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Danny was having a lazy Monday. It was raining outside, not torrential but the kind that was moist and balmy. He was flipping pancakes and considering calling Steve though he knew Steve would be out running because god forbid super SEAL take a morning off.
When the first bombs hit, the sound was at a distance, Danny frowned as he looked out the window, wondering what the sound could be. Smoke plumes began rising up one after another as jet fighters came into view. The world stopped turning and Danny stared, shocked and unable to compute what he was seeing.