Chapter 2
Blood and Disinfectant
Disclaimer: You know I DON'T own Falling Skies. If any dialogue sounds familiar, I borrowed it from the show and tweaked it to fit this situation, though I do own the character Alexandra 'Alex'
A/N: would just like to say a BIG thank you to everyone who have read and reviewed my story :) and for those of you who think my grammar is bad, I honestly couldn't care less, it's a story get over it! Anyway I hope you like this next chapter
Weaver POV
Tom and I were in the command post planning the next route to Charleston when the scouting party came back, we began to walk out to meet them but something wasn't right; there was a hell of a commotion as Dai practically sprinted past us, he headed into the medical bus and emerged less than a second later with our medic Dr. Glass, as they came past us I reached out and grabbed Dai's sleeve…
"What's happened?" I asked him as I took note of the small patches of dark red blood that covered his tan jacket, he turned to face us as Dr. Glass kept running to where ever she had to be.
"It's Hal…" he began, as soon as I heard Hal's name I glanced at Tom, his face had already lost it's color as Dai continued "…he's been shot" before I could say a word, Tom took off towards where our doctor was headed. How could this have happened? Hal was one of our most capable fighters, although he was just 17 he had the heart of a lion.
"What the hell happened out there, Dai?" I asked as I began walking to catch up with my second in command, Dai followed closely as he began to tell me his recollection of what happened…
"We were searching a few stores for supplies, I saw what I thought was a stack of canned food and I went over to take a closer look; next thing I know, some crazy SOB had a gun to the back of my head demanding that we handed our supplies and weapons over to him…it all happened so fast after that, he pointed the gun at Maggie, Hal pushed her out of the way and taking the bullet himself" Dai explained as a handful of fighters came around the corner carrying Hal, we moved aside and began following them back to the bus.
Once the fighters had departed from the bus Dai and myself entered to see if we could lend a hand, Dr. Glass and Lourdes were working as hard as possible, while Maggie was sat at the back of the bus with one of our medical assistants getting a couple of adhesive stitches on her eyebrow, Tom on the other hand was literally hovering around the medical table, concern written all over his face.
"What happened to him?" he asked trying to keep calm, I told him exactly what Dai told me, word for word "and what happened to the bastard who shot my son?"
"He's dead" Dai replied almost instantly, his voice was remarkably calm.
"Are you sure?" I asked him in return, I was just about to continue when Maggie finally spoke
"Yeah he's dead alright, I dropped him with three rounds from my .45 to the chest" her voice was kinda hoarse, she stood up and walked over to us, she was covered in blood, most of it I was guessing to be Hal's considering she had no injuries, other than the laceration to her eyebrow she seemed to be in perfect health "Is there anything I'm needed to do here, sir?"
"Not right now but you should go and change, you can't walk around camp like that" I replied trying to keep the authority in my voice, the poor girl was hurting, we all were…
Maggie POV
I needed to get out of there, every breath I took was filled with the scent of blood and disinfectant, it brought back bad memories of the hospital and the tumors. When Weaver told me told me to go and change I walked quickly but quietly past them, upon getting out of the bus I took several huge breaths of the cold winter air, trying to keep myself from throwing up…it was unsuccessful as I felt the feeling rise up my throat, I managed to race over to a nearby bush before I brought up what little I had left in my stomach, none the less it still tasted friggin disgusting…
"Are you alright?" asked a voice that startled me slightly, I looked around and saw Pope leaning against a near by car with his usual can of beer in hand, I expected his smug-ass attitude but this he seemed different… almost like he was a little worried.
"Could be better, I guess" I replied as I spat the last of the vile taste out. My head was already beginning to hurt from earlier, I didn't have time to get any aspirin I just needed to get out of there.
"Tector just told me what happened, how is he?" Pope inquired, was this guy for real? He hates Hal and despises me, the guy was an asshole but I guess he had a heart somewhere…
"He's in surgery at the moment, too early to tell" I told him, it felt weird saying those words, like everything was just a bad dream and that I'd wake up in my tent at any minute before walking out to see Hal sat in the mess tent, having his morning coffee but this wasn't a dream it was real, very real.
"Well, I hope he makes it; we had our differences but I respect the kid..." Pope said, I was slightly stunned by the fact he had 'respect' for Hal, "…he's a hell of a fighter." With this Pope turned and walked away, I still couldn't believe what I had just heard, but I have to admit Pope could be an alright kinda guy when he wanted to be.
I began walking to my tent across the other side of the camp, on the way I passed the mess tent and saw Ben and Matt sat at one of the tables, Matt was crying while Ben tried to comfort him, I felt a sinking feeling in my heart, I wanted to say something but I couldn't find the words; I eventually got to my tent there was no sign of Alex and I knew Lourdes wasn't here because she was on the bus, I changed from my blood covered clothes and that's when it hit me, how much I actually care about Hal… I love him and I scared the living shit out of me that I may lose him…
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