‘Where are you?’

He had sent that message at least fifteen times by now over the past couple weeks, all with no response.  This was the harsh and painful reality of being in the military and holding such a dangerous position.  He doubted anyone would contact him should the worst come to pass and even then he would never get straight answers.  That’s simply the way it was when it came to classified business.  Luckily with his connections he found out the unpleasant truth, at least as much as could be given.

MIA

What was he supposed to do with that?  At least it wasn’t KIA, this was better right?  He wasn’t entirely convinced of that.  She could be alive out there somewhere, captured even, there was no way of knowing.  The worst part was there was absolutely nothing he could do.  This wasn’t his branch and he had his own duties to perform.  No doubt they had their own people on it by now.  Perhaps Talon could help, the man had his ways.  Right now all he could do was hope and pray that she would make a safe return soon.  ...Someday.  

It was hard to ignore that aching feeling in the pit of his stomach telling him he shouldn’t get his hopes up.  A final comm message was sent off before he tucked it away:

‘Please be okay.’