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CHRIS' POV

Fuck this is not good.

"Colonel Contreras speaking.." was all I heard before Jane went inside our bedroom while I stayed in the receiving area of our hotel room.

"Captain Grey?" the man asked whom I recognized as Admiral Gibbs "Yes, sir."

"I need you in here ASAP. You're flight's schedule is being sent to your email as we speak including your e-ticket. You'll know the details once you get here."

"Copy." With that he hang up a few minutes later Jane came out of the room with our bag in her shoulder and the paper bags of merchandise we purchased for everyone.

"babe, sorry to cut our trip short but I was summoned, ASAP." she said placing the bag in the couch "I'll just take a leak then we can leave."

She was silent as she drives but the way her knuckles were turning white as she grips the steering wheel tighter tells me that she's thinking and deeply worried.