Grant looked at FDR and nodded he pushed away from the table. He pulled a thumbdrive out of his coat and downloaded the information that FDR had just shared. Once it was done Grant said, [B]"Need to study this information a little more closely. Besides it'll give me something to do on the plane. I hate flying on those damn things."[/B]

Grant left the briefing room and stopped off at his quarters. He grabbed two colt 45's, some extra ammo, put on a large black overcoat, a black hat, and of course a bottle of Bourbon.

On his way to transport hanger 3 he Ike and said,[B] "Going out of town for a few days. Looks like we'll have to settle up when I get back."[/B]

Ike stuck his hand out and said, "See you when you get back Old Man."

Grant shook his hand and said, [B]"Get back to the gym kid you need to work on your right cross."[/B]

The two men studied one another and then just gave one nod. Though there was a bit of a rivalry between Grant and Ike, but there was also deep and abiding respect for one another. Both men had seen the horrors of war and had troubling issues to deal with in their time as President. Those times were in the past but both were aware that like so many other times history had a habit of repeating itself. 

Grant arrived in the hanger and the ground crew saluted. Grant returned the salutes as he boarded the transport. He got his favorite spot towards the back with a computer and began reviewing the information. He looked around and pulled out his bottle and began to take sips as he waited for the others to arrive.