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Change: camp." She walked her fingers up Derek's chest. "It's good to be Probablythe jealous."king."Derek heaved a sigh. "Damn it, Alison.Alison, Mel Brooks You'requotes aside, you're also tight with John... remember? John? That probably doesn't sit well with my men." "Sit well? Sit   View changes from previous version. (Word count: 1150)  View all updates.

Change: robin, with bright red coloring, and had gotten its foot caught in the wire mesh of an air vent when Alison came upon it. She cupped it   View changes from previous version. (Word count: 1119)  View all updates.

Change: private who had passed Derek and Alison a moment ago, a boyish looking man in his twenties, continued to walk down the hallway. concrete tunnel. He roguishly winked at a blonde, female soldier who was walking by in the opposite direction. She smiled back,back demurely, following him   View changes from previous version. (Word count: 1112)  View all updates.

Change: the grunt had just been."Half the squad knows about you and me." Derek chastised."Who cares? They're loyal to you." Alison raised an eyebrow. "And besides, they know you're sleeping with the best looking gal in the camp. Probably jealous."Derek heaved a sigh. "Damn   View changes from previous version. (Word count: 1009)  View all updates.

Change: A latch was opened and the door, greased with oil, moved aside on nearly silent rollers. A familiar, scruffy face was staring up at her.   View changes from previous version. (Word count: 1000)  View all updates.

Change: door opened. Alison leaned over, staring into the dark hole. "Flying monkeys," she replied, the password of the day. She'd give John credit for one thing. He had great taste in literature. It was a shame he didn't have better taste in women. Alison inwardly smiled at that.   View changes from previous version. (Word count: 600)  View all updates.

Change: Alison stopped in her tracks, her plasma rifle lowered, the dry wind whipping about her long, brown hair, as the memories came flooding back, and   View changes from previous version. (Word count: 509)  View all updates.