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"Back to the boat! lets move!" Dutch yelled as more gunfire erupted from the warehouse. Revy came out first, her legs moving her at a dead sprint. Rock was close behind her, his business attire soaked with sweat. Dutch yelled down the open torpedo boats hatch Benny! get her started, were leaving hot!"

He didnt recieve a responce, but a couple seconds later he felt the engines roar to life underneath his feet. He opened up the hatch and hopped in.

Revy and Rock had been trapped behind a grouping of crates, and gunmen were pouring out of the warehouse. rock was peeking out from behind the cover, calling out targets for Revy's two cutlass's, and Revy was firing with near impossible accuracy, a huge scowl on her face.

Suddenly Rock noticed a small object hurtling through the air toward them,landing between revy's feet.

"Revy look out!" Rock yelled, jumping up and pushing her out of the way. He grabbed the flash bang and was raising his hand to throw it back over the crates.

"Rock what the fuck is your problem!" Revy screamed at him over the gunfire. She looked up at him as she landed, just in time to see Rock take a 308. round through the shoulder. The impact threw him back, his hand accidently clenching onto the flashbang as he fell. She only had time to cover her ears when it went off.

"Fucking hell! rock, you ok?"

No answer.

"Rock, what the fu-" she stopped mid swear when she opened her eyes. Rock was laying a couple feet away from her, unmoving, with a pool of blood growing around his shoulder and hand.

(on the boat)

Dutch was sitting in his chair at the controls, going through checks to make sure the torpedo boat wasnt tampered with when the radio crackled to life.

"ZZZzzzz...Dutch! its Revy, Rocks been hit!... zzzZZZ... We're still pinned down!...zzz... Its bad dutch, hes not moving at all."

Dutch grabbed the radio mic. "I'll be up there in a second for cover fire. just try to get him to the boat. Now."

The radio clicked in responce, but there was nobody in the chair to acknowledge it. dutch was already hopping through the hatch.

"Benny! Get in the chair! As soon as i give the ok, get us outta here!" He closed the hatch before he could hear a response.

(back with revy and rock)

revy had one hand putting pressure on Rock's shoulder and the other blind firing a cutlass over the crates. Sweat was clouding her vision, she shook her head to clear it away.

"Damn it rock! Wake up! Dont you die on me now!" she screamed in his unmoving face. She pushed harder on his shoulder, but only illicited a small groan from him.

'Fuck' she thought, 'This whole job was just a huge shitstorm from the start! Scar face and those ruskies better fucking pay up for this, or me and rock are gunna give em a piece of my mind!' She heard a click and switched pistols in seconds. 'Damn it rock, you better not die or... or im gunna kill ya!'She smirked a bit as she thought that.

Two or three rounds flew just over her head, and she cussed again. Suddenly she heard a different caliber being fired. She looked over, and saw dutch firing off his magnum.

"Revy! Get Rock outta there now!" Dutch shouted, all while pulling the pin of a smoke grenade and tossing it between them.

Revy didnt hesitate as smoke enveloped them, hoisting Rock's body over her shoulder and booking it toward the boat. Rounds flew overheard, both hostile and friendly. In a few seconds she reached the dock and jumped onto the boat, landing with a thud. Dutch was taken aback at how bad the two looked. Rock was slumped over her shoulder, eyes half open, his face getting pale. Revy was covered in the blood dripping from his shoulder wound.

Dutch shook himself out of his shock and smacked the hull with his revolver twice, the boat responding by pulling out of the dock and out towards the bay of Roanapur. Soon the whole crew was below deck, but no one was relaxing. Dutch was pushing the boat to its limits, Benny was radioing Balalaika asking for an emegency pickup at the docks, and Revy was tearing the boat apart looking for medical supplies.

"God fucking dammit! Where is the damn gauss?" she said, throwing open a metal cabinet and pulling everything off the shelves. "Check the cargo bay, i think we put some in there." Dutch said, not taking his eyes off the water. Revy noddd and ran into the cargo bay, tearing everything loose in the process. In about 30 seconds she was rushing for the captains quarters,a mess of gauss in her hands.

She kicked open the door and ran towards the bed. Rock was still motionless, his face pale and his breathing shallow. His bloody shirt had been torn from his body, and cleaner pieces had been stuffed in the wound. Revy dumped the gauss on his chest and began the peices of shirt from his wound.

"Damn it rock, dont you fucking die on me." She said as she grabbed the gauss and started stuffing it in the hole. She stopped when she pushed a little too hard, feeling her finger push through the other side of his shoulder. Revy slowly pulled her finger out, and started cursing to herself. "C'mon Revy, dont go being a fucking idiot now. Pull yourself together you bitch!" She stopped cursing when she realized she was shaking. 'Fuck me, why am i so worked up right now? I never did this when Dutch or Benny were shot. What the fuck is wrong with me?' she thought. She cursed again and shook it off, Finishing the gauss stuffing and wrapping another few strips around the wound. She sighed, but noticed something as she leaned back.

"Fucking shit" was all she could say, looking at the hand that held the flashbang when it went off. Rock's pinky and ring finger were missing. She grabbed the rest of the gauss and wrapped up his hand. For some reason after she finished, she couldnt bring herself to let go of his hand. Cursing a few times, she finally placed it on his chest. Her hands again hovered for a second before she pulled them away. Feeling it was all she could do, Revy walked over to the single bathroom connected to the room.

She splashed water from the sink on her face, and looked up at the dirty mirror above the tiny sink. dried blood was all over her body. it drenched her shoulder and laced down her face, some turing pink as the water mixed with it. It looked like a completely different person. She punched the wall next to her. "Fucking shit..." she said, starting to shake again. "The fuck is wrong with me?" she said to herself, "Why am i so fucking worried right now?"

'You care about him' the reflection seemed to say in her head.

"I dont give a shit about anyone!"

'You care about yourself...'

"Exactly."

'...and rock'

"Hes just a fucking pussy!"She started shaking even more, feeling tears begin to form in her eyes.

'He tried to keep you safe'

"He pulled a stupid ass stunt that got him hurt."

'He made sure you could keep fighting'

"Fuck." Her fist hit the wall again.

'You care about him'

"Shut up."

'You're worried about him.'

"Shut up!"

'You lo-'

"SHUT UP!" she screamed, pushing herself away from the mirror. She slowly walked back into the bedroom, Stopping next to the bed. Without a word, she sat down next to it, pulling her legs to her chest and wrapping her arms around them. She stared at her kneecaps, silently moving her lips, cursing herself. The boat hit a large wave, bouncing rocks hand from his chest to her shoulder. She didnt move, only watched as a tear landed on her bloodstained hand.