MAGGIE

Maggie stood under the pitiful shower head feeling as if the dam thing were spraying at half power. She wasn't sure how hot the water was but she never found a need to even mix any cold water using only the hot side. She'd already soaped an rinsed in her first minute and was determined to soak every drop of the last four.

As she stood there Maggie thought about how quickly this last mission went south. She so wished she could get the new MMS mounted to Weeds. With it her visual would go Krypton, she'd see through walls, fog and smoke then the gomers wouldn't have any place to hide.

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(1 YEAR AGO)

"So you're Shepard" asked an Longbow Pilot named Winchester

[B]That's the name on my BC an Drivers licenses [/B] Says Maggie as she takes a walk around her newly assigned Warrior.

"Tumbleweed, that's an odd call sign where'd you pick it up" asks Winchester

[B]21 stumps, my instructor said I flew so low I wasn't an aircraft, only a Tumbleweed[/B] she chuckles then turns to face Winchester

[B]Listen I'm flattered by your interest Winchester but I don't date pilots[/B] she informs him

She's adhered to her policy of not dating pilots since flight school and it shows in her eyes that she's serious