Tru's P.O.V.

Sighing I leave the comfort and warmth of my bed, heading towards the common room, after brushing my teeth, washing my face, and throwing on some short yoga shorts and Harry's tee . Feet padding from the bedroom to the common room, Harry sits there in nothing but joggers, laptop on and typing away.

Quietly, I walk behind the sofa and wrap my arms around his neck.
"Good morning beautiful." He says as soon as my skin comes into contact with his. He unwraps my arms from his neck, pulling me onto his lap. I think this is one of our things. Since our first 'date' he almost always has me sit on his lap, rather than any where else. Not that I'm complaining, but it must get uncomfortable for him.

Leaning in to kiss me I can taste the coffee, and fruit he had for breakfast, while the ever present minty flavor is still there. Sighing contently I pull back to look at him. His bright green eyes shine with happiness as he smiles at me.

"I'm so glad you're home, Cailín Álainn."He murmurs against my neck. Pulling me closer he runs his hands over my bare thighs until the go under the hemline of his shirt. Giving me a cheeky grin he runs his fingers along the hem of my shorts.

"Not that I'm complaining, but these shorts are more like knickers, than actual shorts. You might want to put on some more clothes, love. Someone from the office is stopping by to deliver some case files I need." He says, as he playfully smacks my bum, cheeky little shit!

Reluctantly I stand heading back to our room, and putting on a bra, and some leggings, deciding to leave his shirt on. I remember to check my stitches before I leave the bedroom.
Upon entering the bathroom, I pull the shirt up some to check the wound out. Grabbing fresh gauze, surgical tape, and antibiotic cream, I begin to change the bandage carefully. After, insuring that the stitches didn't tear open from last night's 'activities' I smooth on some cream, before taping on fresh gauze, and returning to the common room.

I find that Harry is no longer sitting on the sofa, instead he is in the kitchen preparing my favorite breakfast, fruit salad and a bagel with a giant steaming mug of coffee. I watch as my modern day Adonis prepares my food, the muscles in his back flexing as he moves, the set of his jaw, the way his tongue pokes out as he concentrates spreading the strawberry cream cheese. I feel my heart strings pull at these simple actions. I love that Harry knows, what kind of cream cheese I like, how I take my coffee, and that I prefer bagels and fruit for breakfast, rather than something very heavy.I'm so lost in my admiration of him, that I don't notice he's beckoning me to sit at the table.

"C'mere kitten, you need to eat with your medicine."He coos pulling me to the table and placing my food and medicine in front of me, along with the coffee and a glass of orange juice.

I can't stop smiling at this amazing human being in front of me. He's so tender and caring, that even the simplest of his actions almost cause me to tear up. I literally would be lost without him, and that thought scares me to no end. I have never needed anyone, let alone wanted someone in my life. He's becoming more than just my boyfriend he's like my partner. Although I know we would both survive if we didn't have each other, I just don't want to try that theory.

It's too soon to say I'm in love, hell I don't believe in love, at least for me, but I have this deep, deep admiration for this man in front of me. Not only is he physically beautiful he has a beautiful soul, and a heart of gold. I don't know what I did to deserve someone like him.

"You're too good to me, Haz." I murmur as I blow slightly on my coffee. Harry just smiles broadly at me and drops his left eye in a wink.

"I think you have that backwards, love." He says pressing a gentle kiss to my temple and sitting next to me, grabbing my left hand with his, and pulling them into his lap.
I manage to eat half of the bagel, and a quarter of the fruit salad, before pushing the rest away. Harry quirks an eyebrow at how little I actually ate. Swallowing my antibiotics, pain pills, and birth control with some of the orange juice I begin to clear the table of my dishes, well I try too. Harry gently pushes me back into my seat, before scraping my dishes into the bin, rinsing them, and placing them into the dish washer.

"I decided to work from home today, do you have anything you need to do?" He asks joining me in the common room. Quickly I think of what I need to do, before I gasp. i had forgotten I had a Skype call with Colonel McAllister today at 11:00.

Scrambling to the bedroom I quickly put some clothing on that is more presentable for my commanding officer. I'm giving my recollection of everything that happened with Clint today via Skype. His actual Court Martial is a week after Tyler's graduation.
I just wish I knew what the bloody hell caused Clint to react so poorly. His actions seem to be very out of character for him. My thoughts are interrupted as my laptop alerts me to an incoming Skype call, here goes nothing!

I listen to the prosecutor and defense attorney's endless babble, before I am sworn in, and give my knowledge of accounts.

Defense Attorney: So Captain Mac Kenna it is your testimony that when you arrived on scene that 1stLt. Richards was in 2ndLt. Rodriquez's face screaming and threatening him, is that correct?

Tru: Yes, sir that is correct.

Defense Attorney: Can you tell us what 1stLt. Richards was saying, word for word as you recall, please.

Tru: Yes sir. 1stLt. Richards said that he would 'Cut the good for nothing wetback's tongue out of his mouth if he ever said that to him again.' He then proceeded to tell 2ndLt. Rodriquez that she belonged to him (meaning 1stLt. Richards), and that no one or thing would ever take her away from him.

Defense Attorney: Captain Mac Kenna do you know who they were talking about?

Tru: No sir I do not. I hadn't been privy to that part of the conversation/altercation.

Defense Attorney: So would you say it's safe to say that maybe Rodriquez was moving in on Richards' girlfriend or whatever the case may be?

Tru: Sir, with all due respect, I cannot make that assumption or come to that conclusion myself. As I said I wasn't privy to that part of the conversation. So being under oath, I do not feel comfortable or right to draw that conclusion.

Defense Attorney: Last question Captain. Would you say that your relationship was strictly professional with both parties?

Tru: Yes sir, I would. I have made it very clear with those under my command that there is to be NO unprofessional relationship between me, and any one in my unit.

Defense Attorney: So 3 weeks ago when 1stLt. Richards brought you home from a bar after you were drunk that was no physical contact between the two of you. You did not ask him to take you home and quote 'fuck you until you couldn't walk right'?

I give the defense attorney a look of total unbelief. That was the same day I ran into Nick and Honor, and got a tattoo. I remember that clearly. Clint showed up at the bar as I was climbing into a taxi. Insisted on escorting me after I told him not too several times. Once we arrived at my house, he became angry when I didn't want him to touch me, and went into Harry's arms.

Tru: Sir, again with all due respect, that is not what happened that night. 1stLt. Richards showed up at the bar as I was getting into a taxi. He then escorted me home after I repeatedly told him not too. Once arriving at my residence he became angry when I told him to get off of me, he then continued to insult my now boyfriend (a civilian) as he put his arms around me. In not so many words I informed Richards that the feelings weren't mutual.

Defense Attorney: Did you inform your Commanding Officer of this?

Colonel McAllister: Let me stop you right there. Captain Mac Kenna did inform she was concerned that Richards had developed romantic feelings for her the morning after this incident. Which is why 1stLt. West joined her team on their next mission. He was replacing Richards. In the 3 years of Captain Mac Kenna's service her actions have been beyond reproach, I have NEVER had a complaint or thought any inappropriate action against her. Her records are spotless. In fact the day she was shot Richards and I were scheduled to have a formal discussion about his actions towards his commanding officer, and his actions towards Rodriquez.

Defense Attorney: Well Captain Mac Kenna that's all I need for now. If I have further questions my office will contact your CO.

After saluting, and McAllister informing me that I needed to be in Quantico in 3 days I signed off, closing my laptop. Resting my head in my hands I groaned loudly whilst shaking my head. What the bloody hell is Clint playing at? A soft knock on the closed door alerted me to someone's presence.

"You good, love?" Harry cooed wrapping his arms around me. In the general sense of the word, no, hell no. I have no clue what is going through Clint's mind, but his false accusations are serious, but right now with Harry's arms around I'm perfect, so I answer as best I can.

"Right now in your arms, I'm perfect." I say brushing his curls out of his eyes and kissing his lips softly...

Notes

Well it seems like Clint has some anger issues and some others he needs to work out. I think Tru has got it bad for Harry, what do y'all think??? Load me up on questions. Much love my beauties! (I know I suck at author notes :'( sorry)

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One of my lovely readers made this edit, @Lovelyamarie, thanks love. I think this is a perfect representation of Tru and Harry when they're just being silly with each other!