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"Alright, fall in everyone!" Babie tiredly called out to her fellow shipmates during the morning huddle. She stood facing a small horde of zombified sailors still trying to find a fuck to give at 530 in the morning. "I know you're all wondering why leadership had us show up to work at 5-" she started to explain resulting in multiple grunts, moans, and cursing at the fact that none of the higher ups bothered to show. "Truth is I just got word that we got some VIPs coming to visit base today and they might do a quick walk through of medical. So the clinic has to be cleaner than Mr. Cleans ass." She finished with a clap of her hands and cracking open her third energy drink.
"Fuck, Garcia, why didn't they just have us do this yesterday," called out Bailey, a 6ft tall American Dream boat of a man.
" Bailey, that makes too much sense! That is some dangerous thinking," she joked, gaining a chuckle from the giant as everyone else started to file out of the room and begin their tasks. " Besides, it's a surprise visit. Wouldn't be much of a surprise if they told us when they would show up, now would it?" She finished with a wink as she passed by to write daily assignments on the dry erase board.
Bailey watched as his 5'4 dark hair and tan skin supervisor tried to write in the top boxes on her tippy toes. "Babie, move over so I can do that for you."
"Thanks, and don't call me that at work. I don't want anyone to get the wrong idea." She stated with a pointed look as she handed him the marker
" What? That we're REALLY good friends who often use first names." He winked at her before finishing her task.
"We are good friends".
Neither, of course, were lying. They would often find themselves hanging out after work or spending the weekends watching movies in their pajamas. Though they had feelings and an underlying sexual tension that could power entire cities, Babie always put her career before her own needs.
She had no interest in starting any new relationships since her divorce. Although amicable, it drained her in ways she hadn't yet recovered from. She had married her best friend and they even had a child, but they ultimately wanted different things. Her ex maintained primary custody considering the fact that she could deploy at a drop of a hat; however, he always made the effort for Babie to spend plenty of quality time with their daughter.
The day dragged on in its usual form: heavy load of patients in the morning and Babie running around making sure that everything ran smoothly and that everyone was pulling their weight. In the middle of her controlled chaos her Chief calls out for her to inform everyone that the VIPs are heading to the clinic "Garcia, ETA 10 minutes!" And with that she was off like a prom dress. She was here. She was there. She was everywhere at the same time. "Alright everyone, badges on! PII put away! Make sure your areas are clean!" She commanded as she tidied patient rooms and gathered discarded items to hide in her desk until she could later return them to their proper place.
Bailey hurried over to help his favourite struggle bus carry the smorgasbord of items that seemed to be obscuring her view. " So what kind of VIPs are showin' up?" "Don't know," she muttered as she straightened her uniform and checked her hair in the mirror "Some foreign nationals or whatever Chief said. Don't know why they would want to visit medical but whatevz." She let out with a sigh. "Probably some old geezers from an allied country trying to see how a medical facility can run with minimal staff, tight working conditions, and limited resources." She snorted. "I wouldn't say that." Bailey whispered as he gave her a small nudge.
She looked to her friend who was blocking her exit and view of the gaggle of people making their way to her office. All she could hear was the voice of her Commanding Officer as he made polite introductions. "And here is HN Bailey, one of our hardest working sailors and naturally skilled hand for emergency patient care. Bailey, have you seen Garcia?" "Right here, Sir!" She squeaked out in her best customer service voice. She practically shoved the giant infront of her to get through the threshold. Her gaze met a wall of red uniform adorned with gold medals unlike anything she'd seen before. As her eyes made the journey up, she was greeted with a smile so bright it could've rivaled the sun. "Ah! There you are! Sir, this here is Garcia, the Work Centre Supervisor, Sailor of the year, and is the reason for this clinic running so smoothly! She makes my job easier and makes me confident that once I retire the Navy is in good hands." He choked out in the end. Her senior officer had always been an emotional mess but like an extremely proud papa bear. "Pleasure to meet you." She extended her hand. "Diavolo" he boomed with a megawatt smile that reached his golden eyes. "Damn, those eyes could melt ice," she thought as he took her hand in his equally tan one. He guided it to his lips with a soft kiss on her knuckles. Babie felt her cheeks heat up at the gesture. Everyone watched the exchange that left Babie the same hue as Diavolo's red locks.
"Crowned Prince Diavolo."
"Prince?! Did this sexy mufuker just say PRINCE??" Babie's mind was short circuiting after hearing that she just had royal lips on her hand. And not just any royal, a royal sex god of a mans lips. She did her best to compose herself and make a hasty getaway to go splash some cold water on her face.
"Well, your majesty, please let me know if you need any assistance during your visit. If you'll excuse me..." Bowing to Diavolo and accidentally booty bumping the body behind her. With a yelp she stood to apologise only to be greeted with a smirk and burning crimson eyes. "My apologies, I didn't mean to startle you, I was simply admiring the organization and quaintness of your office." The beautiful raven hair stranger said politely grasping her hand and placing a chaste kiss like Diavolo did prior. "Damn, I knew this ass would get me in trouble one day but I didn't expect it to be like this!""L. M. Star, Second in Command to the Crowned Prince, pleasure to make your acquaintance Ms. Garcia." He said with a silk voice deeper than the ocean.
Growing concerned ,and straight up jealous, about his friend *cough*crush*cough* Bailey cleared his throat, " Excuse me, Garcia, the patient in room three needs an EKG, Dr. Parker's exam room is out of bed paper and is running 20 minutes behind on his patients." He stated assisting in in getting her brain back into work mode. Babie nodded and was back to her workaholic self. "Excuse me gentleman," She began walking towards the locker rooms stopping outside the door" Bailey, grab the bed paper from the supply room. Since Morning Triage is over the treatment room should be open. Begin taking Dr.P's patients in there and take vitals and return them to the lobby, it'll eases the some of the workload and maintain patient care."
She said with a sigh as she noticed the entourage of people somehow ended up near the locker rooms. "I will do the EKG on the Patient in Room 3 so let Dr. Alma know and remember to thank the patients for their 'patience during today's visit in the middle of a VIP visit.' Give me about five minutes and I'll be there." Bailey simple nodded and gave a quick "Roger that." Before making his way past Diavolo, L. M. Star, and a quiet green eyed fellow with a turquoise tips on part of his hair.
"What fucking country are those guys from? And why did they kiss my hand?!" Babie though. But like, yeah, don't kiss a stranger's hand especially in a clinic, like hello, germs. She quickly composed herself and proceed to continue her work.
However, before she could step into the patient room her Chief a stated that her Commander was no longer able assist the VIPs and now the responsibility fell on her. "Also, they have been asking quite a bit about you," mentioned her Chief knitting his brow's in concern " Seems you've made quite the impression. Take Bailey with you, they might be VIPs but I don't like how they've been looking at one of my sailors." He muttered close to her, so no one else could hear.
Although, the military is a mans world Babie somehow managed to fit in. She was infact the only female active duty in her clinic, and her brothers in arms protected her with an intensity that matched their respect for her.
The rest of the visit went without issue or Babie getting all hot'n' bothered by the Prince of Sexy Town and his two Royal Hotness Guardsmen. She and Bailey soon found themselves bidding farewell, " Thank God they're gone" groaned Bailey " Oh come on , they were ... nice. And it's not like you're ever going to see them again." Replied Babie. Which was no lie he wouldn't see them again.