Even in the early morning hours, the Iraqi desert seemed like an uneasy place to be, even with no one around. Two silhouettes stood in embrace at the precipice of a sand dune, both F-15 Eagle aeromorphs; Creatures of War, Masters of Conflict. They stand with each other in peace.

Nearly 30 years to the moment, they stand where they declared their devotion and love for each other, both veterans of a war that occurred where they in the decade's past. Such a place should make the typical soldier or airman cringe.

Yet this place, to them, was sacred. It meant something, something they held deep within them, and between each other.

Nicole clings to her mate, looking at him with atypical gentleness.

"...And I suppose I don't have to remind you how we met."

"Heh...How could I forget?"

"We were both fresh out of training...It was our first deployment."

Ranger looks over at her, a gentle smile over his face.

"We were scared witless."

"We knew what we were getting ourselves into."

"We did...Especially when we put on these rings."

Nicole gently glances at the diamond on her finger, glancing over to his band. She sighs silently...She was his...and He was hers.

"I don't regret it..."

"Being here?...Fighting...Getting married?"

"None of it..."

Ranger faces her, his hands around hers. They both can't help but blush as if they've only just seen each other for the first time.

"I don't regret it either, Colonel..."

Blinking slowly, the female F-15 nuzzles her mate, slowly brushing her soft lips up his cheek, and slowly pressing them to him, keeping them there for what seemed like forever.

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