Incest/Taboo Lady in Red

"What are we doing with the money? Are we helping people as much as we should, as much as we could? I've been thinking about it lately. A lot of the money comes from international sales and rentals of our music, movies... everything.

"I hope you don't get upset with me, but was thinking that we could fund a children's hospital here in Kiev. We could promise around two hundred million to build it and maybe another hundred million to keep it running. I didn't crunch any numbers or anything. I just made them up, so it could be less, but probably more.

"I know it isn't the U.S., but should we limit ourselves to America, or try to help where it's needed most? It's just an idea. If you don't like it, just say so. I won't be upset," finished Gwen.

"Let me get this straight," responded Jordan. "You're asking if I'd go along with spending a crap load of money helping the kids in this country, and in this part of the world? Money that we worked for and earned for Lady in Red Productions?"

"Yes, that pretty well covers it. I know it's a lot of money to spend, but it doesn't do anyone much good sitting in the bank. Maybe it's too much to spend in one place, especially in a foreign country," replied a downcast Gwen.

"I wish your mom was able to hear this," chuckled Jordan. "Besides Steve ogling her, she'd also be very proud of you. Gwen, the money doesn't mean anything to me. I have enough income from my records and investments to live comfortably even in there were no Lady in Red Productions. It's the honor of living and working with you, Steve, Charlie, and everyone else that makes my life so great. I'm in, with no qualms or reservations."

"Oh, Jordan! You're a wonderful sister and friend! Thanks for that support," gushed Gwen as she hugged Jordan before turning to Steve. "What do you think? Is it too much money, or too hard to do, or something?"

"Do you have any idea how difficult it is to refuse you anything right now? You're incredible. You're sitting here naked with me, your amazing sister is naked on my lap, another bombshell is next to me naked, and Jordan Quick is across from me naked! There's no blood at all reaching my brain. I'll go along with anything you want," replied Steve with a crooked grin.

"Wow! Are you telling me that anytime I want you to do something for me, all I have to do is get these three blondes naked, with us naked, and you'll go along with anything?" asked Gwen with a straight face.

"Yes, that's pretty much what I'm saying. What do you think, Charlie? Am I being foolish?" asked Steve of his friend.

"Not even a little. I understand completely and would like to include myself in that situation. If Jordan wants anything..."

"Okay! I get it! You men are so pathetic. All it takes is a few beautiful, naked women and you're putty in our hands. You should be ashamed for being so easy, so shallow, so male," scolded Jordan before breaking into laughter. "But that's one of the things that I love about you guys. If we all waved our girls in your faces, we could take a hundred million dollars from you and you wouldn't even care. God, I love having men this easy to control!"

"I hate to disagree with you, Jordan, but Steve sure doesn't feel like putty in my hands!" groaned Kate as she opened her eyes as wide as she could. Then she placed an arm around Steve's neck while rubbing her breasts against his chest. She looked at Steve as he closed his eyes and moaned softly.

"Anytime you need me to help you persuade Steve about something, just let me know. He always acted so big and tough, but now I know that a few little girls can make him weak in the knees. This is as good as I dreamed it would be. Thanks, Gwen!"

"I think you'd better get off his lap pretty soon," observed Gwen as she watched Steve's face turn red. "He's not as young as he used to be and you're obviously causing a lot of stress for him. Besides, Ashley's waiting for her turn."

"Do you realize what just happened here?' asked Ashley as she stood and tapped Kate on the shoulder. "You were discussing spending two or three hundred million dollars and you got sidetracked about nude women and how they control these two horny guys. We need to stay on topic with this idea. Kate, slide off Steve's lap so I can see if my feminine guiles have any effect on him."

Kate grinned as she got off Steve's lap and forced her ass between Gwen and Steve. Gwen sighed as she slid a foot to her right to make room for Kate. Ashley sat sideways on Steve's lap so her right breast was against his chest. She squirmed around a little and then let out a contented sigh.

"Seriously, are you really going along with this idea, or do you think I'm crazy, Steve? If we're going to do this, we need Mom's approval. Are we all together on this?" asked Gwen.

"You must be a little crazy to let Kate and Ashley sit on my lap naked, but I like that kind of crazy," responded Steve as he carefully placed an arm around Ashley. "Seriously? You make me proud, and humble, at the same time. Nothing of that magnitude ever occurred to me. I think in smaller numbers, like helping a family, or a group. You're talking about building a new hospital. The construction will mean jobs for the area. The hospital will attract professionals. It'll also save hundreds and probably thousands of lives over the years.

"Your generosity and concern for children is awe inspiring. I've never known two better people than you and Jordan. It would have to be something pretty stupid or damaging, for me to ever go against the something the two of you want to do, even when you're fully clothed."

"I have the two best partners, and friends, anyone has ever had. I need to include you, Charlie. You and Jordan are together and that makes you part of everything we do. How do you feel about this idea?" asked Gwen.

"It's flattering that you ask," responded Charlie. "You guys have made my career. You've taken me with you on this amazing journey. I'll always back Jordan and the rest of you on anything you attempt. This is amazing to me. Like Steve said, it's humbling. You girls are the kindest, most beautiful women in the world and I'm proud as hell to be associated with you. Build that hospital and help those kids!"

"Ted fell asleep, but I couldn't stop thinking about you having some big meeting. I was wondering what it's about," came a voice from the doorway. "What hospital are you talking about?"

"Hey, Mom! Come on in. The water's fine!" greeted Kate to her mother. "You won't believe what Sis and her friends want to do. Tell her, Gwen."

"We want to build a hospital much like the one being built in Sparta, but here in Kiev. These kids don't have proper care, and we can change that. We're guessing two or three hundred million should do the job," finished Gwen as she watched her mother for her reaction.

"That's a lot of money. We do have it, as you all know. I'll have to discuss this with some of our advisors and money people," responded Paula as her attention focused on Ashley with her bare breasts pressed against Steve's chest. "Are you sure that this is what you want? I'm quite certain we can make it happen."

"We are, Mom. Please convince whomever, that we really want to do this. We make a lot of money from international business, and this is the right thing to do," insisted Gwen.

"Okay, as long as you kids are certain, I'll get on it tomorrow morning. Steve, I hope you were appreciative of Kate's figure. She's been after me since the day she turned eighteen to fly her to the Academy so she could flaunt her assets in front of you. I hope she's gotten it out of her system. It appears that Ashley's been harboring a few dreams as well. Good night, and don't stay up too late," cautioned Paula, as Ashley remained snuggled against Steve.

"Paula, I can move if you want to take a turn on Steve's lap," offered Ashley. "Consider it one of the perks of the job. Since you're the Boss Lady, you could be spending a lot of time here. I'm going to be here as much as Gwen will allow. He's very comfortable."

"I'm sure he is, but the 'Boss Lady' will not be indulging in antics unbecoming a married woman, and mother, especially with her daughters watching," added Paula as she left the room.

The next morning, the group had just finished rehearsing for the concert when Steve received a call from Nadiya's father. He spoke to the man for a few minutes and then put his phone back in his pocket.

"Gwen, Mr. Misko wants us to travel to Russia with him this afternoon. The new Prime Minister and his advisors are meeting with Novokov in Sochi. Things are a bit tense between the two nations right now. It seems like Crimea is once again smack in the middle of a power struggle. We need to get back to the hotel and get ready. We should be back later tonight."

"Why do they want us, or maybe I should ask why they want me?" questioned Gwen. "I know you like to 'dabble' in international affairs, but I won't even understand most of what's going on."

"They consider us a pair and they don't get one without the other. They respect your instincts, and I want you with me. We do this stuff together. Men plot wars and women work for peace. Believe me, you're important for this process," assured Steve.

An hour later, Gwen and Steve boarded a small jet for a flight to a small airport in Sochi. Later that afternoon, Steve and Gwen were introduced to President Novokov, along with the delegation from the Ukraine. As he entered the room, Steve was surprised to see the US Secretary of State, Vincent Rosen.

For his part, Rosen seemed shocked to see Steve and Gwen enter the room. He quickly made his feelings known.

"You two have no business here! This is a delicate situation between heads of state. It isn't a football game or a movie. This is real!"

Gwen hesitated at the surprise outburst from the Secretary, but Steve showed no emotion as he continued to lead her into the room. Novokov approached Steve and Gwen with a smile. He took Gwen's hand and kissed the back of it and then shook Steve's.

"It's interesting that the only person not wanting you two Americans in the room is your American Secretary of State," observed Novokov in Russian. Steve simply nodded as he shook Novokov's hand. Then he led Gwen to a chair and helped her be seated.

"Didn't you understand me?" demanded Rosen. "You're not a part of these talks and you need to leave."

Steve remained calm as he surveyed the room. Translators were filling in the Ukrainian and Russian leaders on Rosen's demands. Steve ignored Rosen and waited for the ball to begin. The Ukrainian prime minister spoke to his translator, who in turn spoke to Rosen loudly enough so everyone could hear.

"Ms. Anderson and Mr. Hammer are here at the request of the Ukraine government. It seems like the fact that they are American would please you. They will remain. Now let's discuss this situation.

Rosen was almost purple with rage for a few seconds, but he gradually calmed down and discussions began. Steve and Gwen sat quietly and listened to the sometimes heated exchanges. Everything was translated into English, so Gwen easily followed the interaction.

Gradually, it became obvious that there would be no agreement. Rosen demanded that Russia leave Crimea to the Ukraine and respect the sovereignty of the nation. The Ukraine followed his lead and insisted on the same. Novokov refused to even consider that option. Frustration was everywhere.

"Mr. Hammer and Ms. Anderson, do you feel that Russia is being unreasonable?" asked Novokov. Steve remained silent as the translator repeated the question in English. Before he could respond, Gwen spoke.

"I think you've been very patient, Mr. Novokov. I understand The Ukraine's desire to keep control of Crimea, but Mr. Rosen has not stated any good reason why the U.S. is so determined to prevent Russia from having influence in the area."

"You've got no business here and that statement proves it!" shouted Rosen before Gwen's statement could be translated into Ukrainian and Russian. "The fact that we have an actress and pop singer sitting here with world leaders is ludicrous! Why don't you go do what you do best? Take your clothes off for some photographers and stay out of world affairs."

Before Rosen had finished his statement, Steve was on his feet and leaning across the table with his face inches from Rosen's. He spoke in a very low voice. It sounded like a growl more than actual speech. Even Gwen was unable to make out Steve's comment, but Rosen obviously understood every word. He turned beet red and pushed back from the table.

"This isn't high school!" shouted Rosen as he stood and backed up farther. "You forget who you're talking to, Hammer. I'll have you drummed out of the Naval Academy so fast your head will spin! The United States is withdrawing from these talks until these two amateurs are removed from the room."

With his speech, Rosen looked around as translators repeat his words to the rest of the room. Once the translations were complete, the representatives from Russia and the Ukraine remained silent, watching Rosen to see his next move.

When no one made an effort to placate him, Rosen angrily turned and led his entourage from the meeting. After Rosen left, Novokov turned his attention to Steve and Gwen.

"He can make things very difficult for you, can he not?" asked Novokov in broken English. "What did you say to him?"

"Sir, as you well know, a man must insist that he be treated with respect or there can be no meaningful dialogue. As long as I live, no man will disrespect Gwen in my presence. That is more important to me than any trouble he can make," replied Steve.

The heads of both nations nodded their heads in agreement. They had just seen the young American make a very strong stand against a powerful member of his nation's government. They knew the possible consequences of such an action and the nerve that it required.

"What would you think might end this impasse?" asked Nadiya's father to Steve.

Steve outlined what he had observed and what he felt the issues were. He reminded everyone that no one won when there was war and that each side needed to yield on some points, or innocent children as well as others, would be killed, injured, or starve to death in any sort of conflict. As fathers, these men needed to see the wisdom in avoiding conflict at all costs. Gwen added that she had already seen far too much hunger and insufficient health care in the Ukraine, and urged the men to find a reasonable solution.

More discussion followed. Gwen could see the men had become more conciliatory after Rosen left the room. After another hour, the two nations had come to a tentative agreement on Crimea and how to proceed. The people of Crimea would decide their own fate at the polls. Russia and the Ukraine would continue to trade and allow products and resources to move freely through the Ukraine. It was a fragile agreement, but it was a start.

Finally, the dialogue came to an end. President Novokov personally approached Steve and Gwen and thanked them for their input, as well as for adding some excitement to the proceedings.

The trip back to Kiev was relaxed. The Ukrainians felt they had an agreement that they could live with. They chuckled when they recalled Rosen's anger, his indignant tirade against Steve and Gwen, and his look when Steve got in his face. To a man, they approved of Steve's response to Rosen's crude comments directed at Gwen. If Steve had not reacted as he did, they would have thought less of him.

When Gwen and Steve returned to the hotel, there was a message from Paula for them at the desk. Gwen read it over before speaking to Steve. "No surprise here. Mom wants us to stop in her suite before we go to our room. She's received a few testy phone calls from the state department and wants to know what's going on."

"Maybe you two can explain exactly what happened in Russia today that has the state department so irritated," began Paula as Gwen and Steve entered her suite. "I've received several calls asking if you were available, and insisting that you call them immediately."

"It wasn't such a big deal, Mom. The Secretary of State made the mistake of insulting me in front of Steve. Steve explained to him how unhealthy that sort of behavior was, so he got all huffy and left the meeting. Once he left, things went much smoother. He did threaten to get Steve booted from the Academy."

"Oh, dear! I'm so sorry, Steve. You really need to learn to control your temper. Everyone knows that Rosen is a proud, pompous man. He'll ruin your career if he can. What did you say to him?" asked a concerned Paula.

"It was just between to two of us. I won't repeat it, especially to a lady," stated Steve. "I will not stand idly by when anyone shows disrespect for Gwen. I love being at the Academy, but it won't be the end of the world if they determine that they no longer want me."

"You kids had a busy day but you're supposed to call the state department when you get in. They said your cell phones are turned off. I imagine that wasn't an oversight on your part. What are you going to do now?" questioned Paula.

"Since you ask, I'm going to take this handsome man back to our room and have my way with him. Then, once he's rested and ready again..."

"That's enough information!" interrupted Paula. "It's great to be young and in love. The Secretary of State is pissed at you two, and all you're thinking about is making love. That's probably the best way to handle this situation. These things have a way of sorting themselves out. There'd be a lot of angry Navy football fans if Steve doesn't quarterback for them the next couple years. You kids go relax, or whatever, and we'll see how it shakes out in the morning," concluded Paula as Gwen and Steve headed for the door.

Once Steve and Gwen finished making love, they lay cuddling. As Steve caressed her breasts, Gwen asked, "Are you worried about Rosen ruining your career? You didn't have to defend me so strongly when he made those snide remarks."

Steve leaned over and kissed Gwen gently before responding. "No one can speak to you, or about you, like that in front of me. You're the best person I've ever met. All the things you are, and all you do, are great, but Gwen Anderson, the human being, is amazing. All the rest is icing on the cake, which I would love to slowly lick off!"

"You sure have a way with words. That silver tongue of yours should be registered as a friendly weapon, along with this not-so-little guy. He seems to be waking up again. I can't even express how much I love you," moaned Gwen as Steve increased his attention on her nether regions.

The next morning, the Americans were enjoying a casual breakfast when a man in a suit strode up to their table. "Mr. Hammer. Ms. Anderson, you are to come with me. They want you at the American embassy immediately."

Steve stood up, placed his hand on the man's shoulders and steered him away from the table. They went out the door together as Paula and Gwen exchanged nods. Steve returned to the table a short time later.

"Excuse me for leaving the table. I explained to that gentleman that we were enjoying our breakfast and that he should be more considerate of others. If we have the time, we'll stop in at the embassy later today, or maybe tomorrow," grinned Steve as he dug into his steak and eggs.

"I don't believe the state department will cause you any problems while we're here," declared Jordan. "Have you seen how busy the city is getting? When we take the stage Saturday, there'll be at least fifty thousand people in the square. We're invited guests of the new Ukrainian government. Rosen having his nose bent out of shape won't be enough to make them screw up such a good thing."

"I agree. If he managed to get me tossed out of the Academy, the government would lose its ability to use me when they wanted. I'd be able to refuse, although I probably wouldn't if they felt I could help. They just need to learn some common etiquette and consideration. We'll stop in at the embassy tomorrow, if they still want us. I may circumvent that issue later today," added Steve.

"What do you have in mind now?" asked Paula sarcastically. "Pissing off the vice president?"

"Actually, Mother, Steve will be speaking to President Hanson later today. He doesn't waste time with the vice president. We expect Hanson to rein in Rosen. He knows that Steve is better at diplomacy than Rosen ever was. He should fire Rosen and give Steve the job, except of course, Steve is way too busy," boasted Gwen as she gently rubbed Steve's back.

Later that day, Steve, with Gwen listening, had a brief phone conversation with President Hanson. "Rosen tells me you really screwed the pooch, Steve. He wants a court marital, a hanging, and maybe a public flogging. What the hell happened?"

"He resented Gwen and me attending the discussions between Russia and The Ukraine. He didn't get that we were there at the behest of the new prime minister and not as his loyal subjects. He suggested that Gwen should spend her time being photographed naked rather than at a diplomatic gathering. I took offense and explained to him just what would happen if he made that mistake again. He got all huffy and left."

"I thought it might be something like that, although his version differed from yours in key areas," confirmed Hanson. "You've made a serious foe. Don't underestimate Rosen. He expects to have my job in a few years. I'd advise you to retire from the service before he takes office if he gets elected.

"How did the talks go? I've been given the laundered version from both ambassadors, but what did you think?" asked Hanson.

"I'd say that they went as well as you could hope. Russia has far too much to lose to allow the area to get too far from its grip. I suspect Crimea will join Russia and The Ukraine is going to have a long road in front of it. They need to walk the line. They have to make every effort to remain neutral and not align with the U.S. too much. Russia can't allow it, and they won't. Rosen seemed to think he could convince everyone that the U.S. would have a dominant position and everyone should accept it. It's not going to happen. It's like us allowing Russia control of Mexico. We simply couldn't accept that threat."

"So you think we need to be supportive, but not expect to be able to exert too much influence? Try to keep the area neutral and avoid stirring things up?"

"Pretty much, Sir. Rome wasn't built in a day. This has to be very gradual, so it isn't even noticed. The Ukraine will work its way to toward the west, but in small steps. We should be helpful and generous but not ask for anything they cannot, or dare not give us," summed up Steve.

The Americans spent the rest of the day touring the city and shopping with more children. Jordan, Gwen, Kate, and Ashley had a great time helping the kids pick out clothes and toys. Charlie, Ted, and Steve were coaxed into helping some of the older boys find a few suitable outfits and some sport equipment.

"It's a good thing we're going home this weekend," laughed Kate that night at dinner. "Lady in Red Productions is spending a few thousand every day, not to mention a few hundred million on a hospital. In another ten years, you'd all be broke. Have you told anyone about the hospital, yet?"

"Our people just made a deal on the property. We didn't want word to get out and have everyone jack up the prices for the property to build the hospital. We managed to enter into a contract to buy the two block stretch of old warehouses just three blocks from the square. Now we can let the cat out of the bag," concluded Paula.

"Tomorrow is the big day. The new government will be sworn in and we'll be on the stage as special guests," pointed out Gwen. "Maybe we could make the announcement then and help make it a joyous occasion. Any suggestions?"

"I know I'm just the help, but I would suggest that Rosen and the state department encouraged this decision and were party to it. You guys stung him pretty good and he's a very powerful man. If you say some nice things about him in public, he'll be less likely to have your head on a platter," suggested Ashley.

"Hired help? You're far more than that to us, Ashley! That's an excellent suggestion," praised Gwen. "Navy needs their quarterback, we'll schmooze Rosen tomorrow."

"I think this announcement should be made by Gwen," insisted Jordan. "It's her idea and she's pretty much known for her desire to help children. I bet the city will love it."

Friday afternoon found the American delegation with Gwen, Jordan, Steve, and Charlie seated not far from the Ukrainian prime minister. Secretary Rosen was leading the delegation and he studious ignored Steve and Gwen when they were ushered to their seats. As is common in Eastern Europe, speeches seemed to last forever as members of the government were introduced and allowed to speak.

Gwen had asked Nadiya to allow her a few minutes to address the crowd before the prime minister spoke. Nadiya assured her that she would be given an opportunity.

They had been on the stage for a couple of hours when Gwen heard saw Nadiya approach the microphone and speak in Ukrainian. "As you know, Gwen Anderson, Jordan Quick, and Steve Hammer, along with their band, will be performing right here tomorrow evening. They want to help Kiev celebrate by sharing their talent right here in Freedom Square."

Nadiya waited for the cheering to abate before she continued. "She has asked for the opportunity to address us this afternoon. I give to you my very good friend, Gwen Anderson!"

Gwen went to Nadiya and hugged her before stepping to the microphone. "Ladies and gentlemen, I won't take much of your time. My friends and I are having a great time in your beautiful city. We especially love the children and how open and friendly they are.

"The United States has been great to us and given us some amazing opportunities. We appreciate that. Our success has come because we are a free society. Secretary Rosen has been actively encouraging corporations to come to Kiev and invest, to open businesses and to hire locals. My friends and I believe that Secretary Rosen is absolutely right. This is a great city and international companies should invest in its future.

"To that end, and to help this wonderful city grow and its children receive the health care they deserve, Lady in Red Productions pledges to built a state-of-the-art children's hospital here in Kiev. We are dedicating two hundred million dollars for constructing and equipping this hospital. We will then fund the hospital to ensure that it remains a viable source of health care for this great city for decades to come. No child will be turned away, regardless of financial status!"

The crowd was estimated around fifty thousand and every single person roared his or her approval of Gwen's announcement. Nadiya rushed to Gwen in tears and hugged her dearly as the crowd made its approval known. It took several minutes for the excited crowd to quiet enough for the next speaker to continue. When Rosen was given the stage, he praised Lady in Red Productions and prevailed upon other international companies to join in building the economy of the Ukraine. He seemed to claim some of the credit for Lady in Red Productions being so generous. Gwen squeezed Steve's hand and smiled as Rosen spoke.

After a very long and somewhat anticlimactic speech by the new prime minister, an inaugural ball was held in very hotel where the Americans were staying. Steve wore his Navy dress uniform, while Gwen looked stunning in a red gown. Paula stood with Ted and watched as Gwen and Steve entered the room.

"Ted, your daughter and her boyfriend have become world figures. They have more influence than many heads of state. I'm having trouble believing what my mind is telling me. Look at them. They're holding court here tonight and they pretty much do that whenever they're together. There's no telling where they'll be in ten years.

"He's so masculine and decisive, while Gwen is so beautiful and compassionate. They don't even realize how much impact they have on those around them. I'm so proud of them; I can't even find the words to describe it."

Steve and Gwen chatted with other guests between dances, but remained together for the first few dances. Reluctantly, they separated to dance with other guests.

When Steve took Nadiya into his arms for a slow dance, her affection for Steve was obvious as she clung to him and stayed close with every step. "You are the finest man I have ever met, and Gwen is the luckiest woman in the world. To have the devotion and love of a man like you is a great gift, and Gwen knows it."

As the dance ended, Nadiya pulled Steve down for a kiss before turning and walking away. Kate was in his arms before he had time to look around. "She's beautiful and she loves you. But then, so do Ashley, Naomi, Becky, and several others, including me.

"Did you see how the crowd reacted when Gwen told them about the hospital? You guys are making a difference and it's so great to be along for the ride. I hope we're always close like this. You make my life better, and when I'm going to college at Georgetown, I'll be able to visit you now and then. You can come to visit me and make all the other girls jealous, okay?"

The respect and interest shown to Steve and Gwen did not go unnoticed by the Secretary of State and his wife. "You'd better make an effort to apologize to that woman," advised Rosen's wife as she danced with her husband. "I know you were upset, but complaining to the president didn't get you very far. You need to choose your battles. I'm beginning to wonder if a person can get elected president if they're not on good terms with those two. You're Secretary of State of the United States, but that couple is like royalty. Look how people flock to them. Make it work for you, and not against you."

Gwen was not totally surprised when Rosen requested a dance with her. She graciously accepted and glided across the floor in his arms. "I owe you an apology, Ms. Anderson. What I said was totally inappropriate. Your boyfriend had every right to speak to me as he did. His words to me were between men, not between a superior and an underling. He handled it as a man should. Please allow me a second chance."

"Secretary Rosen, you're a very successful, intelligent man. You never would've made it this far if you weren't. We want this country to succeed, to be a beacon of light in the world. We'll help any way we can to make that happen. But, as you've found out, Steve's weakness is me. He'll risk anything and everything for me. Never doubt it, and please, never force him to demonstrate it again. Be honest and open in your dealings with him, gain his trust and respect, and he'll be your friend for life. If you're his friend, you'll be mine. He takes the lead when it comes to judging men. He's very good at it, and I have complete confidence in that ability."

Meanwhile, Rosen's wife was dancing with Steve. "My husband told me what you said to him at that meeting. He was stunned that you'd dare speak to him that way. He actually wanted to run you out of the Academy, he was so angry. He misjudged you, as well as your young lady.

"That was a bad mistake and one he needs to correct. He has a good chance of becoming president in five years, but I realize that he could have trouble if you came out against him. Please consider all of the good things he's accomplished for our country and allow him the opportunity to right the wrong he did to you and Ms. Anderson at that meeting. We'd love to be able to have you both as regular guests, if we should be fortunate enough to make it to the White House."

"I have no intention of becoming involved in politics, so there's no need for you to worry about that. As far as your husband's conduct toward Gwen, it's a concern. A man in such a high position should not become angry, petulant, or insulting over a difference in opinion. If I had demeaned you, I would expect him to show anger, but not over a difference on some issue. I strongly suggest that you have him work on his presidential demeanor, and his temper, between now and the campaign," concluded Steve as the song ended.

Steve sought out Gwen and escorted her around the room, chatting with various dignitaries from around the world. Without exception, everyone they spoke with was flattered that the two famous Americans took the time to speak to them. The Ukrainian officials were extremely pleased that their new government managed to attract what many felt was the most famous couple in the world.

The next day began warm with plenty of sunshine. People began filling Independence Square by noon in anticipation of the concert that was still eight hours away. By six o'clock, the crowd was estimated to be over a hundred and fifty thousand people.

Lady in Red productions had placed several giant screens on various buildings around the square, and the sound system covered well beyond them. When the band began playing at eight o'clock sharp, officials estimated over a quarter million people were jammed into the square and surrounding streets.

If they were nervous about the size of the audience, it never showed. Gwen went right into their opening number with gusto as the band fed off the energy of the huge crowd. They had a lot of material to draw on from their hit records and movie soundtracks. Halfway through the evening, Jordan sang her 'Stand By Me' song that had become a huge hit the previous fall. A short time later the crowd roared its approval when Steve and Charlie led with guitars as Gwen pranced around the stage singing her latest hit. It was a remake of the Joan Jett song 'I Hate Myself for Loving You' that was such a success at the July 4th bike ride for American pride.

The kids sang all of their hits, as well as the songs they had relied on before doing so well with their own material. The crowd remained until the last number was finished and Steve, Jordan, and Gwen all thanked the fans repeatedly. The people of Kiev would long remember the night that the famous Americans helped them celebrate their new position in world trade and politics. It was an extremely proud evening for the citizens of the Ukraine.

The following Monday afternoon, Gwen walked into her current events class and took her seat. As soon as the bell rang, Professor Yurchenko asked her to come forward. "You were quite busy making history last week, Ms. Anderson. The reports you sent back were enlightening, but there is a lot more to tell and we all have questions. Your concert was absolutely incredible!"

Gwen answered questions the rest of that class and the following two. News clips of shopping with the children, the trip to Sochi, the inauguration, the ball and the concert were shown and Gwen gave her observations about what she was feeling and thinking as they happened. The students enjoyed it and her professor was delighted.

Gwen's reverie was suddenly broken and she was jolted back to the present when Mr. and Mrs. Thompson approached her. "I had no idea you were coming to Sparta! Are you going to attend the hospital ceremonies and the concert tomorrow?" asked Gwen as she embraced the couple.

"We had to do something," replied Mrs. Thompson. "The waiting and wondering is taking its toll. When we landed, we saw reports that the cartel has Steve Hammer pinned down in the mountains and the fighting was intense. How long can he hold off an army, and what about our girls?"

Gwen realized that she wasn't the only person suffering as she listened to the cries of a very worried mother. She knew that the Thompson's would take their lead from her reaction to the situation.

"That was the worst thing those idiots could have done," stated Gwen flatly and with conviction. "You heard that there are a lot of casualties? Steve's fighting for his life, and for your daughters' lives. He's a very dangerous man on a good day. Right now, he's their worst nightmare. Your girls will be okay. I guarantee it."

After a fitful night, Gwen was up early to listen for any news from Colombia. With nothing new to report, the cable news channels were looping the same stories over and over. Gwen went with her family for an early breakfast at Marsh's Landing. Laura, Ashley, Charlotte, Becky, Jordan and Charlie were there waiting for them. Gwen's grandparents as well as Steve's joined them shortly after they arrived. The Thompsons were also guests at the table.

Ms. Walker came into the dining area and was invited to join them. "This is the day we've worked for. I wish Steve could be here, but I have no doubt that he'll get back as soon as possible. I'm filled with pride and humility at this accomplishment. I never dreamed it would turn out so well, and it's largely because of the effort s of Lady in Red Productions. Thank you, everyone!"

As they ate, it became apparent that Gwen was becoming agitated. She was pushing her food around and constantly looking around the room. Laura noticed it and tried to calm her.

"Gwen, would you like me to prescribe something to help you relax? I know you're under a great deal of stress. You look tired and anxious."

"No, I'm fine. I just feel out of sorts. Something feels different. I'll be fine as..."

"Look!" shouted Kate as she pointed to the TV playing across the room. "They're dead! Not Steve and the kids, but that fat bastard Flores and his son! I knew it! They pushed Steve until he got mad. They're saying they don't know exactly how the two died, but it might have been some stray gunfire. Ha! I bet they both have bullets through the heart!"

Just then, Laura's phone chimed. "It's the hospital. I have to take this."

Laura listened for a few minutes and then disconnected. "There's a helicopter bringing in some injured people. It isn't even a trauma chopper, just a regular privately owned helicopter, which is unusual. Well, we're open for business and our new landing pad will see its first use. And there are a lot of people in town to see it."

Gwen suddenly pushed her chair back. As she stood, she cried out. "It's Steve!"

"Sweetheart, it can't be," responded Paula with concern for her daughter's odd behavior. "He's in Colombia. Please sit down and..."

"Mom! I know it's Steve!" insisted Gwen as she turned and ran from the restaurant.

"Mom, she's acting really weird," worried Kate as she stood. "I'll go with her."

Gwen left the building and looked for her car before realizing that she had ridden with her family. She turned toward the hospital and began to run up the sidewalk. When Kate emerged form the restaurant, Gwen was already a couple hundred feet up the street. Kate put her head down and took out after her sister.

That was when Kate realized how hard Gwen was running. Kate had all she could do to gradually catch her. She heard the loud drone of the helicopter overhead as they came within sight of the landing pad. By this time two cars loaded with Gwen's family and friends pulled into the parking lot. Laura pulled into her reserved parking spot and parked. She raced to intercept Gwen before she reached the landing pad. She just made it.

"Gwen! Stop! Even if it was Steve, it isn't safe to get any closer! Wait here with me and we'll see who's on board. I have to warn you that there's no reason whatsoever to think it might be Steve," insisted Laura forcefully as she held Gwen's arm.

A large number of people had seen Gwen running up the street, with Kate hot in pursuit. Word had spread through the town that Gwen Anderson was running toward the hospital and now a helicopter was settling down on the landing pad. People were hurrying up the street toward the hospital.

Gwen's hair blew behind her as she watched the helicopter slowly descend. Her anxiety was at an extremely high level as she strained to see who was in the machine.

Paula had tears running down her cheeks as she stood with Ted, her parents, and Steve's grandparents watching the scene unfold. "She's so upset about Steve; she thinks he'll show up any second. I don't know what to do for her. When she sees he isn't on this chopper, it'll crush her," sobbed Paula.

The chopper landed and slowly a door swung open. A heavy boot hit the pavement, followed by another. Then a pair of smaller feet attached to very brown legs gently hit the pavement next to the larger ones. They stepped away from the chopper and Mrs. Thompson gasped loudly.

"It's Roxie! And there's Sam!" sobbed the woman as a second girl was carried into sight by a darkly tanned man with no shirt, and red stains smeared across his shoulder, arm, pants, and face.

Gwen broke free from a stunned Laura and raced to the trio. The man gently placed the smaller girl on the ground and enveloped Gwen in a fierce hug as the girls trotted toward their sobbing mother.

"Dear God!" cried Paula as she watched her daughter in the man's arms. "It's Steve!"

By this time, Kate was next to her mother and asked the question on everyone's mind. "How did Gwen know that Steve was on that chopper? That's not even possible!"

Gwen was appalled at Steve's appearance. His shoulder was enflamed and crusted with blood that had run the length of his arm. His face was a series of scratches with blood clotted around them. He was unshaven, sweaty, dirty, and tanned beyond anything she thought possible. As he stepped to take her into his arms, he limped noticeably.

Without hesitation, Gwen threw her arms around him and hugged him as hard as she could. They were like that for almost a minute when Gwen felt Steve shake and then heard a sob catch in his throat. She suddenly realized that he was crying into her neck as he clutched her desperately. Gwen patted his back and ran her hand through his hair as she whispered soothingly to him. She began to realize the toll the past week had taken on him and marveled at his strength and determination to make it back to her.

Gwen heard Laura speak after she and Steve had shared the embrace for a very long time. "Gwen, he needs to be examined. Let's get him inside and take care of him. I see some bullet wounds and numerous scratches. He's dehydrated, exhausted, and extremely emotional. Let's put him on a gurney and get him into the emergency room."

"I'll walk, Laura," replied Steve as he wiped his cheeks and straightened up. "It's only a few scratches. I don't know what happened there. The last few hours have been like a bad dream. We switched planes a couple times and then the helicopter. I just lost it for a minute. I'm sorry about that."

Gwen slid her arm around his waist as Steve placed his good arm over her shoulder. Together they slowly made their way inside the hospital. Meanwhile, the Thompsons were enjoying a reunion of their own. After lots of kisses and hugs, the girls were ushered into the children's wing for evaluation, accompanied by their parents. Right behind them was a gurney with a small boy followed closely by his worried mother.

The crowd that had witnessed the scene was buzzing. Phones were out as folks called friends and relatives to give them the news. Steve Hammer had survived and made it home! Channel 5 had a camera man on site for the dedication later in the day. He had recorded the entire scene.

William Patterson and his wife turned to face Paula and her family. "I can't believe what just happened. Our grandson was in a gun battle with dozens of cartel men in Colombia just a few hours ago. Now he's back in Sparta, and in Gwen's arms. It's exactly where he belongs."​