A/N: DON'T KILL ME I'M SORRY I HAVEN'T POSTED IN LIKE FOR-DAMN-EVER! You're probably wondering where I've been? I've been in the land of softball practice and test studying! I've been writing though I haven't forgotten about you guys! I will try to update more often. I'm sorry though omg. I hope you enjoy this chapter, there is more to come! This and the next one are intense I can tell you that much! He watched her.

Damn it.

I thought.

Don't pick it up. Don't. Don't pick it up.

The girl reached down. For the large gun.

She struggled.

She looked around.

I cocked my gun.

Please, no. I don't want to do this...

Almost like telepathy, the girl knew, and she set the gun down. She ran.

I uncocked his gun, and sighed with relief.

"Thank god." I whispered.

But like I said, it's only the first tour….

To be continued...

Mouse's POV:

I sat on a shoddy building top, not too far from Jay. I could see him. We would look over at each other and nod that we were doing good.

He was what I was fighting for. Even if we were separated, I thought of him. He's my brother.

For sure.

Sitting on the roof, I looked around at the bleak town. It was so empty.

But it was only a matter of time before I'd fall into that feeling of emptiness and then see a sniper running towards the shelter.

It's unusual that the area would go silent. But for a while it did. The sun disappeared behind the clouds. No snipers ran. It seemed like they disappeared.

We got them all?

No. Never.

I haven't heard anything on the radio about hidden snipers in houses or hidden as victims.

It was only a matter of time before I heard two big booms behind me.

My eyes widened. My heart jumped, skipping a beat. I turned around to see smoke, dust, sand, and debris surrounding the shelter.

It came hard to breathe, and to see. The atmosphere turned heavy.

I saw almost nothing. Like the shelter just disappeared.

The first thought that shot into my head...was Jay.

He was there on the building.

Oh god.

I pulled my gun off the stand and ran over to the other side of the building. I stood there, using my eyes as well as I could to see through the dust.

I heard nothing on the radio. I only heard the dust settling on the ground, grain by grain.

As it settled, I saw what I never wanted to.

Outfits of black ran towards the building with guns in their hands. I knew it was the snipers. I should have seen this coming.

I cocked my gun quickly, and began to shoot.

They were invading.

I heard a call on the radio from one of the other lieutenants.

I payed no attention, I already knew what was happening.

I tried my best to shoot down who I could as they swarmed around the building.

The dust swirled in the air, and I stopped to look through, scouting for Jay.

I couldn't see a damn thing.

"Jay, do you copy?" I radioed.

Nothing.

"Halstead?! Are you okay? Do you copy?!" I tried again. I listened in for a response, searched for him. As the smoke crumbled to the ground, all I saw was his gun on the stand.

Suddenly, behind me I heard a grunt, the fall of a man.

One of my men.

I dropped my gun and ran to his side. It was Jensen.

"Hey, hey, stay with me. Jensen, stay with me. We're gonna get you out of here." I assured him. It was his shoulder. I put pressure on it, as I panicked and searched around for another man.

I radioed about the wounded brother, and suddenly I felt quick hands tap me. I looked over and noticed another soldier waiting to carry Jensen. So I acted quickly and grabbed his legs and we carried him away.

We got outside, and there was a humvee waiting for us.

We needed to be fast and sneaky, that's what we did.

We loaded him into the back of the Humvee where there were other men there to take him.

In good hands, I shut the doors and let them take him to safety.

I focused my attention once again to Jay.

I looked around, and noticed a sniper that had been dropped.

His gun was like mine. I made sure it was clear before I ran over to grab it. For my safety.

I picked up the gun, as mine sat on the roof without me.

Not a good thing, but I need to move on.

I hurried to get inside the shelter.

I rushed past the chaos inside. There was commotion all over now.

It wasn't silent anymore.

I made my way up to the roof, where there were many soldiers up there, shooting down the invaders.

I looked around, before I remembered the direction that Jay faced with his gun.

I ran towards the area, and noticed a figure lying on the ground.

It was him.

I dropped the gun once again and rushed to his side.

The dusty and sandy air settled even more, and made it easier to breathe, and to see.

He was laying on his side, facing the short wall that surrounded the roof.

I was on my knees as I turned him over onto his back.

It was a small space, because of the small platform that stuck up on the roof next to where Jay was. Half him laid on my lap, as pulled him close in my embrace.

His eyes were closed and his face was matted with the dust that had filled the air.

"Jay? Jay, come on?! Can you hear me? Wake up, bud!" I rambled in a panic.

I tapped his cheek in attempt to wake him up.

I felt like breaking down at this point.

Not now. Not ever. It was only the first tour. This couldn't be happening.

Suddenly his greenish, blue eyes opened. They were bright and they definitely brightened me up to know he was awake. But I just needed to know if he was okay.

He fluttered his eyes, and grunted like he was in pain.

"Jay? Jay, take it easy. Are you okay?" I asked again, with some level of relief.

"...Dizzy…" he whispered.

Concussion. He might have a concussion.

"Alright, alright. It's gonna be okay. I'm gonna get you out of here. Just stay with me, Jay."

To be continued….