He hated these parties and this was the only the first in a long string of events the Government had setup for them. He would rather be out doing some pt then mingling with all these so called important people. Heck aside from the military brass, he know not even 5 other people here. Victor Daniels had lost all his family when he was young. His family now was the men and woman he served with in the 301st Marines. They were a heavy assault group, they got the job done when no others could. His commander was the best tactical and combat fighter he had ever seen, plus she was sexy as hell to boot. He had to admit to himself when he was alone in his bunk, he had though of her and him hooking him. There was no time for that in this war though. The enemy were relentless. They had more advance tech but we had the numbers, in the end we stopped them. All that was left after the last battle was the commander and himself. The enemy surrendered and we were called heroes.<br/><br/>He was on his fifth drink in as many hours and his second plate of chow when he noted she was alone. It could be the booze but he walked up to his commander feeling bold. "So commander you want to get out of here and into a bar I know, they have the best burgers in all of known space."