You better call Kathryn back, I told her you had Sam Iâ??m your chest and the both of you were asleep."

Ron is right I can since her impatience and her need to speak to me. I can feel the distance between the two of us, but our bond is stronger now and we are still connected. Calling Kathryn, she picks up before the first ring and I smile as she says, "Hello sleepyhead."

With a chuckle I say, "It was Samâ??s fault, she knock me down in the comfortable couch, and then she held me down until I fell asleep."

Sam still in my lap differs, "Daddy, thatâ??s not true."

Giggling Kathryn says, "JJ donâ??t blame your daughter for you falling asleep, I know you didnâ??t get much last night so you probably really needed it. Just so you donâ??t blame yourself Crystal did that for me too."

I look around the room, and Ron has gone into the kitchen that is part of this large sweet. I tell Kathryn, "You know I still can feel you. I guess our bond has gotten stronger. I knew how bad you needed me to call you, and that you were impatient."

Kathryn giggles, "I was just wondering how long you were going to sleep, Reese got me up half an hour ago to tell me about their precautions for tonight."

Sam from my lap says, "I just told Daddy he doesnâ??t have anything to worry about Mommy."

I move the phone closer to Sam and Kathryn says, "I know everything is going to go fine Sam, but you to stay on your toes just in case. Now what are your grandma and grandpa up to?"

Sam giggles and says, "They are in their bedroom, making funny noises."

Kathryn giggles for a few moments finally she says, "I hope you found some bikes, because Reese said the Post Exchange usually keeps a large quantity on hand."

Chuckling I say, "Sam and I have completed our secondary mission."

I take pictures of the bike setting near the large window that shows a half-gray sky as clouds move in. I send the photographs to Kathrynâ??s phone. Kathryn has Cindy and Crystal with her as soon as the photos pop up the two girls squeal in happiness. I can feel Kathrynâ??s joy, and the pain from the high-pitched squeal the girls gave her.

Chuckling from our shared joy I say, "From their reaction I think Sam did pretty good, she picked out the bikes."

Kathryn holds the phone to Crystalâ??s ear. Crystal is excited as she says, "I get the smaller blue one right? It is just like Samâ??s yellow one, just like Sam told me. I do like blue, Daddy. Thank you Daddy, thank you Sam."

That makes the trip worth it, the fact that my girls are so happy with their bikes. Having my girls being happy is what I live for. Kathryn passes the phone to Cindy, and she is just as excited as Crystal. In a very happy voice she says, "Aunt Kathryn said you were going to get us bikes in Texas because there wasnâ??t any around here. Thank you Uncle JJ. Kara said you would get them. Tell Sam thank you too."

Sam says, "Youâ??re welcome Cindy."

I say, "I wish I couldâ??ve gave it to you sooner. I didnâ??t want to disappoint you."

Cindy giggles then says, "You didnâ??t disappoint me Uncle JJ. I knew it would take some time, and Aunt Kathryn explained about not having any here. Aunt Kathryn and you are the first two people in my life who ever worried about me. I love you Uncle JJ."

Kathryn coming back on the phone says, "You have two very happy young girls that really want to give you hugs and kisses for their bikes. You better make sure youâ??re here tomorrow to get them."

Smiling I say, "Iâ??m really looking forward to getting home. Even though I still feel you with me, I would much rather be in your arms."

Kathryn sighs then says, "I know my love, give me a call once everything is okay."

"I promise I will."

Sam from my lap says, "Mommy Iâ??ll make sure Daddy does."

Kathryn says, "I love you, talk to you later. Goodbye."

Sam replies, "Love you Mommy, goodbye."

Smiling I say, "Love you more, Iâ??ll talk to you later goodbye." I hang up, knowing Kathryn is doing the same. We have just a little while, and I asked Sam she has the dress her Mom wants her to wear.

Sam says brightly, "Itâ??s in the same suit bag as your suit Daddy."

Looking at my beautiful Princess I say, "Sam, go get ready, Iâ??ll take a shower after you finish."

I am very thankful and grateful that Kathryn and my Mother were looking out for me, I was so worried this morning I nearly forgot our luggage. The two keep me grounded, I have not been this nervous since our wedding and Kathryn knows it. This almost feels like the last time I went up for my certification on my last black belt. I nervously walk over to the kitchen, maybe talking with Ron and Marshall will help.

Ron hands me a brisket sandwich, "Eat this, theyâ??ll be food there but probably not until an hour or so after the presentations. That would be a good three hours from now. We can get away with giving Sam a snack, but you on the other hand have to be tougher than that. You really do not understand what this concerns. Samâ??s parents were Rangers, normally would something like this happens we tried to get the child placed with another Ranger family. There are more than a few Rangers that really wanted Sam. You really impressed Reese and I, the Sergeant Major seen that Sam belongs with you too. They may be a challenge or two tonight. You cannot back down from them. They got this stupid machine there that measures how hard you can punch, expect at least a couple guys challenging you to see who can hit it the hardest."

Marshall chuckles remember how many two by fours that I can break. He says, "JJ I hope youâ??re not out of practice too much. But I do remember you can break what was it five two by fours."

Looking at Marshall I say, "It was four, in that demonstration I put on. My sensei had me break six as part of my challenge for my last belt."

Ron chuckles, "Oh, this is going to be good. That stupid machine list how hard you hit it, so far no one has maxed it out. It lists, everything from a touch to a killing blow, so far no one is got past knockout."

Catching his point I say, "So if I hit that thing hard enough, I wonâ??t have to have a fist fight."

Chuckling Ron says, "If you hit hard enough, no one will bother you."

Sam squeals, "Daddy help!" That sends me running, through the bedroom door and jump across the bed into the bathroom, my socks slide on the bathroom floor, and I catch myself on the sink. Sam is in the shower and she hollers again.

Opening the shower door, Sam completely covered in soapsuds from her shampoo. Sam complains, "I got soap in my eyes." There are chuckles from the bathroom doorway; Ron and Marshall stand there having followed. I am at a loss at what to do.

Marshall asks Ron, "You think we will be anything like that."

Ron answering, "You know we probably will, maybe not that fast."

Helen coming to the door asks, "Whatâ??s the problem?"

Sam still complains, "I got soap in my eyes, Daddy is no help."

Pushing her way in, Helen pushes me aside saying, "Men, you just are no help for little girls in the shower. Now go on and get out."

The three of us retreat, taking lot little pride we have left. My father in law chuckles before he says, "Being the father of girls I know what this feels like. Donâ??t worry it usually passes."

Ron asks, "You mean your daughters grew out of it?"

The Coach chuckles and says, "No, I just got accustomed to it."

Two hours later finds us dressed standing at the reception line for Sergeant Major Sampson, I shake his hand and look at the Silver Star he just received for his last tour of duty. His dress uniform has an impressive amount of metals, and I believe he earned every single one.

I get a picture of him and Sam, a second with him and Ron, one with his family, and one with the commander and him. Kathryn had packed my camera with all my lenses and the better of the two flashes I have. The picture should be very good, and judging from my display, they are.

Sam gets our attention, and a heavy rain has started. She directs Ron to a man standing apart from everyone else. She tells me it is time the man comes in he will be wearing a raincoat. I will be able to see the shotgun from under it. I walk to the door, as Helen and the coach stay near Sergeant Major Sampson and Sam, Sam does just as she promised. Well three steps away from the door it opens, the man that comes in has trouble written all over him. You can see how tense he is; feel his anger even from this distance.

I do not hesitate; immediately I closed the distance an open palm strike to his rib cage forces the air out of his lungs. As he is moving backwards from the strike, I strike again this time to the nerve that runs down the arm, it does not do any lasting damage but his arm goes limp instantly. The shotgun falls a couple inches and I catch it, pulling it out from underneath the raincoat. My offhand strikes hitting him on the chin knocking him out for at least half an hour and he crumples to the ground.

I break the shotgun down and remove the two shells before moving to the bar and handing it to the bartender. She is shocked at what just occurred and how quickly it ended. Looking over my shoulder, I realized the room has gone silent. Until the Sergeant Major shouts, "Time to disarm .4 seconds."

The bartender looks at me smiles and says, "We get a couple fools who try that. Itâ??s usually takes a second before they stand down realizing their badly outgunned."

Turning back towards the door, the bouncers already have restraints binding his hands and feet. The bartender says, "The police should be here in a minute or two." One of the bouncers gently pulls a hand grenade from a pocket on his raincoat. He places it out of reach of the man. I realize how much damage something like that could do in this crowded restaurant.

The room breaks out into the normal volume of talking, bar orders shouted, as everything was five seconds before it started. I walk back to the Sergeant Major who now holds Sam; he says to me, "That was well done."

I call to Kathryn, and I explain, "That everything went perfectly, no one is hurt and we should be coming home on time." We exchanged our love, and goodbyes.

Ron was right it does not take a few minutes more before someone challenges me on the punch omanic. They let me go first; I got a feeling because they do not want to show their technique. Thereâ??s a square painted on the floor in front of the machine, and you are supposed to punch from within the square. I stand in the square facing the machine. The distance gives me enough room for about nine inch draw on my punch. I ready myself the same way I would do before breaking the two by fours. Putting that same energy into my punch, I release and pushed through the target. Many in the crowd had turned to watch in the noise level had dropped quite a bit. The police had just arrived and revived the armed robber. As I make contact with the machine it forces a padded arm that measures the impact backward, when my punch stops the machine through a loudspeaker announces, "Killing blow."

The room goes completely silent for a few moments, and then Sam shouts, "Yeah Daddy." There is wild thunder of laughter that fills the room, and I watch as Ron collects his winnings from several people.

Mitch turns out to be a really cool person. He and Marshall hit it right off and I can tell I have just added a friend to our circle. Mitch a bit uncertain about joining us before our meeting, but now seems at ease with it.

Two more times I received challenges, on my last challenge I let them go first. They come charging at the machine and launched their punch from within the square but they were already moving. The loudspeaker announces, knockout for each of the two challengers. Again, I stood in the square using a bill to measure six inches, taking a third off the distance I had to throw the punch. My two challengers shook their heads thinking I handicap myself.

One of them points out, "You did not use your fist on our unwanted guest, I bet you cannot hit as hard with an open hand."

What he did not realize I practiced for years not with my fist but using an open hand for my attack, the one time I actually broke six two by fours was with an open hand. I usually do not hit as hard with my fist because I know I can break the smaller bones in my hand that way. I smile and ask, "What do you want to bet?"

What he says surprises me. It causes a cold chill to run down my spine. His reply is, "Sam."

I look at him straight in the eye before I say, "I would bet you ever cent I have before I would bet you my daughter. Hell, I would bet my own life first."

His friend look shocked too; looking at me, he asks, "What makes you good enough to raise Sam?"

The stupid machine has a timer on it, and it began counting down through the loudspeaker. As it begins at ten seconds, I say, "Because I have killed to protect her, I risked my life to do that, and if it requires me to give up my life to protect her I will." With my open hand six inches from the machine I release my strike on the count of two, the machine announces killing blow instead of saying one.

Turning back to him I say, "I risked my life more than once, to keep Sam safe I would do it again. If you have to ask why it is simple, I love her; she is my green eyed Princess, my daughter."

Sam comes running through the crowd jumping in mid-flight she shouts, "Daddy catch me."

My arms open I catch Sam with a loud thud. There is more than one chuckle from around us. I ask, "What is the matter Sam?"

Sam quickly says, "Uncle Marshall is going to get me."

Chuckling I say, "Did you take his cookie again? If you did you know he is just going to tickle you."

Sam defends herself by saying, "Aunt Misty told me not to let him have too many." There is more than a few laughs from around us as Marshall stopped him seeing me in my stance throws his hands up and spins around he retreats.

Putting Sam down I say to her, "You are going to have to apologize, and explain why you take his cookies."

Sam looks down and gives pouting face that is just too cute for anyone to stay mad at her, even though I never was. Sam says, "Okay Daddy I will." There is a few more chuckles from around us.

The man who question my ability to raise Sam gives me a smile before he says, "Hey Samâ??s Dad." He tosses me a unit coin; it bears the insignia of the US. Army on one side and his unit on the other. He says, "If anybody ever asks you that stupid question again just show them the coin."

The next day we bring the bicycles early in their loaded in the plane. We meet them just before 9 oâ??clock at security with our flight information. A Stewart from our flight explained to security about it being a chartered flight and no boarding passes issued. When our group identified from a list, they are ushered through with minimal checks.

The first thing Sergeant Major Sampson says to us "Now that Iâ??m retired I want you to call me Charles from now on." Jokingly he explained, "Iâ??ve had twenty-four years of my life where people referred to me by Sergeant, itâ??s going to be nice to be reminded my first name isnâ??t Sergeant."

They are slightly confused, expecting boarding passes when we lead them to a gate with no flight number. Looking at the rather large aircraft at the gate Sam says, "Thatâ??s a really big airplane weâ??re taking home. Itâ??s a lot bigger than the one we flew here on."

I tell Sam, "We had to get a larger plane, because we have four more people and their household goods."

Jane Sampson who looks a little shocked at first but recovers quickly smiling she says, "You mean Iâ??m not going to have to wait weeks for my stuff to arrive."

Ron shakes his head no. Marshall says, "Reese worried herself sick waiting for this big guy to show up. I think JJ was just as bad, that is why we planned this. No waiting for you. Charles doesnâ??t have to drive a truck for a day straight."

Chuckling at their expressions Ron says, "You can think Reese when we arrive. JJ covered the plane out here, but Reese is paying for this one."

Sam giggles, "Daddy wanted to pay for it, but Reese made Daddy take the money."

Charles laughs, "Reese can be very persuasive when she wants something."

Joining in the laughter Ron says, "You better believe it, I just learned to give her anything she wants. I figure if I keep her happy, I will be happy too."

Jane looking at her husband says, "Told you he was smart, heâ??s been married less than six months and already figured it out."

Marshall says, "He had a pretty good example in JJ."

Everyoneâ??s attention turns to me and I say, "I just followed along with what Dad was doing with Helen. I figured he was doing something right, she has eight kids, looks great and seems to be happy with him."

Helen giggles and then says, "Most of the time I am, but he has to figure out how to know when Iâ??m not."

Sam giggling let my secret slip, "Daddy can feel Mommyâ??s emotions, and if he gets a worried look Mommy is not happy. All I got to do is make sure Mommy isnâ??t mad at me."

Chuckling along with everyone else, I scooped Sam up. Looking her in the face I say, "You been doing really good at keeping Mommy happy my green eyed Princess. You follow the rules, and you are great at helping. Youâ??re going to be a great example for your little sisters to follow."

The flight attendant comes to the door in a bright voice she says, "Everything is ready you can board now."

We are lucky it does not take very long before we taxi into position and liftoff. Ron, Marshall and Mitch are nervous, but Mitch is new to our group. Maybe I am getting a little more used to it, but Charles is cool as a cucumber. Sam and Jim on the other hand are excited. Jane holds to her husbandâ??s hand, she seems to be a little nervous too.

We are going home, I could not feel more fortunate, and I find myself sharing Samâ??s excitement. There is the same amount of phone calls today, but they feel more cheerful. The closer we get to home the easier it is for me to feel my wifeâ??s happiness.

Kathryn and I share our last phone call from the airplane at just over an hour out. She giggles at Crystal as she dances around, because she is so happy. Crystal is singing, "Daddies coming home and he is bringing me a bike."

Kathryn says, "Trust me sheâ??s more excited about you coming home. The bicycle is just the cherry on top."

Smiling as I realize it, "Crystal is just like you Kathryn, of course sheâ??s happy about me coming home, but she knows I want to spoil her."

Giggling Kathryn says, "In that case what are you bringing home for me?"

Chuckling I say, "A lot of love, a green eyed Princess, four new friends, six new bicycles and a surprise if you donâ??t read my mind." I quickly picture the jewelry store in the airport to mislead her. What I got was a new quilt from the restaurant this morning, one perfect for Amanda and her to cuddle under together.

Kathryn laughs for a moment and says, "Nice try, but the quilt will be perfect. Mom picked up a rocking chair yesterday. We forgot to get underwear for Cindy and Crystal, so we went shopping again."

Laughing I say, "Oh, Iâ??m glad you didnâ??t go to Victoriaâ??s Secretâ??s trying to pick up underwear for the girls. What we have works both ways Love."

Kathryn says, "Like I would have any secrets from you anyway. Maybe thatâ??s why we are like this, we want to share everything with each other."

Realizing she is absolutely correct I say, "Thatâ??s true, the first thing I want to do when I get back is..."

Interrupting me Kathryn says, "Take me to bed, we both didnâ??t sleep any last night." That was true; Kathryn and I did not sleep. Sam slept on my chest, but I could not. Maybe the only reason I slept that afternoon was that Kathryn slept with Crystal on her shoulder. Last night we felt the separation, just like the night before our wedding. The retirement party happened before the effects of our separation hit us the hardest at bedtime.

Maybe that is the thing, Kathryn and I need to sleep together. We can be a part during the day, like when I go to school in the morning. Kathryn normally joins me in the afternoon when she brings Sam. We share lunchtime and Sam stays to take part in the self-defense classes. We were apart much longer than normal, but we did not feel the effects until bedtime. We are addicted to sleeping with each other, and like with any addiction you do suffer withdrawals when you do not have it.

That last hour seems to pass the slowest. We actually get a very good look at the lake as we fly over. Sam points out our house to the Simpsons, the glass enclosed pool and patio shine in the sunlight. Ten minutes later we are on final approach, the pilot brings us in with only a mild bump as we touched down. Jane only gave her husband a quick squeeze on his hand as we landed. The pilot begins breaking hard due to the short runway, and Jane again squeezes Charlesâ?? hand tightly. Charles is as cool as a cucumber, not phased at all.

Once the pilot had stopped the plane Charles looked at his wife and says, "That was a very good landing, although I think the pilot may have braked a little harder than he needed, but better safe than sorry."

The pilot begins to move the aircraft again this time we are taxing up to the largest gate of our airport. The terminal here is not large, with only four gates, we normally only have two to four flights a week in here. Our airport has just opened the terminal, and we take flights in mostly on the weekends, some people preferring to fly and use a rental car locally. This is one of the largest aircraft to land at our airport, and I had to double check to verify we could land here.

Because this is a charter flight, the flight crew stored our carry-on for us, along with the bicycles they will bring them to the gate for us. We stopped at the gate, which extends to the aircraft. Our hatch is open Sam is the first off follow by me, just past the security gate Sam is wrapped by Kathryn who has tears of joy at her daughterâ??s return. I wrapped the two in a hug. Misty practically knocks Marshall over with her greeting. George and Alyssa giggle at them. Mom gets my attention and I give her a hug after giving Kathryn a long kiss. Poor Sam squeezed between us, when I moved I heard her breathing hard. Sam complaints, "Mommy, Daddy, you nearly suffocated me."

Charles is laughing hard, as I introduced him to Kathryn. "If you havenâ??t guessed this is Kathryn my wife. Sam made the mistake of getting between us."

Sam giggling says, "I donâ??t mind, but you got to let me come up for air. Daddy, remember I missed Mommy too."

Daniel passes me Crystal who has been trying to get into my arms since seeing me. Crystal says, "Daddy I missed you. Iâ??m glad you took care of the bad man."

I begin giving Crystal kisses to her cheeks and she giggles at my affection. After about twenty or so I say, "I missed you my beautiful Princess."

I turned to Cindy who is in Karaâ??s arms and I reach for her. She comes into my embrace and I hold her close. I give her a few kisses on her cheek not wanting to overdo it. I smile at her face and say, "How is my niece, because I missed you too."

Cindy giggles, "Iâ??m great Uncle JJ, and I missed you too."

The flight attendants wheel off the bikes and Cindy can see hers over my shoulder. She lights up, "Uncle JJ I love you, and you really did bring me a bike all the way from Texas." I set the girls down so they can look over their bikes. They run to them, thank the flight attendants. Their bikes surprise my other two nieces and my nephew. The kids push the bikes to us, with the biggest smiles on their young faces.

Jimmy, who is gotten a job at the airport, comes up to me he smiles and says, "JJ, your cargo can be delivered in about two hours. We need to move it to a flatbed after finishing offloading it."

I returned a smile and say, "That will be great, Jimmy. Thank you."

Jane says, "Young man no need to rush, just handle it with care."

Jimmy always polite says, "Yes mam we will, just like it was my own motherâ??s household belongings."

Jane smiles and says, "Think you Jimmy."

I take Crystal back into my arms she squeezes me tight and slides up to give me a kiss. I cannot help but notice that Cindy is in Danielâ??s arms, Kathryn and Sam holds each other, Misty and Marshall still have not stopped kissing. Ron and Reese still are each otherâ??s arms too, but they now talk to Charles, Jane, Jim, and Mitch.

We began introductions after a few more moments. With the return of our carry-on luggage, we begin walking out the airport. It is not very long before we are heading home. It is only two in the afternoon nearly time for Sam and Crystalâ??s nap. We give the Sampsons and Mitch a quick tour of our house, inviting them to use the pool or any other facility they want. We walk them over to the 1924 home, and I hand Charles the keys.

Cindy asks if she could spend some time with Kara instead of taking a nap because she is too old for that. I smile and pull her into a long hug before telling her, "I really did miss you, but I understand how you feel about Kara and Daniel."

I ask Kara, "You do not mind watching Cindy? Your baby sister and I really need a nap." Kara somewhat confused but shakes her head no and opens her arms for Cindy. Kathryn and I take Sam and Crystal back to our room for a nap.

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