We, 2 Section, all love Molly Dawes. She's our little sister, mother hen and girlfriend all rolled into one. And we wouldn't have it any other way.

We weren't real sure of her to start with, she sure seemed to piss the Boss off good and proper. He told her if she couldn't cut it as our medic he would have no hesitation in lobbing her from the plane. And he kept calling her "Medic" for ages like saying her name meant that she was staying. But then, after her run in with the Boss, Smurf vouched for her.

Although later on, he changed his tune. We think it had something to do with our medicals but a few of us gave her shit about freezing in the hospital and we didn't get a bollocking. So something went down that's for sure but we dunno what.

Molly, then put us in our places by going above and beyond. As we watched over her crawling her way through the minefield to Smurf, we didn't know if she or Smurf would make it. Then she bloody goes and blows a mine. We thought that was the end of her. And to be honest we all felt a bit guilty about the way we had treated her, not talking to her 'cos of Smurf, giving her shit in general.

Then she bloody pops up, right as rain. We could hear her voice crackling out over the comms. Back to business boys, cover our girl! But that wasn't the end of our Molly, not only did she nearly get herself blown up by going after the Welsh tosser in the minefield, she then went up the winch to the helio medi vac with Smurf to stop him from bleedin' out. The Boss was screaming into the comms that she wasn't to go, she'd be a sitting duck for any sniper but she couldn't hear a thing under the helio so up she went.

We all cheered when Molly flew past us in the helio with Smurf safely on board. That earned us a blast from the Boss, not being alert or focussed and that Molly had done something unbelievable stupid and disobeyed orders. We thought she was epic.

She looks after us all when we're out on patrol, handing us water when it's hot, which is 99% of the time during the day, always ready with band aids for blisters and eye drops from when all the dust and shit gets in our eyes.

Mol puts us in our place when she needs to. She proper rinses Smurf more than half the time. But we've all copped it at some stage, Mol has a pretty hot temper, even the Boss has been told, maybe not quite as bluntly as us boys but to be honest we give her heaps more shit than what the Boss does. Plus she doesn't want to upset the Boss and be on his bad side again, none of us want to be on the Boss' bad side.

When Mol and Smurf went on R and R together, Molly got all the things we asked for - the toothpaste, Marmite, boxers, eye drops even the protein shakes. She looks after us proper like.

And us, her. When she came back from that mission with the busted lip and told us some shit story about falling off the treadmill in front of the septics, we let her believe that we bought that story. But we found out what really happened, her been smacked in the mouth by the brother of the little kid she helped, we wanted to kill the bastard. No one touches our Dawsey without her permission.

She was trying to protect us, by not telling us the truth. She thought we would make it our job to make sure we got payback for her. And she was right, we bloody would have given half a chance. Lucky for us, Bossman made sure we got the chance, in fact, if not for the Boss, we wouldn't have known anything about it.

But then Molly goes and protects us by taking out Badrai anyway. She was a crack shot with the Boss' pistol. Her instincts took over, you know mother bear, protect at all cost! So she saves us and then she proceeds to save Smurf and the Boss with her medical training. Of course she says "just doin' me job".

We are just like family. Poor Dawsey, imagine having the likes of us, 2 section, as her "big brothers". She's the big sister when she's at home but with us, she's the little 'un. We love her, she's one of the lads. We'd die for her, just like we know she would do for us.

We love Molly. She's our sister, mother hen and girlfriend all rolled into one dynamic, brave, feisty, beautiful package.