<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #80BF00">Karra Lee Micheals</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #80BF00">Captain Micheals</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/d8d8d07d-bef1-4b12-bb9c-4a8ccbe576b0_zps6c4f5818.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Karra had been surprised to be suddenly laying in the pile of parachutes with Tom holding her hands above her head. <br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"I am not in the mood for that shit, Karra. I have waited two years to tell you that I would like you to be more than my co-pilot. Everybody saw that I cared a lot about you, I guess most of the guys over there believe that we are a couple. To learn now that you have not even realised my feelings hurts. It hurts a lot. I did all to keep you away from the princess, as I had seen in her eyes that she already claimed you for herself. You think, I wanted to see you end like that? Or her? Damn, Karra. We are in the deepest shit and you stop trusting me..."</span><br/><br/>Karra's tense body quickly slumped in defeat at Tom's words. He thought she didn't trust him? Ridiculous. But as she reviewed the events of the day, she had been fighting him every step of the way--even though it wasn't through words. <br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"I'm done, Karra. I will go back now and put her back in my lap, if you like it or not. It is what I believe is the right thing to do. I said what I wanted to say. Now it is up to you, how you want to continue..."</span> with that Tom stood and went to the door. He was still stiff with anger and Karra suddenly felt deeply guilty. She stood, putting her hand on his shoulder. <span style="color: #80BF00">"I trust you, Tom. I never meant to make you think otherwise...I am sorry. I didn't know, alright? I just...I just thought you were being friendly with me..."</span> Karra spoke the truth. She had always been quite unlucky in the realm of love because of how dense she was to signals sometimes. <br/><br/>As for her jealousy, she had no idea where it had come from. Maybe it was from knowing the looks the Latina had been giving Tom, or perhaps it had been stress, a new environment, the bump on her head. She really wasn't sure. She only hoped the feeling would go away because she hated it.</div>