The War Against Ourselves 4Chapter 4: With Your Heart#02 - ChildI've always wanted to have a kid. Yeah I know, that's about as likely to happen as Sarge having wild passionate sex with one of the Blues, but it's nice to dream. I sometimes think about adopting a daughter when I get back home. I like to think that I'd be a good father. I'd always be there to play Barbies with her and to tie braids in her hair. I'd never neglect tea parties or be too busy to just sit and color. We could check out guys at the mall together when she grew up, and get facials together... Maybe I'm just lonely. Maybe it's just a foolish dream. But maybe I'd be just the father that some los
The War Against Ourselves 3Chapter 3: When the War is Over#30 - CrownI'm not a drinker. You could ask anyone that knew me if they weren't all hundreds of years dead by now. But Grif had me sitting in a bar drinking Crown and Cokes the second we got back to Earth. I don't think I'd ever really seen Grif happy before that night at the bar. He was finally free from the Army, he was free from Blood Gulch, and he was slamming down his liquor of choice. That was reason enough for him. I guess I never really pictured him as the type who would welcome company, especially mine, for a night of celebratory drinking. But I was apparently mistaken because most of the nig