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PostPosted: Tue Aug 18, 2015 7:51 pm 
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Tucking his hands into his jacket pockets Caleb pushed his way out of the bar, there hadn't been as many people there as he'd expected. Although that is what he gets for coming out early, an unexpected day off was very much appreciated but there was no one around that was available to go for a quick drink with him.

Not that he minded he could easily make friends anywhere, or he could at least smile and charm his way into a conversation. But there hadn't been anyone really up for a chat that day, so he'd finished his drink - he'd always liked the American beer more than the british - and decided to head back to the base. A walk back should pass the time, it was a bit of a walk back to base but if the weather held out it wouldn't be to bad.

About three quarters of the way back, he saw a car with hazards on stuck on the side of the road, it wasn't unusual to see a car off the side of the road. The phone reception could get a bit sketchy the closer to the base one got, well at least his did, he really should see about sorting his phone out.

Caleb had half a mind to carry on walking, but he recognised the person who was at the car, had seen him around the base before, he hadn't ever really spoken to him before. But seeing the car with hazards on, he couldn't just walk on by, jogging on up to him, he asked, "You alright there, need any help?"


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PostPosted: Tue Aug 18, 2015 10:00 pm 
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McCauley had decided to go home to his apartment tonight. While normally he would stay on base until friday afternoon when he'd pick up his little girl after work, he had decided to go home today. He had some stuff he needed to do before she could be welcomed in this new home.

He had some trouble, though. Halfway between the base and home, his car broke down. Robert pulled over to the side, and got out. While it was still light enough to see everything clearly, he took a torch from the dashboard just in case he'd need it later.

He walked to the front and popped up the hood. While he was checking a few things, a man came up to him. He spoke with a British accent. He looked at the man and said "I'm good. It's just my car that's done messed up." the Captain said with a smile, and in his Georgia accent.


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PostPosted: Wed Aug 19, 2015 12:00 pm 
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“Mind if I take a look at all?” asked Caleb, gesturing to the open bonnet. He might have been a weapons expert and yeah so that is what it said on his CV, but he loved cars. Just how medics couldn't stand to see someone in pain, it was kind of the same thing for him, he hated seeing a car not working.

Plus it gave him a sense of nostalgia, he'd had a few years where he resented the car breaking down, resented that it was such simple things that most owners could have done if they'd just checked. But now, now it was always good to get his hands on a car once in a while to let his hands work from muscle memory on finding the problem.

Nine times out of ten it was something simple, something he could fix straight away and it was fun for a short time. Pulling off his jacket – it was a nice jacket he wasn't about to damage it if he had to get his hands dirty – he took a look over the engine. He just wasn't going to touch without the consent.

“You weren't in any hurry at all were you?”


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PostPosted: Wed Aug 19, 2015 12:40 pm 
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The stranger asked if he could take a look. Robert stepped aside and waved towards the front of the vehicle as he said "Go right ahead, man". He hadn't worked on it long enough to know what was wrong yet, and he might as well let someone else look at it. He loved cars, and had a decent knowledge of engines, but who knows. Maybe this guy knew it better than he did.


"I wasn't, no. I just wanted to get the house clean before I pick up my girl tomorrow" Robert said, smiling. He extended his hand. "Robert McCauley" he said.


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PostPosted: Wed Aug 19, 2015 1:11 pm 
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Caleb shook the offered hand, “Caleb Williams,” he said in return. He now knew the man's name, it was nice to know he hadn't met everyone on base yet, sure the base could feel small at times but Caleb knew there was still new people to meet and here was one.

There had been no ranks exchanged which Caleb didn't mind, he never exactly opened with his rank when meeting normal civilians that didn't work up at Cheyenne so if this guys didn't want to give rank he was going to treat it in kind. Treat others as you wanted to be treated, it was the one lesson his mother had drilled into him and it was the one that stuck the most.

“So your little girl how old is she?” he asked, starting to move a few things around in the engine trying to see if there was something visible to the problem. He really hoped for the guys sake that it was something easy to fix and he didn't hold him up too long.

Caleb knew what time off they got was precious and if Robert had a family to get to, well Caleb wasn't going to hold him up. He knew what family meant to people, even if he didn't want children of his own – seriously he didn't want to bring a child into the world and have to leave it for months at a time but he had admiration for those who did – but he got on great with them.


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PostPosted: Wed Aug 19, 2015 1:33 pm 
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The Captain watched the Englishman look around the engine. The man asked a question about his girl. "She's six. Turning seven in January." Robert said, smiling. He hadn't known about her existance until a year ago. His girlfriend at the time had broken up with him just after he graduated from the Naval Academy because she didn't want to go through the hurt of his getting wounded or killed. She was pregnant, though, and neither of them had known. And then, finally, old mail had caught up with him.

Now he had her at least a one weekend a month, and depending on whether or not he was out on a mission he had her more often. She really was the most important thing in his life now.

"So where do you work, Mister Williams?" Robert asked.


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PostPosted: Wed Aug 19, 2015 2:49 pm 
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Being so used to getting addressed by rank, that being 'Mister' was weird, almost like someone had sworn at him for no apparent reason. Not that he could blame the guy, he himself hadn't offered over any information other than his name and okay so maybe he got around the base more but maybe not everyone had spotted him. The frown quickly disappeared, he knew the other guy didn't mean no offense and he didn't take it as such, it was just werid to hear a 'Mister' there in stead of rank, before glancing back down.

Caleb offered a quick smile over his shoulder, “Up at NORAD,” he answered, “Leading Engineer,” he said rattling off his rank. Which when you spend so much time around Sergeants, Lieutenants and other easy to say ranks like that, he noticed how odd his sounded at times. But it was out there now.

Ducking his head back into the engine, the smell of warm engine meeting him – that brought back some memories and reminded him of his dad who kind of permanently smelt of engine grease even after a shower – he felt stretched further over. Hands feeling along the edge of the alternator belt making sure there was no tearing on that, he didn't mind the warmth from that so much he was use to it nowadays.

A lot of the stuff he worked with in the SGC tended to get warm, this was pretty much cold compared to that. “Ah lovely age,” he said, voice slightly strained as he routed around, “don't have any of my own to be honest.”


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PostPosted: Thu Aug 20, 2015 2:08 pm 
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"NORAD, huh? I work there as well. Captain of a Marine detachment." he said. While NORAD was an Air Force establishment, there was no reason for Marines to be there. His Corps had aviators as well. Not that that was his reason for being there, of course. No, he was employed on the lower levels. The levels that housed Stargate Command. He wasn't going to reveal that to someone he had just met, though. Even if he was working up at NORAD.

"Indeed." Robert said, smiling. "And I didn't have one either until last year" He let out a slight chuckle before he took a picture of the girl out of his chest pocket. "Here she is" he held the photo out for the Engineer.


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PostPosted: Fri Aug 21, 2015 9:55 am 
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Caleb forgot how cagey people could be when mentioning NORAD, he knew there was different levels to that mountain, hell he'd spent a few days working on the upper levels where no one had the clearance to go below a certain level. That had been a fun few days, all the secrecy there. So yeah when he said he was an Engineer – which technically he was just more towards the weapons nowadays – he knew people would assume he didn't know about the Gate itself. His own fault really.

Pulling his hands from the engine, he wiped the grease on his trousers – jeans were tough enough material to handle a little engine grease – to look at the proffered picture. The little girl in the picture he could see the Captain in her, he offered him a smile, “She looks a little like you, you can tell,” he said.

“She'll probably grow up to be a heart breaker,” that was things people said about other peoples children's right? Of course in his own time, he'd met the odd irate father that thought he'd taken advantage of their daughter, thankfully none of them had been Captains of a Marine detachment nor would he. Marines were slightly scary when it came to their kids.


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"Thanks" the Captain said as he returned the photo to his pocket. "So what's wrong with her?" he then asked, looking to the engine. He was anxious to get going again.

Then the other guy said his girl would grow up to be a heartbreaker. Oh no. he thought. There would be no boys in the life of Lynne McCauley. Not until she was, like, twenty. He had a very particular set of skills. Skills he had acquired over a decent career. Skills that made him a nightmare for boys. The Captain just smiled. He didn't offer a response to it, other than that forced smile.


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