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"Grif?" Sarge calls through his radio, "We're gonna need you to clear that blockage."

"How?" Grif cried back, "These pieces are huge! How am I supposed to lift them?"

Sarge then offers, "Well, they say people in emotional situations can sometimes get super-human strength."

Grif angrily shouts back, "Yeah? Well, what about people in situations where they really don't give a fuck? What kind of powers do they get?"

Before Sarge could retort Rowe pulls him aside and growls, "Sarge, if you aren't going to provide anything that will help, please….shut the fuck up." She then lets him go.

Simmons then replies, "If you can't lift it, just try clearing it with a grenade."

Grif nervously stammers, "Um, is that safe?"

All three of them share a glance, Sarge looks over to Rowe and she warns, "Remember what I told you."

Simmons says back to Grif, "None of this is safe. You're gonna start analyzing now?"

Sarge then runs over ovr cries, "Here, Grif, take one of mine." Sarge then proceeds to throw a grenade at Grif. It falls short of Grif and rolls back down the base detonating and sending a crate flying in the direction of the Reds.

"Sarge you pulled the pin out!" Simmons cries.

Sarge replies matter-o-factly Of course I did. Who throws a grenade with the pin still in? Hey, Grif, catch this one." Sarge then throws another one, Rowe just watches in awe at the actions of her squad leader.

"No!" Grif screamed both at Sarge and into the radio creating this weird echo effect, "I'm not catching those."

"Dammit, can't reach," Sarge grumbles as the grenade rolls back down the base and blows up.

Simmons jumps and cries, "Ahh, cut it out!"

"Yeah! Let me get back to work up here," Grif screamed right as a rocket flies past him. Rowe finally snaps out of her daze and rushes over to Sarge.

"Did ya' catch tha-aAAAhh!" Sarge cried out as Rowe kicks him in the ass launching him forward.

"Fucking dumbass," Rowe grumbles, she then tells Grif, "Remember, we don't have a safe way to get you back down, so be careful with the grenade."

"Okay, here we go," Grif nervously mumbles. He then chucks a grenade into the pile. As is he never even heard Rowe's warning he asks, "Oh shit! Where do I go when the grenade is..."

*BOOM*

A blue flare shoots up to the sky which is then followed by a screaming Grif.

"Oh shit!" cried Rowe. They all watch ass Grif stops flying up and then starts falling along with all the debris.

"Oh no he's falling!" Simmons cried.

"No shit!" Rowe cried.

"Should we try to catch him?" asks Simmons.

Sarge incerdsuosly replioes, "Catch him? Hell no. He'll crush us."

Simmons then hysterically cries, "Rowe what do we do?"

"I don't know!" she cried back with a similar tone, "I've never been skydiving before!"

Sarge, unsurprisingly calm at the prospect of Grif in danger suggests, "I got a good idea. Let's act like we're gonna catch him, then we don't. It's a win-win."

"You used to jump out of ships. Give him some advice!"

"Oh, right. Grif, you should never join that unit! The pay is terrible and the officer is totally disorgan-OW!" Sarge cried as Rowe bashes him on the back of his head.

"Advice on how to land idiot!" she hissed.

"Oh, right. Grif, what you wanna do is..." While Sarge was talking, the shrieking gets closer and then ends as Grif crashes to the ground behind the trio. Rowe and Simmons both turn and look while Sarge doesn't even notice. Instead he just continues, "...Try to tuck and roll at the last second. That will transfer your momentum to inertia, and invert your ker-splat probability."

Simmons glances over to Sarge and says, "Hey, Sarge?"

"Yeah?"

"I think he's down."

"Oh right…."

"Owww…."

Sarge lets out a laugh, "Simmons, you are observant! Well, let's get going."

"What about Grif?" Simmons asked.

"Leave," Sarge replies passively, "We'll find other ways to purposely-ahh I mean, accidently hurt him…." Sarge nervously glances at Rowe who just stares at him with this empty emotionless gaze. Sarge then immediately starts running as Roe raises her magnum and….

*bam* *bam* *bam*

….Rowe then proceeded to run after the fleeing Sargent firing off another three rounds.

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"Doctor Rowe seem angry," Caboose murmured as he watches the whole ordeal from his spot on the hill.

"Does she do this often?" Carrie asks, slightly fearful of the medic.

Caboose, slightly unsure answers, "...No?"

Carrie then says, "Anyway, remember why we are here?"

"Oh, right," Caboose chirps. He then runs to the crashed ship and opens the maintenance panel on the front of the ship. He tinkers around for a bit before a light on the side turns on. He makes his over and checks it out. "There you are," he whispers.

"Ready Caboose?" Carrie asks.

Caboose nods, "Ready." He then picks up a blowtorch and turns it on.

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"Well….atleast the power is back on," Simmons murmurs.

Sarge nervously shifts his glance to Grif, "So….how's Grif?"

Simmons and Rowe share a glance, she replies, "He seems broken, but I'm fairly sure he'll live."

Sarge silently sighs, "Sad. I always thought I would be the cause of Grif's death." He then quickly glances at Rowe and breaths a sigh of relief when she doesn't take notice of what he said. He then says, "Let's call Lopez, and tell him we've got power. Robots love that stuff."

"And oil," Simmons cheerfully adds.

"Stop helping me," Sarge grumbles. He then turns around and turns on the long range radio. "Come in Lopez, señor Lopez, come in. This is Sergeant-"

"Hola. Ésta es Garganta Sangrienta. Está hablando a López." [Hello? This is Blood Gulch Canyon, Lopez speaking.]

Sarge greets, "Lopez, it's Sarge. Que paso. Whatya doin'? ...Lopez?"

The voice on the other end attempts to BS his way out of talking to Sarge, "Uh, Me disculpo, no puedo utilizar el teléfono. Deja por favor un mensaje y…" [Uhhh... Sorry I couldn't come to the phone. Please leave me a message and I'll...] Also failing at it, even Sarge isn't that dumb, I mean he's dumb, but not that dumb. Though you know what they say, it's not hard to improve on garbage.

Sarge, thinking it was a joke laughs, "Eh, heh heh. Lopez, you old kidder. Cut it out."

"...le llamaré tan pronto yo esté disponible." [...call you back as soon as I am able.]

"Haha, seriously program, disable lying mode voice verification Bravo niner."

"Commando acceptado. ¿Qué quiere usted?" [COMMAND ACCEPTED...OK. What do you want?]

"I need you at the new base on the double."

"¿Por qué?" [Why?]

"We got power. Need your help building something awesome. You busy?"

"En realidad. No. Acabo de matar a esa muchacha de la Base Azul. Así que terminé. Ganamos a propósito." [Actually. Not really. I just killed that girl over at Blue Base. So I'm all wrapped up here. We won by the way.]

Rowe leans over to Simmons and whispers, "Ever noticed how Sarge randomly understands Lopez and just as randomly doesn't?"

"I think we has selective hearing," Simmons whispers back.

"Great!" Sarge calls over to them, "Hey Simmons, Rowe, we won Blood Gulch."

Rowe and Simmons share a glance and slightly confused, they ask, "What do you mean?"

"We finally defeated the Blues at Blood Gulch."

Simmons whoops, "Oh, cool. Suck it Blue."

Rowe, still confused mumbles, "What about…."

"Oh, and tell Grif his sister's dead." The Sergeant's words finally dawn on the two as Grif finally regains consciousness.

"OK. Creo que puedo venir luego." [OK I guess I can be right there.]

Sarge then runs back to the radio, "Great, we'll see you soon. I'll forward you some blueprints of what we've been workin' on." He then hangs up.

Grif lets out a moan, sits up and weekly asks "What happened?"

Rwoe rushes to his side, "Easy Grif, easy, you took quite a fall, also took quite a blast."

Sarge then instructs, "Grif, you're awake, good. Lopez is coming here, I need you to stay out of the way."

Grif mumbles, "Uh, can do."

"Rowe, you stay with Grif, get him back on his feet."

"Got it sarge."

"Simmons, you check the base, make sure everything is online. Lopez is going to need all the power he can get."

"On it sir."

"Lopez, you get in the base, start workin' on the plans I sent you." All three of them snap their heads to the left of SArge where Lopez had almost magically appeared.

"Sí." Lopez then walks off to work.

"The fuck?" mumbles Rowe.

"Wow, he got here fast!" Simmons exclaimed.

Sarge then lets out a sigh and says, "Oh and uh, Grif, one more thing. You might wanna sit down."

An annoyed Grif cries, "I can't sit, I think both my kneecaps are shattered."

"Oh, well in that case, Rowe, you'd better be prepared to catch him. He'll probably faint when I tell him his sister's dead."

Slightly surprised, Grif ask, "My sister is dead?"

Sarge breaths a sigh of relief, "Oh, you already know! Good. I was worried 'bout how to break the news to you. That could've been awkward."

Grif, completely not believing it says, "No way. Not true."

"You don't believe it?" Simmons asks.

Rowe lets out a sigh, "Grif, I know it's hard, and denial is the first step in grief, but in time you'll learn to accept it."

Grif, still not buying it curtly replies, "I'll tell you what, you produce a corpse, I'll believe it."

Simmons scratches his head, "Huh?" He turns to Rowe who shrugs.

Grif then explains, "Listen, once when we were kids, we went ice skating, and she fell through the ice. She was under there for three hours, and when they pulled her out, not only was she still alive, she was pregnant. If you can explain that to me, I'll believe you when you tell me she's dead."

Both Simmons and Rowe are dead silent while Sarge sighs, "HHHhhhh, I wouldn't even know how to-"

Lopex the walks up and says, "Hecho." [Done.]

Sarge laughs, "Hot damn, Lopez is done already. Did you finish the-"

"Sí."

"Well what about the-"

"Sí."

"And also the-"

"Estoy listo. Eso significa que hice todo." [I am done. That means I did everything.]

"Caliente daminito, let's go check it out."

"Está por aquí." [It's over here.] Lopez leads them into the base and into an elevator. López then instructs Sarge, "Aprieta el botón de abajo." [Just hit the down button.]

Grif asks, "You installed an elevator?"

"Por supuesto. Introduzca su código. Ponga su mano allí. De vuelta a esa rueda." [Of course. Now enter your personalized key code. Put your hand on the scanner. Now turn that crank.]

Sarge asks, "Which one, this one?" He then proceeds to point at a random one.

"No. La tercera hacia abajo. La quinta hacia allá." [No. The third one down. Fifth one over.]

"Ah, okay."

Rowe then asks curiously, "How did he build all of this?"

Sarge replies, "I told ya, he just needed power tools."

"Ahora apriete su botón cuando apriete el mío." [Now push your button when I push mine.]

"At the same time?"

"Sí."

"You wanna do it like on three or like, three and then go?"

With an exasperated tone, Lopez says, "¡Apenas apriétalo!" [Just push it!]

"Okay."

The elevator then stop descending, they exit the elevator and walk into a large open room. All three Reds had their own response.

"Jesus."

"What the fuck?"

"What the hell is all this?"

Sarge then proudly presented, "As you know, I've been working on developing a new version of our Warthog. So I had Lopez here build an underground holographically powered simulation room. This is going to allow us, to test the final concepts of my car design. Now check it."

A Blue grid appears on the floor and holograms of a warthog pops up and the grid disappears.

Grif and Rowe clap, "Okay. Now that was pretty cool." Rowe nods in agreement.

Sarge, slightly flushed at the praise, says, "Thank you"

Impressed yet also confused, Simmons asks, "Hey wait a second, so you built an entire chamber, capable of running holographic simulations, rather than just build the car itself? That doesn't seem very efficient to me."

Sarge replied matter-of-factly, "Simmons, sometimes you just gotta go for style points. Hoo-ah."

Rowe rolls her eyes, "Simmons, I think e need to stop trying to apply logic to how stuff runs here….it just doesn't seem to work."

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