When Spike Giles came back from the Gulf War he wasn’t really the same of course most people that go to war and come back aren’t but for Spike it was different. The first night home he woke up in cold sweat thinking of all the terrible things he had seen. One thing was at that top of his mind from one of his missions something that was really bizarre. The people of that little town in Colorado thought it was just the war that made him jittery but it wasn’t.
One night while sitting in the local bar drinking a beer Spike heard a voice that was oh so familiar. He looked behind him and saw his best friend who he hung out with all the time before he went to war.
“Hey, Spike, how ya been long time no see.” His friend asked when he noticed Spike.
“Good, Angel, just a few nightmares here and there but other than that I’ve been good, you?” He said.
“Cool. You know I’m taking my two boys fishing this Saturday ya wanna come?” Angel asked. He was tall with dark brown hair; he wore a white t-shirt with jeans and a flannel Spikeet.
“Sure I’d love to come. How are Matt and Connor doing by the way?” Spike said thinking how much he would love to see Angel’s boys again since he hadn’t seen them for a very long time.
“Good. Matt turned 16, last month and Connor is turning 18 in two months. Oh you remember Kate Halbort from high school?” Angel said no matter what, Angel could always take the troubles off Spike’s mind
“Yeah, didn’t you go out with her our junior year of high school.” Spike said with a smirk on his face. He and Angel had known each other since first grade and had been best friends since then also.
“Yeah, I did. She’s back in town she had been gone for awhile left about five months after you did. Why don’t we go paint her car like we did after I broke up with her so she thinks someone stole it and left another car or we can hotwire it and put it in a parking lot near her.” Angel said plotting what to do to Kate for revenge even though the plotting he and Spike were doing was just for fun and that they weren’t really going to do it.
“You know that be so bad but so much fun.” Spike said jokingly thinking of all the bad things he and Angel did when they were younger and how he definitely needed something to do other than sitting around doing nothing other than watching TV and drinking beer every night and once in awhile go for a walk around the town. He had been back for a month and this was the first time he had seen Angel since he got back. It was good to see him again to take a brake from thinking about war non-stop.
“Well I’d better get home to the boys before they wonder where I’m at.” Angel said. He had lost his wife about two years after Matt was born due to pneumonia. Angel was in real bad shape for a while after that. Spike had never been married he went on dates but never found that special someone.
“Alright see ya around.” Spike said as Angel left the bar and he got up, paid for his beer, and went home to relax; at least that what he thought he was going to do.
That night as he crawled into bed after a long day he thought of his friend Angel and their upcoming fishing trip instead of the war for once and how he was glad it was Thursday and that tomorrow was Friday and that is what he fell asleep thinking about.
The next he knew he was on an alien spacecraft being hooked up to wires and being poked by them he knew that it was happening again but this time he was alone and he didn’t have his army issued gun with him all he had with were the pants he had worn to bed that night. He heard the aliens muttering something in their language and he also thought he heard someone screaming somewhere else on the ship but he wasn’t sure. He knew what they were doing because this was what happened to him and his men on that one mission he had gone on. He had been on a mission that was supposed to be so simple, he and his men were supposed to just rescue a lieutenant of another team, well while they were on the mission they were taken by aliens and these aliens did not let the men forget about it three of the seven men that were on the team died. The first two killed each other from delusions the aliens had put in their heads and the third man died of radiation sickness, which meant the aliens had definitely done something wrong with him. Spike didn’t like what they did because it hurt like heck and probably that little fact that nobody liked being poked by someone they didn’t know.
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