A Very Important Phone Call

- Three Days Later: Washington D.C.

"Mr. President?"

A weary looking older man looked up from his desk at a man in standard American Military garb.

The president looked exhausted before the man even said anything.

"Don't tell me… We lost another one?"

The soldier nodded grimly. "I'm afraid that this is not all, Mr. President."

The president picked up a mug sitting nearby on his desk and held it out like he needed a refill.

"If you're going to ruin my afternoon, then you better give me something that will make it easier to swallow first."

"The First Lady says you aren't supposed to be-"

"Finish that sentence and we'll be scraping you up off the sidewalk come dinner time."

The soldier chuckled dryly and held up his hands in surrender.

He removed a metal flask from his jacket pocket and unscrewed the cap before pouring a bit of brown liquor into the president's mug.