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He wasn't going to do this or do that.

No more fetching, carrying or doing favors.

He wasn't going to let anybody take advantage of him any more.

No one was going to short sheet his bed or steal his things ever again.

That was the old him and now he was going to start out the same as everybody else.

It was quiet.

He almost missed the noise of the guys tramping around.

He let out a long sigh.

Well, this is what you wanted wasn't it, Larry Casey? A fresh start.

He closed his eyes and before he knew it, he was fast asleep.

Something was thrown over his head.

He struggled and couldn't get any were.

Several hands had grabbed him.

Screaming didn't work either because a hand clamped over his mouth.

They were taking him out of his room.

There was a dull roar and he felt the ground rising.

His only thought was that he was in a plane.

The bag came off of his head and he saw some of the men from his old squadron.

"What's going on!" He was mad and confused.

"Commando raid. You've been kidnaped" Lt. Wiley said with a grin.

These guys really wanted him to stay.

Casey made them promise that he didn't have to "do this and do that".

He wasn't going to start that nonsense again.

They agreed because they didn't want to loose him again.

Their week had been awful without him. Instead of things getting done they fell apart.

Well, it looked like he was here to stay.

It was good to be back and to be a Black Sheep.