I'd wished. I'm getting the repercussions from it I must say. And this stress is giving me this grey hair as well." We laughed. It had been a few months since Wed seen each other.

Then I remembered why I was there. I asked why he called me in, getting serious. "So what's the occasion? What did you call me in for?" His face drew grim. About that... you'll want to follow me... uh oh. That's not good. At all. If he's calling me in I did something... we walked down the hall. Him silent, grim faced. Me looking worried. Mind racing, wondering what I did. I didn't remember anything I could've done. I followed him into the room... and froze. Several very high ranking men where in the room. All two or three star Admirals and one four star. Rear Admirals, vice Admirals, and a Admiral. This was getting worse.

They looked up grim faced. "Sit" the Admiral said quickly, calmly. I sat on the end. Chuck sat in about the middle area. The admirals nametag read "Shane". Admiral Shane opened a folder, looking through it quietly, the other admirals waiting.

Furiously, I wondered what was going on. Mind rushing to figure out what was going on. "It has come to my attention" Admiral Shane said "that you have been a very good leader, and we'd like to place you in command of one of our Submarines.

I looked at him confused. What just happened? I looked at Chuck. He winked and started laughing, as did the other Admirals. I was lost. I came to the conclusion that i had just been pranked. "Wait, but, what?" I spluttered. This made them roar even louder with laughter. "Chuck" I said. "Don't scared me like that!" They kept laughing. Eventually they came around and got serious.

"We have looked at your record and have chosen you for command of the USS Seawolf. The S-class submarine currently in port." Admiral Shane said. It dawned on me. I'm getting my ship! I was exited beyond belief. I looked at the statistics as they passed me the folder. First thing i noticed was 32 crew. That was going to be rough. We talked for over an hour. Going over my duties, my responsibilities, etc.

At about 0715 we finished and we all exited the room. I walked over to Chuck. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I told him. "Wasnt me. Admiral Shane chose you" he said smiling. So far all I've done for you is to get you permission to tour your ship. I looked at him stunned. "Already?" I asked. "Let's go" he said turning towards the door. We walked for what felt like hours but was probably less than 10 minutes. I rounded the corner and saw her.