Previously on HFN: Kate and Spencer at Lunch
Author’s note: I am not a techie person, so I may not get all the Skype details right. Especially since I’ve never used it and I don’t know if it can be used by Security Forces across the world due to technology available and/or security issues. Just remember this is a fictional story 🙂
After work it was raining, much to Kate’s frustration. But Spencer said they could at least buy the equipment and worry about installation later if they had to. Spencer held up an umbrella and so they walked in a stilted fashion to his car, trying to stay in step. He was at least four inches taller than her so it wasn’t easy.
The rain drove down at an angle, soaking them. They tried to walk faster, but it was awkward. “We’re getting soaked,” Kate groaned.
“I hope you don’t melt,” Spencer teased.
“Ha ha.” They reached his car and he opened the door. She slid in, trying to dry off with a tissue from her purse. She heard him open the trunk, but she couldn’t see what he was doing. When he got in, he handed her a towel. “Oh, thanks. This is much better.”
She finished drying off, while he started the car and turned on the defrost. She finished drying off her uniform the best she could and started on Spencer’s. She dried off his sleeve and his cheeks. “There. That’s the best I can do.” She handed him the towel and their fingers touched, sending an electric shock through her arm. It was so unexpected, she gasped.
Spencer looked concerned. “You okay?” He took the towel and finished wiping down his uniform before tossing the towel to the back seat.
While Spencer drove, Kate pondered what had just happened. What was that spark and what did it mean? Out of the corner of her eye, she watched Spencer navigate through the storm, driving slowly through the gate on base and not much faster in town due to the limited visibility. They pulled into the parking lot of the electronics store and sat watching the rain for a minute, waiting for it to let up. “It’s not looking good,” Kate said.
“Nope. How long do you want to wait?” Spencer asked, looking at her and then out the windshield.
She looked at her watch. It was 4:45 and the meatloaf needed to bake for forty minutes, but she needed fifteen minutes to prepare it.
“You need an hour or so?” She asked, not answering his question yet.
“Maybe.” He looked at her, waiting.
“How late is too late?” She looked at the rain, a frown on her face. She really wanted to get this system in place so she could see John when they “talked”. But, she didn’t want Spencer to be unsafe installing it.
“Are you serious?” She laughed, swatting him on the arm. “I don’t want to stay up that late.”
“I don’t have anything better to do, do you?”
“That’s not the point, and you know it.”
“Spencer, work with me here.”
“I am. I’m still waiting.”
Kate noticed a small grin on his face. “For?”
“How long?” He repeated his original question.
“Oh, right. I need almost an hour for the meatloaf and potatoes.”
“So, it will take about the same amount of time for both of us. If we can just get out of the car.” He readjusted the defrost and turned down the radio.
“Oh! I forgot to tell you that I heard from John this morning. He said he’s been busy training. He’s fine.”
“Great! Maybe I have a message, too. I haven’t checked the last few days.”
Next time on HFN: Setting Up Kate’s Skype