Reaper
The mission was supposed to be easy, go in, grab the stuff and leave. Maybe a bit of shooting. Who knew it would go so wrong?
"Understood?" asked Gabriel after he had told them all the plan.
Several shouts told him that they all understood. The second he nodded they were all off getting ready to leave. Only one person was left standing there due to the fact that he was ready.
"Ready to go, Jesse?" asked Gabriel.
"You betch'a!" responded Jesse, a grin on his face.
All of them sat down on the jet a few minutes later, chatter making them all relax. The jets rumbled and before they knew it, they had landed outside of a stone castle. It was supposedly an old Deadlock base, that's why Mccree was so on edge.
As he stepped off of the plane, Gabriel felt his gut churn. He had a bad feeling about this. They all filtered into the abandoned base, weapons drawn just in case.
The second Mccree opened a door to an armory an explosion blasted them all backwards. All of them blacked out for who know how long and some didn't wake up.
Gabriel opened his eyes and groaned as the sharp ringing in his ears slowly went away. He checked himself over for injuries and was relieved to see just a few scratches because he was in the middle of the group.
Jesse was at the front was went through his head and made him jump up. Although his head wasn't too happy about it, he scurried around looking for Mccree.
"Mccree? Where are you?" he called out, worry evident in his voice.
He ran over to where he heard a groan and was relieved to see Jesse laying there. The relief slowly seeped into dread as he saw his arm, or where it used to be. His left forearm had been blown off, blood seeping into the cracks of the stone.
"Gabe? Gabe, are you ok?" asked Jesse, his eyes bleary as he tried to look him over.
It was such a typical Mccree thing to do, worry about the others first and thats why it set him into motion. Gabriel kneeled down beside him and ran a hand through his long brown locks. He had assumed that his hat had been blown away, if not blown up.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. We need to put your bandana on your arm to stop the bleeding." he responded but used a hand to keep Jesse's head still.
He couldn't see it, or he might go into shock and that was just a pain in the neck.
"Look at me, and only me, ok hijo?" he asked, already seeing the panic in his eyes.
"W-what? Why? Why can't I feel my hand? Oh god, did I lose my a--" Mccree babbled, tears gathering in his eyes.
"Hijo, it will be okay, just stay calm, ok? Deep breaths and all that shit Jack says." He soothed, ready to wrap his arm up.
Before Jesse could respond, Gabriel was wrapping up his arm and itburned. Jesse screamed in pain, tears streaming down his cheeks. When Gabriel was done, Jesse had gone still. He was relieved to see his chest fall and rise so he picked him up and took him to the jet where other agents where waiting.