"You finally realise the obvious." His brother rolled his eyes, and they both stopped as the door opened and Tucker walked back out.

"What happened, is Jade fine?" He questioned the moment Tucker walked out and the look on his face said it all.

"No.," he mumbled not believing it.

"Marcus it was a trap, to begin with. They knew we wouldn't leave the women there. We got separated when the bomb went off inside the house. We didn't think Jade made it until we saw her running with a small child on her hip. She let the child go, but they were coming in hot behind with automatic weapons. She almost made it to the truck, but we all saw her go down, we tried to help her, but the truck wouldn't let us out or turn around. That was the last we saw her injured, but alive."

Marcus nodded his head as if he was understanding what was going, but his mind and heart were so confused. He knew he needed to think straight if he had any chance of helping Jade so as much as he didn't want to he pushed aside his feelings for Jade and saw her as just another solider that needed help.

"Right, so how are we going to help her?"

*****

Jade woke up suddenly clutching her gun to her chest as she scanned her surroundings confused and dazed to what was going on around her. She looked at her broken watch that was still working and saw she has been asleep for less than a minute. Her hearing was coming back to her slowly, but all she now could here was a muffle as if she was underwater. She tried to move her leg and let out a silent scream at the fire that burned through her body.

Grinding her teeth together she knew the bullet had to come out before it did any more damage than it already had. She had managed to get away, only just, but she still wasn't safe as they were hunting her down like an animal and she refused to be taken. It had just been under 3 hours since her team got to safety and if she died out here, then so be it, because her team was safe. She was willing to sacrifice herself to make sure no one died under her watch again.

Jade froze as a truck went past and she prayed that they didn't see her huddled in the corner of a ruined building. After getting hit Jade ran for as long as she could until she found a ruined building. It wasn't the perfect hiding spot, but as Jade reached it she went down like a sack of potatoes. 

She was too far in the open and needed to find better cover, but with her leg slowing her down she couldn't move far. The bullet had to come out. She opened one of her pouches attached to her webbing and found a lighter and a knife. Jade felt her head spin, and she knew she was losing too much blood and had to get this bullet out and burn the wound, for now, to seal it from leaking any more blood and to stop the bullet embedding further into her skin causing more damage. 

She took off the cloth that was stopping the blood flow she had put on earlier and put it into her mouth ignoring the blood and dirt that was covering it. She knew it could be days for a rescue party was organised and she didn't want to risk getting an infection out here so she did what she had to do.

Tears were running down her eyes and all she wanted to do was scream out in pain but after 10 minutes of digging around the bullet was out and Jade was ready to pass out. Sweat dripped from her forehead and she was drooling from the pain that was indescribable as she heated the knife and pressed it against her flesh. Burning flesh filled her nose and tears ran freely from her eyes. She bit onto the cloth trying to muffle her screams the best she could. Once she was finished she took the dirty cloth out of her mouth panting as she wrapped it around her leg to try to avoid any infection. 

Leaning back, her helmet hit the wall with a muffled sound and Jade panicked at how loud she was being as she could hardly hear anything. She saw another flash of headlights and knew she needed to move, but she was so exhausted and tired and felt dizzy knowing she had lost too much blood. She waited until the truck passed, knowing soon that daylight would rise and hiding would be more difficult, so she needed to get somewhere safe.

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