“That’s a fictional show about a special police task force based in Honolulu, that covered all of Hawaii,” I explained.
A look of understanding crossed his face. “And it will sound almost like we were in one of their adventures.”
“Yes, with you as the star of the show.” I released him. “You best change into your uniform.” I giggled. “All you have is your dress uniform.”
He nodded. “I will wear it without the sword. I checked the sword and my blaster in, so they are in the safe, I’ll change and stop by the lobby to get it.”
“Good call.” I gave him a quick peck on the cheek and watched as he changed clothes. Another kiss, this one a bit longer, and then I was alone except for our son. I sighed. What to do for a couple hours until I woke Neal? I didn’t want to leave him to sleep too long or he’d be up all night. I picked up the remote on the TV and discovered they had Netflix. Remembering there was a password for this on my tablet, provided by the Fleet, I picked it up from where I’d sat it on the dresser of our room during unpacking.
“How to Sell Your Haunted House”, I read aloud as a suggestion popped up on screen. “Sure, why not?” I pressed play and the show started just as a low rumble outside sounded, letting all and sundry know a Mylos shuttle had just arrived and then taken back off. “See you in the morning, sweetheart,” I murmured, missing him already.
CHAPTER44
JOLAR
For the firsttime in my life, I truly hated my job. If I had any other position within the Fleet, apart from a role in Security, I’d be back on Kaua’i right now, relaxing with my mate. I’d have run him a bath so he could soak while our young napped, giving me the privacy to plan the second surprise wedding, and come up with a third. I knew it should be three times because Mitch had made good on his promise to have Neal watch entertaining learning programs before any more Lilo and Stitch, and the nice people at Sesame Street had kindly clued us in that three was a magic number. I didn’t believe in magic, but the humans apparently very much did, or else it wouldn’t have such a thing on a show meant to train up their young. So, three human weddings so this would truly be a magical experience in my mate’s eyes.
“We’re here, sir,” the pilot said and I jerked my head in a nod. The shuttle settled down onto the ground and the pilot released the hatch. I unfastened myself and hurried out, wanting to get this meeting over and done with as quickly as possible so I would have time to plan this short leg of our honeymoon better.
“I’ll contact you when I am ready to return,” I informed the pilot. “It may not be until early in the morning.
“Understood. Shall I take her on over to the Center and return with a car?”
Now that sounded like a good idea but only if it didn’t put him out. “After this, I wish to check out a few things before my mate and young come here for a day.”
“If you can, I’d make it three days minimum,” he told me. “There are many famous beaches and then there is the Palace, the aquarium, gardens, oh, and your young will probably love the zoo.”
“I am also looking for an elopement type package I can book last minute.” He looked at me quizzically so I hastily explained about the magic number.
“Truly! If I am ever so lucky as to find my mate, I will remember this! Three times, and none of them must be elaborate you say?”
“Not at all.”
He gave me a grateful smile before heading back inside, calling over his shoulder as he went, “I’ll return in about an hour. I have to park this, check out a vehicle, then get through rush hour traffic.”
“Thank you,” I replied before hurrying into the building housing the Honolulu Police Department’s headquarters.
My appearance caused a small stir even though I knew they had been expecting me. The desk sergeant on duty stood up from behind her desk. “Oh, wow. I’ve seen a few of you Mylos about but never this up close. You are really tall.” Her eyes roved over my bare torso and I noticed her pupils dilated and a small waft of natural pheromones came from her. She was attracted to me, but I had the feeling that it was the same sort of attraction she would feel towards nearly any good looking male and my being Mylos and therefore exotic merely heightened that for her.
“I am average in height for my species,” I smiled down at her, using what our Human Interaction vids had called a ‘customer service smile’.
“Really?” Her eyes widened. “”Maybe I really should apply to study criminal justice,” she murmured and I inwardly chuckled, understanding that she had not intended to say that bit out loud and was actually talking about finding a reason to apply to be matched.
Pretending to not have heard her since she was unaware she’d spoken those words aloud, I prodded her on the matter at hand. “I believe Detectives Ramos and Hekekia are expecting me.”
She blushed, the tips of her ears and her cheeks turning a delicate shade of pink.
“Yes, sorry, I’ll let them know you’re here.”
She picked up the receiver to the phone on her desk, a type that predated cell phones as it remained tethered to their communication systems via a wire. She punched in a few buttons, waited a moment, then spoke. “Sorry to interrupt you, but there’s a…” her eyes widened as she realized she’d not asked for my name.
“Jolar,” I replied helpfully.
She tossed me a grateful smile. “Jolar here to see you.Yes, I’ll let him know. Mahalo.” She hung up the receiver. “One of the detectives will be here in a moment to escort you.”
“Mahalo,” I replied, remembering it from the language lessons that we spent an hour doing before every hula lesson, which in itself was a grueling two hours long once a week. When I returned, I knew I’d be responsible for completing a module each week via self study to supplement it as part of our cultural exchange program.
I didn’t have to wait long. I’d seen Ramos before as he was a close personal friend of Commander Gundar’s, having helped rescue Darla from kidnappers during their own honeymoon. He visited the Fleet frequently, both as a guest and on official business.
