"Tex, I'm hungry." Tex sighed, finding her patience quickly leaving her, and fixed the rookie with a cold stare. He had been whining at her for the past half hour and she was sick of it.

"Caboose, do you remember that conversation that you and Tucker had with Church a while ago?"

"You mean when O'Malley was still inside Caboose's head and he threatened me and so I told Church and he wouldn't listen to me and he said he wasn't our 'fuckin' mother'? That conversation?"

"Yes, Tucker, that one," Tex replied, closing her eyes and turning to the soldier in blue armor. "But do you remember, Caboose?"

"I think so…" Caboose pondered for a moment.

"Well the same goes for me." That stopped Caboose's thoughts.

"Church is not your mother?"

"What I mean," she started, giving him a death glare, "Is that I am not your 'fucking mother' either. So don't whine at me. You won't live long enough to remember it."

"Can it, you guys. We're stuck in this cave for a while until that storm blows over and I don't want to have to listen to you the whole time," injected Church from a small corner. He sighed and added under his breath, "It's all your fault, anyway."

"Excuse me? Mister I-Get-The-Tank-Blown-Up-And-Then-Can't-Find-The-Damn-Thing?" Tex started.

"Well, I don't see you looking very hard for it."

"In case you hadn't noticed, you're not looking very hard yourself." He looked up at her in disbelief.

"You have got to be kidding." He stood up and walked to where she was standing by the entrance to the cave. "There is a lightening storm going on out there, the worst we've seen since coming to Blood Gulch, we're stuck in a cave and can't even make it back to base, and you're on my case because I'm not out there in the frickin' middle of it all, looking for a God-damn metal tank, running around, COVERED IN METAL ARMOR!"

"If you hadn't lost the damn thing in the first place, we wouldn't have had to come out here looking for it."

"Me? Well at least I was searching while I could. You haven't helped look very hard."

"I'm not looking for the tank."

"Then why are you here?" Tex sighed, trying to regain some of her patience.

"Because I promised you guys I'd stay and help you win this thing with the reds."

"What? No, I mean, I know that, I meant, why are you out here with us in this cave?"

"Because someone has to watch over you guys."

"You know what? As a matter of fact, I-"

"Hey Church? Can it," interrupted Tucker from somewhere behind everyone "You didn't want to listen to us going at it before, and I don't want to listen to you guys going at it now."

"Me? She started it!"

"I did not!"

"Actually, you did start that one, Church," stated Tucker.

"Well, why didn't you tell her to 'can it' too?"

"Tex? Simple. I don't want a concussion." Tex crossed her arms, fixing her boyfriend with a smirk. He opened his mouth to speak, but she cut him off.

"Church, can it." He rolled his eyes and turned his attention to the storm still raging outside. The rain was pouring and every so often there was a bright flash of light followed by a deafening clap of thunder. He sighed.

"We are not getting out of here tonight."