[Azalea 'De' Andre]

1945
Veda Base
Hallway to Billie's Quarters
 
Azalea ran down the hallway as quick as her feet would take her. Finally all the formalities were over with. The debriefing of the expedition to the young woman was complete, and she was finally able to do as she wished before the next mission started. After tossing the belongings in the quarters that were given, before exploring the base, the very first thing to do was tell as certain person that she had finally arrived. After a year of trying to get into the expedition, the application was finally accepted. There was finally need of a linguistics on the team, and apparently her application was at the top of the pile. That was hard to understand when there was many more experienced linguists out there, especially in Stargate Command. Come on they only accepted the best of the best. All of them couldn't be that busy. Either way, here she was running down the hall to tell her best friend, Billie Jean Witwer, that she had finally had arrived.

The two had been best friends since the Academy. For the 3 years that she was in the Academy, the two grew close to be almost like sisters in her mind. From being on the same team and having to work together, to just sharing the woes of being a young woman in the Academy, the two bonded. It amazed Azalea still to this day they were best friends. Growing up, being friends with girls was never her strong suit. It was usually males that she more was prone to hang out with. Not always because they were good looking, but because they weren't as petty, annoying, or all into their looks like most girls seemed to be. The mind set stayed till meeting Billie. This woman definitely broke the mold. Still to this day, the brunette wasn't exactly sure what started their friendship, but grateful beyond words to have the spirited blond in her life. Billie was one of the very few people to see the real parts of her. Anyone who knew Azalea knew that she rarely opened up to anyone. Even though she had come a long way from who she was back at the beginning of the Academy, there was still rough and jagged parts to her. Parts that only an elite select few saw in her. Billie happened to be one of those trusted few. That was why this moment was so important

1950
Vedas Base
Billie's Quarters

Standing outside, Azalea gave a small rap on the door, stood back rocking back and forth on the heels, biting her lip to keep from shouting out Billie's name to open the door. For a whole year, the two had been writing back and forth, talking of this moment. For a year, the brunette was doing all she could to be in the same place as her best friend, and finally that moment had arrived. Come on Bills!! Don't make me wait too long! You know that I can't ever keep my cool for too long, especially when I'm excited, she thought trying to not call out for Bills to open the dang door already. There were three people that could bring out this reaction in the semi calm female, and Billie was one of them. Funny how friends, best friends, can really bring out the side you never knew you had.

"PINKIE!!" Azalea shouted when the door finally opened, only to wince glancing over her shoulder, praying no Superior Officer was coming by at that exact moment. "For anyone who might be sleeping, sorry," stated before turning to see the dear friend she had been waiting for to see. "I'm finally here! I finally made it! Still not sure how, but regardless, HI!!! Now we don't have to send anymore letters, but that was fun! Anyway, how are you?! I'm so excited to be in the same place as you, and I'll stop rambling now. Hi again!" The brunette had to laugh at herself. Only Billie, Shannon, and Ken ever really shall this random, babbling idiot she became when excited. Usually she was more composed and a smart arse, but friends had a way of helping you relax and just be yourself. Billie's friendship did just that. God there was so much to catch up on, and now they had all the time in the world. Well, till it was time for the next mission.

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[Billie Jean Witwer]

1945 - 1950
Veda Base
Hallway to Billie's Quarters

Her cookies had arrived, Billie grinned as she sat the box down and counted the bags her sister send. There were two extras bags as requested. Oh, her reliable twin sister was awesome. Billie missed her so much as she missed Az. Some days all she wanted to do was to pick up the phone and call her and Az. She missed hearing their voices. Videos helped, but not by much. Listening to their voices in real time held magic. Sighing she pulled out two bags, carried them over the desk. Taking out her pink post-it-note, Billie wrote Harper’s name on two, sticking one to each bag. Making a mental reminder to give to the Sergeant when she saw him next.

She heard the rap, looked at the time and frowned. If Harper was coming to check on her about her meds and if she had taken them or not. She was going to bite him. Getting to her feet, “Harper,” she called out, as she opened the door. “I have already taken –” It wasn't Harper who stood there, she blinked as Az did all but scream her callsign at top of her own lungs. Trying to process what she was seeing, before pinching herself when the Lieutenant looked back at he with a sheepish glance. Witwer let out a small laugh as Az rambled on and on. The woman was finally here. Billie pulled her inside, “Hi to you too.” Another laugh escapes her lips, as the SV-2 XO leaned on the bed end, “You and your rambling. I thought by now you would have gotten over ramblings.” She knew Des had been here. The woman before Billie had changed over the years, but somethings, the young Navy officer mused stayed the same. “But I guess hard habit to break.”

“Lucky for me, I haven’t send that reply to your letter yet.” She was still processing that her best friend was here, “Oxford boys played nice?” Captain Snarky hopefully hadn’t been full of snark. There were times her Commanding Officers weren’t know to play nice.

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[Azalea 'De' Andre]

1952
Vedas Base
Billie's Quarters

There were a few things that were Azalea's strong suit. Rambling unfortunately had to be one of them - with the right people. If she rambled in front of you, that really did mean something. Even though this young woman was chill, seemed to have it all together at times, and very sarcastic, that was the only side she wanted most of the world to think. The rambling, crazy, fun side was a side that she only wanted certain people to see. It was reversed and a strange way to be, but that was Azalea. The fact that certain people, like Billie, now saw this side was progress. There was a time in life she thought no one would ever want to, or even try, to be her friend, let alone best friend, but time had proven wrong. Here she was standing face to face back with her best friend after not seeing her for years.

"You know you would be worried if the rambling ever fully stopped. It's not really me if I don't right?" asked with a grin giving a small shrug of a shoulders. "I haven't seen you in a few years. I would have probably exploded if I didn't" The First Lieutenant chuckled leaning up against the wall. It was a lot of fun writing letters back and forth. It was a lost art and one this female wanted to bring back. It gave something to look forward to in the mail. Mail now a days was nothing but junk and bills. Writing actual letters made going to the mail box exciting. Sure when it came to the Stargate Program, letters took longer than the average letter. Being stuck in another galaxy would do that. There was only certain times that the mail would go out, then  only certain times you would receive it. It really sucked, but hey, it made getting mail that much more exciting.

Azalea winced remembering the debriefing. Was it bad that half of it she didn't really fully remember? One from being so tired with getting everything ready the past week for the expedition. Two because all she was really thinking about during the debriefing was seeing the blonde that was now standing here. During the whole thing, it was a struggle to get the mind to focus on everything they were saying. "They were a bit rough around the edges, but for the most part I think so? I'm already scared senseless being here, so if they were trying to intimidate me, it worked," explained giving a small smile. Even with the pep talk from Destiny, there was still the nagging feeling in the back of the mind, there was a mistake with her application getting accepted. Why her constantly kept playing through the mind. Yes she did have to start some where, but when there were countless more experienced linguists back at the SGC, and the expedition was in need, it would make more sense choosing someone else. Continually having this thought linger in the back of the mind wouldn't help matters; this the brunette knew, but it was a thought that seemed to implant in the mind and wouldn't let go.

"Now that we are finally face to face, how have you really been Bills? Honestly. The stories about the expedition are great, but I'll be honest, I've missed girl talk. So spill, how have you been truly doing since joining the Vedas expedition pinkie?" asked giving a soft smile. Something that Azalea was, unfortunately for others, good at was getting to the heart of the conversation. When you were a dear friend of hers, small talk went out the window, especially when it came to her girl friends. They did the same to her, always seeming to know when something else was on the mind, so she did it right back. "Oh before I forget, Ken says hi. I saw him just before I left and he wanted me to tell you that, plus keep sending the letters. Said it's going to be weird receiving letters from two people at the same place now instead of just one," chuckled thinking about her other dear best friend. Ken helped make the last year at the SGC bearable. The poor guy had to put up hearing a lot about how all she wanted to do was work at the expedition. He had been right. Her time would come, and it had. There was a twinge of sadness, wishing the three of them could be at the same place again. Maybe someday in the future, but for now two would have to do.

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[Billie Jean Witwer]

1952
Vedas Base
Billie's Quarters

There were things about people that made them who they were, but along with that it told others a lot as well. It was more than ramblings, annoying people, or even eating favorite food. Just so much more than what showed on the surface on someone. It was sign, a hint that all was well with the person. When they stopped doing things they loved it was then time to start getting worried. It was what showed that something was troubling the person in question. Whether someone did their daily routine of their chosen activity or not did speak volumes. It had taken her sometime to get into her to ‘adult’ routine after being turned into a child. Heck it had taken the whole base weeks to stop walking around her like she was C4 ready to explode. That did tell her that she had been handful. Only the few selected had been able to calm her down and the cookies worked like charm.

Az’s rambling came to light only to few people; not many had the honor of seeing it. Billie had over the years in the Academy manage to see the side that she was seeing now. It was a shame that the woman before wasn’t able to show it to the world. Her ramblings were cute when one needed a cheer up or a little coxing to get things done. It was Az’s little trick she didn’t at times Billie mused she used on her friends and possibly her family. She pondered at her friend’s question, “You are right,” the SV-2 XO agreed, “I did be worried if you didn’t ramble away like you do. And it won’t be you, if you came here quietly and not make noise.” And even made Billie’s eardrum wince in process. But she did miss it if it ever stopped.

Billie grinned, “It won’t be them if they weren’t rough, I did be worried otherwise,” she spoke, but Billie knew the three Oxfords were fair as well. Their concerns were and could be justified at times. “But they mean well.” Which was true. Harris did speak highly of Colonel Travis Oxford. So someone was doing something right. “They might look like high and mighty, but if anyone messes with their men and women under their command, I did be more worried about the other party who would be on receiving end of their anger.” Their loyalty wasn’t something that they gave easily to anyone. One had to earn it. If they gave it did mean more to receiver. Billie didn’t want know what would happen if one did something to break that loyalty.

How she had really been? The Navy Lieutenant wondered as the question, but lying to Az wasn’t something she could slip easily. The woman knew her, “I have been going great,” she told her as flopped on the bed and stole a cookie from the bag, “Wasn’t looking forward to a sugar crash. But I miss home like crazy. I haven’t heard Brandy voice since I have been here; and its driving me nuts.” She missed her twin so much, words would fail her. Nor she had seen her sisters face, not that matter much cos Brandy was her identical twin, Billie saw her face in the mirror every day, but that wasn’t the point. “I miss…heck I miss my family. Sure these guys are the next best thing, but you know.” It wasn’t the same.

Billie smiled, during the Academy the trio had earned Donald Duck nephew’s names. How the heck that happened she had no idea, who had which name, she didn’t know. “Letter to him went out. I miss being the trio from those days.” And sighed. “I somewhat wish he was here too.” She spoke as if she was reading Az’s mind. “Now your turn, how have you been?”

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[Azalea 'De' Andre]

1954
Vedas Base
Billie's Quarters

It was going to take getting use to new commanders. It was going to take getting use to new personnel period. After being at the SGC for so long, you get use to the people around there. You know their quirks. You know what to do and what not to do. You know who you have to really follow the rules to a T with, and who you can be lient with. You also learn when someone is joking and when someone is serious. Here, everyone was the same. It was a whole new ball game here. When it came to meeting the Oxfords, they almost had the Lieutenant shaking in her boots. Even if they were putting on a front and making themselves seem more rough than what they already were, it worked. She was convinced. Hopefully there would come a time she could talk about them as easily and calmly as Billie did. Till then, it was just sit back and observe. Don't make yourself stand out anymore than need be. "Good to know their protective of their own, but then again, usually that's most COs. Remember Airhorn? He was a jerk, but he still had our backs. Never really liked showing it, but it did mean a lot when he did," chuckled remember said teacher back from the academy days. Airhorn use to scare the crap out of this female. He was good at making your day go from good to bad in an instant. If you didn't fall into line, or his ways, yeah watch out. Though in the long run, he really did know what he was talking about.

Azalea was really glad to hear that Billie was honestly doing great. Sometimes the blonde liked to hide what was really going on - just like the brunette did. Which was why when the tables were turned, Az stopped for a moment glancing away. Why was there a sudden pause to tell the truth? This was Billie, her best friend. The one that she could tell anything to. Heck, Ken knew all about the insecurities. Well not all of them. He was a guy after all, plus the one that there was still slight feelings for. Even though the brunette dated Sean Connolly for all of her time during the academy, that didn't mean other things popped up too, but never ever acted on. It wasn't still the two broke up that the Linguist really entertained the thoughts about something with Ken. It was never acted on because with the two being best friends, there was always that fear their friendship would end. She would much rather have Ken as a best friend than nothing else. She valued their friendship way too much. Though keeping everything from Billie was a no no. There wasn't any barrier when it came to her. If Billie could tell her the truth then she could to too.

"To be honest Billie, I feel like there is a mistake with me being here. I keep having this feeling there should be someone more qualified to be here - as if they are going to say, KIDDING! Time for you to go home," started to explain looking down at the floor, toeing it with the front of the boot. "I know I know, I shouldn't think like this. I mean I'm here right? Both Des and Ken basically told me to knock off that thinking. Des told me that if I keep thinking like that I'm bound to really screw up. I know she's right, but this is my first mission in another galaxy. How can I not feel this way? Please tell me you had similar feelings as I did when you first came here."

She couldn't be the only person feeling like this. Surely others had to have felt this way too - especially feeling so wet around the ears like she did. Being so knew and still feeling so fresh out of the academy, it was hard not to have these feelings. The Lieutenant waited for Billie's response. The tide was turned and this time it was Azalea in the hot seat. That was the interesting part about their friendship. The two were able to give the honest hard truth that sometimes others couldn't. She was grateful for it, because it was times like these they were truly needed. Maybe it was Billie's talk that would take getting her to snap out of Debbie downer thoughts.

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[Billie Jean Witwer]

1954
Vedas Base
Billie's Quarters

She knew what Az was going through was the adjustment period. She had been in the same boat when they threw the orders at her. She had been sure that they had made a mistake to send her to the Vedic Galaxy. The only difference between the two friends was that Billie had been wit the group from day one and she was now adjusted to the whole new galaxy to explore stuff. Az would get there due in time. She would also get to know that Oxfords were as tight a$$ or intimidating as the trio looked. Collins, Calmara along with Des’s own sister had worked with Travis on Delta. Besides, the man wasn’t bad either. Expect he had stolen and ate her cookies along with her when she had been turned into a child. Then of course, Admiral had grounded her for eating them when she wasn’t supposed to. “They are…..unique in their way of protecting,” she added, “They have their own ways to make things work. Oh lordy,” she groaned, “I remember him. He was pain, but he did mean well. Sometimes I did wanted to harm real good, some days. I doubt that without him many of us would have survived the Program’s Academy.”

She rolled over and listened, “I know,” she grinned, “it takes a while to get it out of your head that it’s not a mistake. And it’s not a mistake. We don’t send to another galaxy, let alone become a part of the expedition without merits. If they just wanted jarheads, they could send anyone to get the job done. Being out here is more than that, they know it, we know it. But no one voices it.” She tilted her head in her signature style, “Do I have to tell you knock it off too?” She would normally beat the words into Az like a drill instructor if the need came. She had done in the past. She had used the method to cox out the Az everyone should know. Not the one the woman before her had projected to the world. Facades she knew well enough.

“We all felt that,” she confirmed, “If I hear it right, Admiral and Captain Oxfords had it worse then us. Our CO’s were rookies and still are to a degree. Thank lord for Doctor Collins and Colonel Oxford’s being their guide. Otherwise we did be screwed big time.” It didn’t matter how long one was in the military, when it came to dealing with aliens, everyone was out their depths. Feeling like a fish out of water was a understatement of a lifetime.

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[Azalea 'De' Andre]

1956
Vedas Base
Billie's Quarters

It was comforting to know that Billie also felt the same way. It was different hearing it from Destiny. Destiny had been doing this for so long, it was probably hard for the older sibling to remember exactly what the first time was like. When it came to Billie, she was only a little bit ahead in the journey. It wasn't that Destiny didn't know what she was talking about - it was simply Azalea and Billie had been through so much together, it was easier to trust her. Once again, there was the shocker of actually trusting another female other than Destiny. "How long before you felt like you belonged here? Or are there still times that you feel this way?" asked sliding down the wall, taking a seat on the floor. Hopefully it wouldn't take too long. Maybe Destiny was right that she would have to see a shrink. That would be just her luck. Des was always saying the lieutenant needed to see someone for all the issues there was in the past. Maybe it was time.

Taking a breath, Azalea paused for a moment, letting it all sink in. This was really happening. After all the times of thinking about what it would be like to be in Vedas with the best friend, it was finally coming true. "Any cute guys here that are also single?" asked with a hopeful grin. "Don't you dare say that you haven't ever looked because I'm sure you have and just don't want to admit it." This definitely felt like old times. How many late nights were there back in the Academy talking about all the guys? Sure at that time the brunette was in a long term relationship with a certain male, but that didn't stop from looking. The reason for noticing Ken - a fact that the blonde sitting in the room never let her live it down. That probably had to do with the fact that Billie never really like Sean, but that was minor details, or was it.

Waiting for Billie to answer, the Lieutenant thought back to those years with Sean. Honestly, why didn't she listen to Billie a long time ago. Why didn't she listen to anyone who said it was a waste of time. Heck, even Ken said that Sean really didn't appreciate her. Maybe if she had listened then there wouldn't still be this much heartbreak. It had been a few years and still the brunette wasn't over the break up. Azalea couldn't even remember if Billie knew or not that they weren't together anymore. They hadn't seen each other in a while, and it was a topic of conversation that she tried to avoid. If it was brought up, it was mostly teasing about still having feelings for Ken and nothing happening, or pushed back onto Billie about who she might like at this particular time. It was always fun to talk about that because the blonde would always try to tip toe around it, but somehow it always came out who it may be. That may be the case again tonight.

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[Billie Jean Witwer]

1956
Vedas Base
Billie's Quarters

Right now, Billie was glad that Az was here. There was someone, who understood her. Sure, there were members who were around her age group or a little older. Harper came to mind as her eyes darted to the cookie bags she had for him on the desk. But what she needed was someone to whom she was close to. There was loyalty within the expedition, yet there was always a void. All three Oxford had each to rely on, then there was Harris and Harper. Not to mention, Warren and Hamrick. Seeing all connections made her feel awkward some days. Here, was someone she knew outside of the ranks and whatnot. Her best friend, they had history yet so much more. While she was only few steps ahead in the experience, it wasn’t going to be long before the Lieutenant caught up with her. It was then the fun would start. Giving a small smile, Billie looked at Az, “Some days you feel like you belong,” she shrugged, “others days you stick out like a sore thumb. It just……depends I guess. PMSing doesn’t really help.” She giggled.

Hearing the questions, Billie’s giggles turned into a full-blown laugh. She was not eating a cookie. Trust Az to ask such questions. It was just like the Lieutenant to do so, “You have not been here a day, and already asking such questions. Shame on you,” she jested and picked up and threw the stuff toy that the local had made for her when she had been turned into a child and at Az, “You don’t really beat around the bush.” How many times in the past Az had asked her the same question? Billie had lost count of it. But one this was for sure that both of them looked out for each other. The last time Billie wanted was a Matthew Redding situation all over again. If that became the case, Az was sure to murder someone, or at least do some major harm, “Rest assured there no Redding clones walking, so far.” That one was out the way. Because Billie knew, it was only matter of time before Az asked. Billie knew Redding was still likely to be on Az’s hate list. The Air Force Officer had been her first crush and perhaps in some sense -thanks to the drug that French gave them- her first love for a brief period. Once the full effects has run their course, the experience had made her feel like an idiot. It had not helped that he had no shown up on their first date.

She considered protesting, about looking, but who was she kidding, her best friend would stop the lie before Billie even finished her words, “There are few. Some on the other end of Military ranks,” by that she meant enlist, “Some officers. If you haven’t met the XO of SV-1, I suggest you do.” She spoke with a straight face. She was not going to admit that one worth a look. Hell, she wasn’t going to admit that she had flirted with Serge at times. It was harmless. It wasn’t like they were breaking any protocols by doing so. “Just be warned, he’s tall. You might have to crane you neck, up look at him.”

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[Azalea 'De' Andre]

1958
Vedas Base
Billie's Quarters

Knowing there were days ahead that these thoughts wouldn't be so consuming was helpful for Azalea. Also now having her best friend around was very helpful as well. That had to be part of the issue. Back in the Academy, whenever there were these kind of thoughts, Billie was always there to counteract them. Just like she was always there to counteract the thoughts that came into her mind. The two were always there for each other. They were basically almost inseparable. Leaving one of her best friends was probably the hardest thing about graduating the academy. Not knowing when you'll see your friends again, especially in their line of work, was the hardest. How did Des do it being in a committed relationship. Just knowing Bills was just around the corner to that give that kick in the head she always needed was the reassurance that she needed. "Let me guess, PMSing here is worse than back at the academy. I has to be since we can't just jump in the car and drive into town when the mess hall is out of chocolate," stated giving a small chuckle, remembering all of those days.

Azalea laughed giving a small shrug. "What?! I have to distract myself some how! Knowing what eye candy is around here will help," grinned wishing that Shannon was here. That girl was the one who really started the eye candy saying. She was also one of the ones that helped get through the brunette's head that Sean wasn't really the right fit for her. Actually if anything, Shannon was rooting for team Az and Ken, though that would most likely never happen either. "Thank god. I saw him once when I was on SG-21, and it took all I could to not go over there to give him a piece of my mind, while also knocking him out," said poking at the carpet with the toe of the boot. "Now if I ever saw him on the streets, that would be a different story. There would be no backing down."

Even hearing about the good looking Serg, Azalea didn't even want to think of it. Who was she really kidding. Back at the SGC, the lieutenant had many chances to go on various dates, but never really did. There was a few, basically to make Des happy and she was getting back on the horse, but that was the farthest from the truth. It had been a year or so since the break up with Sean, and she still really wasn't past it. It didn't really help that no one really knew, and those who did, she didn't really talk about it at all. Maybe being here with Billie would help. Sometimes having the best friend therapy was all you needed to move on. "I'll definitely have to check him out," smiled slightly trying to make it as convincing as possible. "So any guys here you have your eye on, and don't tell me you. I'm sure you do, and you know I'll pull it out of you one way or another." It only took her how long to pull it out of Billie that she had a crush on Mattie. Hopefully it wouldn't be a repeat of the same thing this time.

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[Billie Jean Witwer]

2000
Vedas Base
Billie's Quarters

It felt like old times with Az. Locking themselves in a room, with junk food and other nibbles and talk away for hours. If given a chance, they would do it here too. And Billie would even make that happen. Whether it was for a quick talk or for advice. Even for simply having a lazy day in. Their talks could go on for hours on end. Following day there would be still plenty to talk about. It always bemused Landers on that part. The Montana native was always bemused by the two. Of course from him; Az, Ken and her had earn the names of Huey, Duey and Louie; Donald Duck nephews for always being together. Who had which name, Billie never figured that out. She grinned, the nodded, “That sums it up. It helps keeping stock of Chocolates. Or in my case …..Cookies.” With Az here, it could be more bearable.

Billie rose an eyebrow, “You need eye candy?” she question then frowned. Last Billie knew Az had been dating Sean. While Billie didn’t like him, for the sake of Az, put up with his appearances when he made them. There was something about him, she hadn’t liked. “I thought you were dating, Sean.” Tilting her head, “What am I missing? He didn’t dump you, did he?” If that was the case, Billie was going to beat him till he was purple all over. Hearing Az’s story regarding the latest on Matthew Redding. Feeling touched, she crawled over to where Az was, “Matt’s old news. Let’s just let that go. He’s not worth facing charges.” While it was tempting to hurt, it wasn’t worth risking one’s career.

The Navy Officer giggled at the words, “He’s worth checking out. Especially, if baby faced men are your thing.” She bumped shoulders with her friend. The guy was also bumbling at the drop the hat. She pulled a shocked face when what was a mock accusation came, “I do not have my eye on anyone.” She gave a friendly pinch on Az’s arm, “While I might enjoy looking at cute faces around here. No one has caught my eye.” Flirting with Harper didn’t count, not really. “Tell you what...” she shifted a little, “Why don’t you take the two cookies bags to Harper, afterwards? You will get some idea of that eye candy we have around here as well.”

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[Azalea 'De' Andre]

2002
Vedas Base
Billie's Quarters


There it was; the questions about Sean. As much as Azalea wanted to completely avoid that topic, there wouldn't be any escaping it now. This was why the two were best friends. They could usually see when something was up in the other one; as well as usually be able to talk through what was going on with the other. Now that the subject was brought up, it was time to tell the best friend everything that happened. It wasn't that she was hiding it from Bills; it was simply telling her made it final. It was really over and there was no going back. It made everything more real and complete - as if the last year without Sean wasn't real enough.

Taking a deep breath, the brunette stared at the ground biting the lip, trying to figure out exactly where to start and even what to say. "Actually more like I dumped him," replied with a small smile, trying her hardest to not let that day come flooding back. "Our relationship wasn't going anywhere as much as I thought it was. You would think after being together for what, five - six years, we would have become something more. I know everyone else saw it, but I guess I needed to see it for myself to have it really sink in you know? I mean, we were together for all of my time at the academy, and most of my schooling after, it's still hard to really picture life without him." Pausing for a moment, she stared at the ground, trying to not let the tears start welling up. It still shouldn't hurt this much. It still shouldn't bother her that Sean was no longer in her life. There still shouldn't be that ache or sadness.

Hearing Bills talk about the Sergeant, even taking cookies over, Azalea wanted to jump at the fact, but the spark was gone; like it usually was when it came to opposite s3x ever since the break up. "Nah I think I'll pass. I'll save that for you Bills," stated with another small smile, then looked back at the ground knowing there would have to be more explanation. "I've tried Bills, really I have, but ever since Sean and I ended about a year ago, I haven't really wanted to try again. I know I should. I know I need to. I have gone on a few dates here and there, basically because Destiny forced me to, but other than that, haven't really done much of anything else. I mean, whenever I try I still see his face. Not only that, he is still the one I want to tell everything to. When I got accepted here, other than you and Destiny, I wanted to call him up and give him the news. Even if he was the biggest narcissistic in the world, he still encouraged me a lot, as well as wanted the best for me in the program. He never wanted me to stop learning and achieving the best. I feel, I feel almost lost still without him Bills. Trust me, I want to move on but really don't know how to." 

There was the honest truth about everything that went down. It was all out and someone knew the complete truth. As much as she knew it was time, Azalea didn't want to completely let go of Sean. It would mean everything was officially over. Moving on meant part of an era was over. Not only that, but she was still hurt about everything that happened, or didn't happen, in their relationship. They should have been almost married by now. There was so many promises, or hints of those promises, in the future, and nothing ever happened. There was always false hopes, believing that everything would be different after whatever the assignment was at the time. You would think that after a year, she would be over this or further along in getting over what happened, but you can only stuff feelings for so long before they come out and want to play.

Tag: Billie Jean Witwer

[Billie Jean Witwer]

2002
Vedas Base
Billie's Quarters

Billie chewed on another cookie or two as Az began her tale. It had to take guts to dump someone, especially if one had been dating them as long as Az had been with Sean, “You dumped him?” she asked, just so her brain didn’t spin inside at the news, “Wow. that’s….just…. Wow. And about …..” she cut off when she saw the expression, pulling the woman into an embrace, “I know he meant a lot to you. But you know, you are still here, still doing your own thing. For now that’s what you need. To find that Az without Sean.” And it was something the young lieutenant needed to do. Find herself, on her own. To find what she wanted out of like, and in life. Sometimes, hard roads weren’t avoidable, as much one wanted to. Billie would have known sooner or later. Sooner was much better than later; but in a odd way, it was still later than others. It wasn’t someone she expected Az to write about in a letter.


With a sigh, she looked at Az, “I might throw them at his head,” she commented, “I’ll have many chances to give to him. But you need some of that eye candy, stats. Besides,” she looked cheeky, “looking never hurts.” and shoved the last piece of cookie from her hands into her mouth. “Az,” she stopped Az, “go easy on yourself. Take one day at a time. You know, I’m not really the best person for a relationship advice, but you need to slowly learn to let him fade away from your life. I know you two were together like almost forever, but you can’t keep running back to that. While he was good in other ways, not so good in different ways. And the Az I know will do fine without him.”

It was hard when one tried to move on. She understood that. It had taken her a while to move on from Matthew Redding after all. “Well,” she said as she offered the cookies to Az, “by taking one day at a time. Being out here, you might your ‘how’ part. We all are here. Connolly, tries to give you a hard time, he will have go through the scary Oxfords you just met. Besides, you are here in another galaxy for Christ’s sake. Craziness from here will help.”

And the Oxford men were scary, ticking one off was never a bright idea. Unless one wanted injuries or a broken nose like Cowden had received. Technically, getting on Robert Oxford Jr’s bad side wasn’t a wise idea. The man would give as good as he got, if not; he would give tenfolds.

Tag: Azalea 'De' Andre