"CAPTAIN MILLER!!" Miller spun around to see Reiben yelling in the street. "IS THIS SOME KIND OF A SICK JOKE?!" Reiben continued to scream, and Miller noticed he was pointing at a girl. "WE MARCH ALL OVER FRANCE LOOKING FOR A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN, AND COME TO FIND OUT, THIS WHOLE TIME WE WERE LOOKING FOR A KID?!"

"Reiben, what are you talking about?" Miller questioned.

As Reiben relayed the whole story to Miller and Horvath, the rest of the squad sat down in a circle and began smoking. Elizabeth hung off to the side, Rebel sitting obediently by her side. Wade was also standing off to the side, sorting through his medic pack. He pulled out some bandages and walked over to Elizabeth.

"You okay?" he asked. Elizabeth glanced at the bandages warily. Then she nodded.

"Um…" Wade wasn't sure what to do. "I think-are you bleeding?" Elizabeth glanced down at her hands, which the German soldiers had enjoyed cutting with their knives. She quickly wiped them on her clothes. Wade gently took her right hand. Her head jerked up, she didn't know if he was going to hurt her, or help her.

"How did this happen?" he asked, frowning. She just looked at the floor.

"Did they do this to you?" he asked quietly. She nodded. She looked behind Wade, at the squad, and saw Jackson watching them. Jackson saw her looking at him, and he turned away.

"Hey, Jackson," Wade called, unaware of what had just happened.

"Yeah?" Jackson answered, glancing over again.

"Come look at these cuts," Wade said. He wanted a second opinion, and his only choices at the moment were Caparzo, Mellish, jumpy Upham, or Jackson. Jackson walked over.

"You think they were rusty knives?" Wade asked.

"Huh…" he said. He stood there for a few seconds, hoping the answer would come to him. He didn't want to look stupid. Finally he just gave up. "Man, Wade. What do I know about this stuff?"

Wade looked around, clearly wishing he had asked someone else's opinion. But he didn't want to insult Jackson and call someone else over instead.

"You think it'll get infected?" he asked in a low voice. Wade really wasn't sure. Elizabeth's head shot up, her eyes wide. Jackson looked at Wade, eyebrows raised. He was curious to see whether or not Wade would lie to her. If he lied that meant he didn't want her to be scared. Jackson was hoping he would just tell the truth, because what did it matter if the kid was scared? Jackson couldn't care less.

"It's not going to get infected," Wade told her hastily. "I'll just put a bandage over it."

Jackson rolled his eyes and walked back to the squad. He didn't need to stick around to watch Elizabeth whine about the pain. He sat down next to Mellish., waiting for Elizabeth to start complaining. He waited a few minutes, but didn't hear anything. He turned around to see when Wade was going to start bandaging her hand, but he already had. Elizabeth's was wincing in pain, and she looked on the verge of tears. Those cuts had been deep, but she didn't make a sound. Jackson watched with curiosity at first, amazed that she could do that, but then he turned away in anger. What did she know about pain? Nothing. He hoped it hurt her. Bad.

"And then this BEAST attacked me. It nearly ripped my arm off, but I was able to throw him off me and across the room," Reiben could be heard telling his story.

"Reiben, the thing was half you're size. And you were on the floor screaming for mercy until we came and pulled him off you," Mellish said.

"I didn't want to hurt the poor creature, that's all," Reiben argued. "I heard they might go extinct."

"It was a dog, not a unicorn, Reiben," Jackson argued back.

As if he knew they were talking about him, the dog, Rebel, came bounding up to lick Elizabeth's face. He stopped dead when he saw Wade's blood-covered hands wrapping Elizabeth's blood-covered hands in bandages.

"AHH!" Wade yelled as the dog pushed him to the ground.

"REBEL, NO!" Elizabeth screamed. "Rebel! Come here!"

Rebel obediently sat down beside Elizabeth. Jackson took a step forward to help Wade up, accidentally startling Rebel in the process.

"AHH!" he yelled, as the dog shoved him to the ground.

"HA!" Reiben laughed. " He's not half you're size when he's sitting on top of you, is he, Jackson?"

"REBEL! COME HERE!" Elizabeth yelled. Rebel obeyed immediately.

"Where'd you find that monster?" Jackson asked from the floor.

"I found him on that street," she pointed, and spoke quietly, with a raspy voice, sounding as though she hadn't talked in a while. "I gave him some food, and he started following me around."

"I don't think this is the girl we're looking for," Miller said.

"Thank goodness!" Reiben yelled.

"Are you Elizabeth Hall?" Miller asked.

"Yeah," Elizabeth answered.

"Never mind. She's the right kid," Miller said.