The Kommissariat

by Kebab Man

In the Alaskan tundra, just before the events of fallout 4. Communist and Capitalist forces unite under a coalition government after the bombs drop. there is however a new threat coming from the east and from underground. Komms, a kid who has been moved about Alaska finally settles in Jacinto. meeting new people he continues to go through his national service. to serve his country.

6. Chapter 6

Komms 28 – 51

April 16th 2266 Garosk

Crouched on the ground he held her against him as she cried, rounds still landing above the trench they sat in, drops of plasma burning their way down along side the burst of dirt exploding down on top of them as the dust from the collapsed building began to settle. He heard the tanks start firing their main guns again, and the sounds of the jeeps moving back up through the gaps and opening fire.

He looked up at the scene around him, most of the troops that fell back to the trench back up and firing over the parapet of the trench, the sparks of rounds ricochetting of their armour, the odd one dropping back into the trench as rounds hit their more exposed and vulnerable gaps between their armour, some of them screaming out for help.

He listened in to the chatter over the radio and the constant yelling, "All Gamma-2 squads report in!? Who've we got left!?" came a voice from VC.

"VC this is 2-6, we're at 80% combat effectiveness, over!"

"VC this is 2-5, we're at 100% combat effectiveness, over!"

"This is 2-3! Combat effectiveness unknown at this time, over! All 2-3 units sound off!" came Steph's voice.

"Steph, is Vlad! Still in fight, no sight of Medvedev, over!" Vlad Yelled.

He pulled the hand from the back of Yuri's helmet which kept her head tucked tight to his chest.

"2-3 this is Medvedev! I'm still going, over!" He barked, before returning back to Yuri.

"VC this is 2-3! Combat effectiveness at 60%, over!" Steph yelled.

"2-2 here, we area at 60% combat effectiveness!... Shit! Update! We are at 40% combat effectiveness! We need support in the far right building! UCR forces are rushing back up through the building and taking positions, over!?" Screamed Horvat.

"2-2 this is VC, what floor of the building are you on, over!?" came VC again.

"VC, we've retreated with our wounded to the fourth floor, over!" Yelled Horvat.

"VC-3 put a round of WP in the second floor, over!" Came VC.

Komms pulled Yuri back from him, and tilting her head up to face his, "Yuri! We need to get back intea this!" He yelled over the noise, receiving only another inaudible whimper in return. He spoke over comms again after activating it. "Tsosie! I need a hand wi Delgraza, can I get a hand over here!?", a moment later Erin's voice crackled over the mic, "Two seconds! What's wrong!?" she called back. "I hink it's shell-shock or something, she's just shaking and whimpering, we need tae get her back tae the casevac point!". He sat trying to bring her round as she just stared blankly at him, almost as if in a state of zoning out that she couldn't come around from and taking off her helmet he was met by her trembling lip and empty eyes, as the small pool of tears that had formed at the bottom of her helmet fell from her face like a waterfall. He ran his hand up the side of her face, making her jump, almost as if coming back into conciseness. He placed a finger in each of her ears as the gears either side of them started firing again and when they'd stopped, he searched around her belt, finding her mobile headsets and plugging them in her ears.

Erin slid up next to them and placing a hand on Yuri's shoulder she worriedly looked her over, searching fro any injuries she'd missed earlier and not finding any, she turned to Komms.

"I'll run her round back, you're a bit more needed here!" she called over the firing and trying to get Yuri into her arms to take her to safety, she grabbed onto Komms, wailing a bit and trying not to be separated from him. Komms looked round at her and tore the rifle from his back, "How much ammo you got!?" he yelled, "Not much!" She yelled back. He held the rifle out to her, to which she stuck it to her mag pack while he pulled some of the mags for it from his belt, stuffing them into her empty pouches. "I'll need tae run her round, Doll, Give ees some cover!" He yelled, before scooping Yuri from the floor and pushing himself to his feet and running along the trench line, trying to keep his head down.

He stopped and taking a breath he flung himself up the side of the trench and through the window at the end of the building and behind the wall next to it, rounds peppering the wall outside as he got in. He bolted over and through the door, another round flinging itself through the window and hitting the top of the back of him armour, ricochetting off and bouncing a second time, off the wall, sending several sparks between his armour and helmet, making him tilt his head back, shuddering.

Running through the back door, he found a line of troops laying out behind cover with several medics running between them, trying to stabilise the most affected troops. He placed her down at the end of the line, one of the medics noticing and running over when he'd noticed them. The medic reached them as Komms tried to calm her, reassuring her that everything was alright and that she needed to let go of him. The medic dropped down to her level and seeing her blood covered armour, was assuming the worst. "Where's she hit? Has she been given anything yet!?" He asked, trying to find a wound.

"She's no hit, Doc, I hink it's shell-shock or somethin!" He said, glancing over at him, then placing a hand to the side of her face again, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye.

"Fuck, there isn't anything we can do straight away then, get yourself back out there Gear, we'll look after her here, hopefully she'll come round soon!" The medic replied.

He gave the medic a nod, then leaned in, kissing her on the cheek, "I'll be back soon, lass, yer gonnae be fine, they'll look after ye here." He said in her ear, before trying to get back up, she again grabbed onto his arm, clutching it tightly and pulling him back down. He looked back at her and the look of terror in her eyes was excruciating, feeling like just that one look was about to break his nerves. He crouched back down with her as the medic tried to convince her to let go. He lifted his head and pulled the tags from his neck, holding them out in front of her, taking her hand from his arm and placing them in her palm, closing her hand around them.

"I have to go, lass, I'll be back soon, I promise!" he said, feeling the grip from her other hand loosen off. He again leaned it, placing his lips against hers and holding himself there for several seconds before he pulled back, giving her a smile before he ran off back through the door he'd came through. He bolted back through the door and slammed up against the wall next to the window, taking another breath and lunging out and back into the trench.

He ran up next to Erin who was still firing and taking cover from where he'd left her. He popped his head up and seen a group on UCR troops moving closer into a crater not far from them ,but when he reached to grab his weapon from his back he realised he didn't have any there, he'd dropped his MG in the opposite trench to carry Yuri and the other Gear back across. He looked down at his side, seeing the satchel of grenades and his pistols strapped to his side. He reached into his satchel and pulled a bolo grenade from it, pulling the first pin, allowing the grenade to drop from the handle and hang from it with a small chain, then holding down the arming handle he pulled the second pin. He swung the grenade round in a circle by his side, letting go of it and letting it fly across the open, landing next to crater, exploding next to it with no effect on target.

He seen the soldiers raise their heads out and fire on them, dropping back down the parapet with Erin as they done so. He signalled to her to fire on them when he was ready, and when he'd pulled the pins on a second grenade and started swinging she fired again and with the second throw it landed directly in the crater with them, two of them bolting back out the crater, the third one being caught in the explosion, the other two getting mowed down by Erin and the other Gears around them.

"All units this is Base plate! We've been informed UCR troops have moved up over the pit bunker! You need to retake that position, a lot of the civvies in this area are in that bunker! You need to retake that bunker, over!" Yelled BP over comms.

"Base Plate,this is Victor Charley Actual! UCR troops have taken positions in all the buildings forward of us bar one with trapped friendly troops inside! How many fucking troops made it past the border!? It's like the spearhead of a fucking division with the amount of troops they have!" VC yelled back.

"Victor Charley Actual, We don't have information on their numbers! You are cleared to use all available munitions on enemy positions in the surrounding buildings. Artillery units have also been set up in the surrounding areas, call sign Terminator, call in strikes outside of sixtey meters of the bunkers position, over!" BP called back.

"Affirmative Base Pla-" VC tried replying but was interrupted.

"All units, all units! Interrogative! This is 2-5, watch your flanks, UCR troops are circling round and attempting to encircle! We need more support, over!" Screamed 2-5.

"All units, suggest bringing down the forward buildings and encircling the bunker to maximise you defensive posture, over!" Replied BP.

"Affirmative, Base Plate! All VC units, take down the two buildings on the left, all friendly foot mobiles move up to secure the remains of the opposing trench line, over!" Yelled VC.

Komms had pulled his pistol from his leg by this time, firing on advancing enemy troops. The armoured unit turned their attention to the buildings on the left, each of them delivering two rounds of HE into the buildings, dropping them on top of the troops in the trench line.

He activated his comms again, "2-2 this is 2-3! Can you evacuate the building!? Their gonnea be converging on your position with force in a minute!" He called out, receiving Gaz's voice in return.

"2-3 this is 2-2! Combat effectiveness is at 20% percent, Horvat's hit! She's alive but I'm the only one left, I can't risk using the flamethrower in here and I'm almost out of ammo, WP has dispersed and their attempting to capture the building again, request immediate support, over!" He screamed.

"Rodger that, 2-3 on me! We're moving up, request fire support and a bolster to move with us!?" He requested, reloading his pistol again while he done so.

"2-3 this is 4-3 and 4-4, we're with you in the crossing, call it and we're going, over!" called 4-3.

"Fix bayonets!" He yelled, then a moment later when he'd finished reloading again, he pulled his knife from his belt. "Covering fire, Advancing units are Oscar Mike!" He yelled, him and Erin both pulling themselves over the top and sprinting forward the a remnant of fire coming their way. He stumbled as he ran, a couple rounds hitting his chest piece, he recovered though and carried on sprinting forward, raising his pistol and firing several times at a couple troops firing back at them. The UCR troops dropped their heads as another group of Gears fired on them as well, giving him enough cover to make his way to the remains of the trench line. He jumped down into the trench, raising his pistol and firing on them again, his shots missing and thwacking into the dirt at the side of the trench next to them. He was about to fire again ,but stopped himself as several Gears from one of the Bravo units jumped in on top of them. He felt several stones and chips smack off the back of his armour as Erin dropped into the trench behind him, turning to face the opposite direction from him.

She gave him a, light elbow in the side, turning to see his rifle stuck to her back. He grabbed it from her as he nodded her head to it, then quickly rummaging through her belt and grabbing the extra mags he'd gave her. "I managed to scrounge some ammo up from some other Gears, so lets move!" She said, before both of them jogged along the trench as he checked his rifle, blowing some dust off the receiver and making sure it was still loaded.

The passed the three Gears who'd landed on the UCR soldiers, tagging them along once they'd dispatched them. As the five of them ran along the trench, they all ducked down as they climbed over the debris that filled part of the trench from the third building, moving as fast as they could, rounds still landing around them. They made it back into the trench, being faced with a squad of troops that where firing on the Gears across from them. He raised his rifle and pulling the trigger it fired but he froze as his rifle jammed, the soldier the round had hit toppling over into the next one in line.

He grabbed the cocking handle of the rifle, yanking on it but it just became more stuck. He flung the rifle round in his hands and changed the soldiers, cracking the butt of his rifle off the helmet of the first soldier before pile driving the next one to the ground. The Gears following fired on the last few that where standing, one of the Gears running the soldier he had hit through with his bayonet. He tussled with the soldier on the ground, slamming his head down into the soldiers several times before he started punching him. When he was sure the soldier had be subdued, he pulled the revolver from his leg, sticking it up under the man's chin and pulled the trigger, brain matter exploding through the top of his helmet and all over the ground behind him, the revolver flew from his hand and smacked against the side of the trench as he clutched his wrist as it stung in pain. He hadn't anticipated the recoil, but he had anticipated it's effects. One of the Gears pulled him to his feet another grabbing the revolver and handed it back to him.

He gave the Gears a nod as he clipped the revolver back into his holster, he hand still stinging as he grabbed his rifle, sitting the butt of it against the ground and kicking the charging handle with his foot, then pulling the mag and cycling it several times. He charged off after the Gears and Erin who had already ran ahead. He followed up behind them as they all bounded through one of the windows of the building.

He heard Gaz scream over the mic again, also hearing him faintly through the ceiling above him.

"2-3 where the fuck are you!? I've got a mag left and their coming in any second now!" He cried.

They all charged up the stairs while he activated his comms, "Watch yer fire, lad! We're comin up!" He called.

The first Gear reached the top of the stairs, being met with the blast of a shotgun, hitting him in the throat and chest, blood splattering back over the front of the next Gears helmet, blinding him to what was ahead. The first Gear fell forward onto the ground, the second dumping his mag, mowing down the soldier that shot the first and hitting another. The rest of them bolted up behidn him, clearing the rest of the room, the other Gear from Bravo tending to both the Gears from his squad, trying to stabilise the first.

Komms took point ahead of Erin, clipping his bayonet to his rifle as he went. They walked along the corridor, checking their corners and the doorways as they went, hearing the sounds of firing coming from up the stairs ahead of them. They bolted forward, charging up the stairs again, he faced another two soldiers moving through he corridor towards them, He raised his rifle again, pulling the trigger and letting off a burst into the front soldier, collapsing him to the floor before his rifle jammed again. He charged forward at the second soldier as she fired at him, the first few rounds bouncing off his armour, the next round slipping between the armour, hitting his left arm. He roared in pain as he continued charging, his bayonet sticking into the soldiers gut and sticking out her back as he thrust the woman up into the air, still screaming. The soldier slid up the blade then fell back down it as her weight fell back down on him, her legs falling lifeless as she tried punching at him. He flipped the woman over onto the ground off the bayonet then started bashing her over the head with the butt of his rifle.

Erin pulled him off the corps and dragged him towards the next set of stairs. They stopped at the corner, Erin peeking round. "We've got six of them there!" She whispered over comms.

He pulled a grenade form his satchel, handing it to her then pulling out another and pulling the pin. They both threw the grenades round the corner, on landing in the centre of them, the other landing just short of them.

"Fire in the hole!" Komms yelled over his comms as just before they exploded.

"2-2 hold fire, hold fire! Friendlies coming in!" Erin Yelled as she pressed her finger to the side of her helmet while they charged round, running over the dead and screaming soldiers on the ground.

Erin continued up the stairs as Komms stayed behind. He looked at the screaming men and women on the floor, he felt a sense of pity, he yanked on the charging handle of his rifle again, then raised the rifle to one of the soldiers heads, but after he heard the soldier cry for him to do it, he had a change of heart. He glared down at the man as Gaz called him up the stairs. He slowly turned from the screaming soldier and walked away up the stairs, to find Erin and Gaz both tending to Horvat, sticking a stim in her neck and a Med-x in her leg.

She shuddered as the needle entered her leg, "Ohhh, I've not been this happy to see you since you walked into recruiting!" She laughed, seeing Komms come up the stairs, trying to cover over the pain. He smiled under his visor as he stepped over to help her to her feet, sliding her arm over his shoulder and his around her back.

He helped her down the stairs back the way they came, as Gaz picked up his dead squad mate, hurdling him over his shoulder, following after the others. Komms raised his rifle next ot his head, pressing the comms on his helmet. "We've got 2-2, is it safe to bring wounded back across!?" he asked.

"2-3 this is 3-1! We've got a hummer ready to pull anyone back, just be quick about loading up! Sound off when you're ready!" Came 3-1.

"Roger that 3-1! Prep for mark!" He called back. They again stepped over the soldiers on the ground, most of them already succumbing to blood loss or shock.

One of them yelled out as they rounded the corner, "You can't just leave me here like this!" He cried.

They rounded the corner, ignoring his please then made their way down to the Gears at the next again floor down, who were covering the stairs. "Sorry about yer mate, lads." He said to them, rounding the corner again and seeing their fellow Gear sat up against the wall. "Come on, we need to get him to that hummer, he deserves tae be taken back." He said, the Gears sighing in regret before they moved to pick his body up. Erin stepped down first, followed by one of the other Gears. They called them down, then radioed for 3-1 to make her way across.

They hauled the Horvat and the bodies out the window they came in, stepping down into the trench and waiting for 3-1 to arrive. Erin popped her head over the parapet and called out that she seen it coming. She helped Komms bring Horvat up, Erin taking her to the hummer as it pulled up, taking her round the other side and sitting her inside. Komms helped Gaz and the Gears bring up the dead, Opening the boot and laying them in the back before smacking the back of the boot after they closed it.

Erin 5 – 52

April 16th 2266 Garosk

She stood at the parapet of the trench, looking out down the street ahead. The sun had set a couple hours ago, so they'd all turned their IFF's off for cover. Komms had been dragged into the pit to get his arm stitched, but despite his protests he was ordered to go. He'd been gone a good half hour at this point, understandable considering the wounded they had.

She seen a silhouette bob along from some of the building a couple blocks down, but she'd been ordered not to fire unless absolutely necessary, to avoid the risk of another firefight.

"2-1 here, I've got movement on far right, silhouette running between the buildings a few blocks down!" She called over her comms.

"Roger that 2-1, keep tabs on any movement coming this way, again, do not engage unless your sure they're coming in for an attack. It's still going to be another hour before reinforcements arrive!" Bp replied.

She stared down the street at where the figure had ran to, the eventual sound of engines roaring in the distance filling her ears. "2-1 again, anyone ells hear that?" She asked.

"2-1 this is 3-1, 2-3 send your demo to 2-1's position." 3-1 called.

"2-1, this is 2-3, Oscar Mike to your position, over." Replied Vlad.

She heard footsteps getting closer and closer until he appeared next to her, steaming breath with the burn of vodka. He rested his missile launcher on the ground in front of him above the parapet, placing it so he could just pull it back onto his shoulder to fire.

"Do you always drink in times like this?" She asked.

"Niet, I just always drink." He laughed.

She shook her head and went back to looking down the road, the sounds of the engines still ravenous in the distance.

"Maybe they are just using as taunts?" He asked, taking another drink from his flask.

"Taunts?" She replied.

"Da, make noise and sending runners to keep us awake while they sleep and rest for the morning." He replied.

She went over it in her head, it could be a possibility, they haven't fire at them since before dusk, so they could well be just sending decoys to keep their guard up, letting them regain their strength. She turned to look down the trench as another set of footsteps came marching along, a large figure blending into the dark growing closer.

"Alright, folk, what I miss?" Came Komms' voice through the silence.

She stepped down from the parapet, leaving her rifle sat up top and stepping towards him. "We're doing alright here, how about yourself? The arm coming on alright?" She asked.

"Arms fine, Doll, got tae see Yuri though, she were asleep when I went in, gave her a wee gidnight kiss. They wanted tae keep her away from the front till they were sure she wouldny be a liability." He said, a little disappointedly.

"Well, as long as she's safe." She said, stepping up and giving him a hug. She felt him hug her back, the warmth of his grasp making her feel a bit more at ease.

When they let go of each other they stepped back up onto the parapet, Komms setting up the bipod on his machine gun that he'd recovered and resting it down. "Take a rest, lass, ye'v been up none stop since aboot five this mornin." He said, patting her on the back.

"And so have you and everyone ells." She vexed.

He sighed and shook his head, "Sorry, just tryin tae look oot fur ye, lass." He replied, his eyes scanning the street.

"I...I'm sorry... It's... just been a long day..." She sighed.

He placed his arm over her shoulders, giving her a little squeeze, "It's cool, Champagne, we've all had oor boats rocked the day..." He yawned.

"Champagne? Didn't think I was that high class." She giggled, before taking her helmet off and rubbing her eyes.

He let out a quiet laugh, "Och well, wid ye prefer fur ees tae call ye banana fritter?".

She sniggered and elbowed him in the side, "Call me that and it's not the UCR your going to be worrying about!".

"Nea boer, lass, Banana Longboat it is." He said, swiftly receiving a light slap into his face.

Vlad laughed and patter Erin on the back, "It good to see people so hardy in time like these. Make things so much simple!".

She let out a large yawn, then rubbed her eyes again. She grabbed her helmet and placed it back on her head, the IFF's jumping to life, making her jump. Both Komms and Vlad grabbed her, pulling her back down into the trench and flicking them back off again. Vlad stepped back up the parapet, slowly raising his head above the firing line. After a few seconds, Komms and Erin followed him, seeing it was safe enough to look over again.

"Hey, is it just me or have those engines stopped?" She asked the other two.

"Da, want me to call in?" Vlad asked.

"Go for it." She replied.

"All units at forward fire line, Engines have stopped on far right, anyone one ells still of hearings them?" He asked over comms.

"2-3, this is 3-1, that's a negative, engines have stopped on far left." 3-1 replied.

"this is 4-4, we've got engines back on the rear guard, make sure your locked and loaded, might be preparing a three sixty assault."

Vlad pressed his Komms again, "I don't think so 4-4, Thinking it could be of tricks, toying with us and making us weary while they rest and regroup.".

"That's a possibility, 2-3, but keep as sharp as you can." replied 4-4.

"Here, you two just kip doon fur a bit, make it easier on yerselns. I'll take watch the now." Komms said.

Both Vlad and Erin let out another yawn, begrudgingly agreeing. She grabbed her rifle, pulling it back down with her and as Vlad went to grab the launcher Komms stopped him.

"Leave that the now, lad, Might need tae grab it in a hurry." He said, digging the bipod of his machine gun deeper into the ground.

She curled up with her back to the wall of the trench, starting to shiver a bit as the cold started to penetrate through her jacket. Vlad landed next to her and sitting down he pulled out his hip flask again. He flipped up his visor and unscrewed the cap, taking a quick swig before offering some to Erin. She waved him off, not wanting to be any less ready to fight if the need arose.

"Take drink, girl, it help warm you up." He said, holding it out to her again.

She went against her better judgement, just wanting to warm up a bit as she tried to sleep. She pulled off her helmet again, shaking the hair out of her face as she took it off. She took the flask from his hand, putting it to her lips and knocking some of it back. She nearly choked on it, covering her mouth with her hand, trying not to cough. She pulled a folded hand towel from her pack and placed it over her mouth to cover some of the sound of her coughing.

Vlad gave a chuckle and picking up his flask that she'd dropped by her side took another drink before capping it back up.

"What the fuck was that!? That ain't vodka!" She she demanded.

He laughed again, "It is vodka ,Girly , just my own special blend" He chuckled.

She let out a final cough into the cloth, but she did feel it take affect. Feeling her belly burn as a warmth spread through her, even feeling as if her toes had been warmed by it. She shook her head and taking her helmet up from the ground, she dusted the rim of it off, then plopped it back on her head, feeling the warmth of her breath condense against her face. She leaned against the wall, lifting her backside off the ground, sliding her hand across the ground under her, moving a few annoying stones and a bullet case that had rolled over. She sat herself back against the ground, feeling the slight warmth that she'd left there vanish, making her have to restart the process.

Settling back down, she thought she might as well get to know her new trench mate.

"So, Vlad, was it?" She asked, turning to look round at him again as he took another drink from his flask.

"Da, Well, my names Igor, the others just found it more of fittings since they couldn't pronounce my last name and you?" He replied.

"Tsosie, most others call me Erin."

"You got a special someone to think of?"He asked, making her take a double take on him, feeling a bit taken back being asked out of the blue.

"...Uhh, well... Kinda, it's... It's hard to explain..." She said, feeling the cold bate at her toes again.

"Times like these, is good to think about them. Sit possibly waiting for end, Helps put mind at ease, I find." He said, looking at the opposite wall of the trench, his eyes looking rather diminished.

"I came cross with my wife-" He said, pulling a picture from his belt and holding it in front of himself, "We served together, it was mandatory after all, that all foreigners that come here do minimum five years after training in combat role." He said, as he handed the picture over to Erin, who had been looking over his arm at the photo, not really being able to see it to well. She looked over the picture, a beam of passing moonlight giving her a clear view of the picture.

The picture showed Vlad with a woman under her left arm, smiling and laughing while she kissed his cheek, both of them with raised drinks. He looked over the woman's face, even with the grainy texture of the image, she made out her dark brown hair, deep red lipstick and small button nose. She looked at Vlads face in the picture, she could tell the picture was quite old, seeing a few less scars and wrinkles coat his face.

She smiled at the look of the two in the picture before she handed him the photo back.

"I'm rather jealous" She said, getting a rather puzzled look back from him, "I wish I could be that beautiful, You're a very lucky man, Vlad." She joked.

He laughed back, nudging her in the shoulder as he replied, "Oh you are very much as beautiful, Tsosie, don't with hold credit where credit is due, now." He laughed.

"I can't wait to get back to her, though, I've not seen her face in quite a while now." He said, looking back down at the picture.

"Hmm? How not?" She asked.

"Well, a few year ago, her mantory service ran out, she left the forces and I decided to stay. I fit in well enough and I make nough money to get by, make things easier." He said, giving the picture one last smile before putting it back in his belt.

The two of them sat in silence for a while, she watched the odd fleck of snow sail through the air, crashing into the wall of the trench, cementing itself with the other flecks it crash landed against, forming a tight conformed unit, holding itself together against all odds. Her eyes were fixed to the small pile of snow that hung from the wall of the trench, feeling her peripheral vision diminish slowly as the darkness of the night around her settled into the pitch black of her eyelids.

She hadn't completely fallen asleep yet, still hearing the odd bit of conversation go on from the Gears further along on either side of her, the sound of her breathing, pushing it's way through the filters of her helmet, turning even the simple sound of her breaths sound slightly robotic with a pinch of static.

She woke in a bed, a big bed, feeling something wrapped between her fingers. As her vision settled, she seen herself cuddled up besides a large figure, his head sat between a couple of pillows, hiding his face. She peered up over his chest, seeing Komms' face sat between the pillows and looking over, Yuri's face snuggled up into the other side of his chest, her fingers entangled between hers. Feeling nice and warm between the covers and holding herself against him. She lay her head back down against him, smiling and closing her eyes again, drifting back off into her slumber.

"Contact!", "Incoming, Take cover!" She heard screamed in her ear, the sound of gunfire starting up again and a high pitched whistling coming down from above her. She jerked awake, looking round on either side of her, Vlad clambering to his feet, Gears further along the trench bolting away from them before the area was rocket by a barrage of artillery shells, the Gears she seen running away disparaging in a cloud of red and pink dust and mist. She ripped herself to her feet, and grabbed her rifle as she climbed back up the parapet, Komms next to her, the muzzle flashes from his MG lighting up in the area ahead, stray rounds hitting the ground around them as she shouldered her rifle, firing back at the small yellow flashes in the black. She ducked her head under the firing line as the rounds landed inches from her and looking up she seen the sparks of rounds hitting Komms' armour, then the explosion of blood from between his armour and helmet as a round passed through his neck before he fell back into the trench. Her eyes tore open as wide as they could, she threw herself down next to him as she grabbed at his throat, rocking back and forth and shaking.

She tore a bandage from her belt, wrapping it around his neck and tying it round as she seen the blood sprit from under his visor as the blood choked up out his mouth and down onto her hands, the blood soaking through the bandage at the same time.

"Corps-man! Corps-man!" She screamed over her comms as she struggled to hold herself together.

She felt the life draining from him as he struggled on the ground. He raised his shaking and fidgeting hand up, clasping it to the side of her helmet, he choked again before his hand slid from the side of her face and down onto his chest, letting out another choke as his head fell back on the ground, a final splatter of blood shooting splattering off his visor down onto her hands.

She heard again the whistle on the artillery shells come down as she grabbed onto him, screaming, rocking back and forth as the shell landed next to her.

She jolted awake panting, her head shooting round from side to side, seeing Vlad sleeping next to her and the Gears further along the trench from them snoozing away as well, the odd Gear along the line keeping watch. She ripped herself to her feet, pulling herself up next to Komms, seeing his head turn round to her in surprise as she flew up next to him.

"What's wrong!?" he exclaimed, pulling himself and her just down bellow the firing line.

She looked him up and down, then pulling his visor up and checking around his neck, then dropping her head and letting out a sigh of relief as her trembling ended. He crouched next to her on the parapet, grabbing her shoulder and asking again what was wrong.

She felt his curled finger be placed against her chin and the under side of her helmet, tilting her head up to look at him, "What's the matter, lass? What's wrong?" He asked again.

She calmed her breathing and taking a deep breath she finally answered him, "It's okay, just a dream, just a dream..." She said, dropping her head again.

He slung an arm around her and gripped her shoulder, giving her a little reassuring shake. He sighed, "Come on up then, ye can have a wee sit on watch wi ees." He said, pushing himself back up to his feet and looking back down the street. She looked back up at him as his hand left her shoulder, leaning back over the ground behind his MG. She grabbed the top of the trench and pulled herself back up the her feet, swivelling round to face the same way he was.

"Anyhing ye want tae get off yer chest? He asked, his eyes slowly crossing the distance between the buildings.

"N...Not really... I would like to ask though, did she really give you that black eye? She never really gave me an answer." he replied.

He chuckled, "Yep, that she did, got a gid right hook on her, I'll gee her that." he said, smiling.

"Why though? Was it one of those moments? You know, got her blood up and didn't know what she was doing?"

He stopped for a second, raising his hand and scratching his chin. "Ye ken, as much as I hink I should be the yin tae tell ye, I hink her side eh the story might be a bit better, it's... a wee bit blurry on my end." he said, shaking his head and chuckling again.

"How many times?" She asked, getting a inquisitive hum in return. "How many times has she done it? I've never known her to be... Well, it would be a bad choice of words to say she wasn't violent towards you in any manner, but... It's never been like her to do something like that... What did you do?" She said.

"Cause, I telt her tae." He replied, still shaking his head.

"Wait, what!?" She replied, turning back to look at him.

He nodded, then reaching down to his gun, making sure it was cocked and the safety was off.

"W..Why!?" She asked. "Because, reasons." he replied.

He pulled the belt out of the box mounted on the gun, pulling another belt from a pouch. He pulled the first round of the new belt and the last one of the one in the MG and then connecting them together. He shoved the new belt into the box and then layered the first half of the belt neatly next to the weapon so that it would feed alright.

"Komms?..." She asked hesitantly.

"Ye probably be better hearin it fea her." He replied.

Another bout of silence came between the two, Erin feeling rather uneasy at the half revelation.

"Why don't you want to tell me?" She asked, after they stood in silence for about another ten minutes.

"Cause it scared me fuckin shitless..." He said, pulling out his canteen and taking a drink, before handing it over to her.

Komms 29 – 53

April 17th 2266 Garosk

He crouched on the parapet, peeking over the top as he ate from the ration tin he'd opened, chewing it slowly while he looked across the windows of the buildings further down. He heard a snore come from Vlad, down bellow him in the trench and looking back down he seen Erin sleeping, having slid down with her head resting on Vlads shoulder. He looked down the trench and seen the other Gears posted further along, talking amongst themselves, swapping out with each other. He thought about waking one of the two bellow and taking a spell since he'd been on watch the past couple hours, but he shrugged off thr though, letting them get some more rest in case anything were to happen.

He pulled his MG back, sitting it down on the parapet, he pulled the knife from his belt and started carving away at the dirt in front of his, carving out a a deeper groove to sit his MG in, seeing as Dawn had risen it would give him more cover than having the whole height of the gun sticking up.

He heard a voice come over the comms again, calling out the names of several Gears, asking them to swap out their watch to come back into the pit to get dressings changed, eventually his name came up. He sighed, knowing he now needed to wake one of the two. He pulled up his Mg and set it in place, digging the bipod into the dirt and layering the belt out, But jumping down from the parapet he made a bit more noise than he meant to, jolting the two of them awake.

Both of them shot their heads round to him as he pushed himself up straight again. He sighed again, "Sorry bout that, but their callin ees back intae the pit, one eh ye's'll have tae take watch again." He said, raising his visor.

Erin started to pull herself up but Vlad grabbed her arm, "Take seat, Tsosie, I take watch." He grumbled, turning himself up onto his knee. "You sure?" She asked. "Da, Da, you took watch before him, it my turn now." He said, stretching once he was stood up.

Vlad started to pull himself up when Komms pulled him back down, He pulled several rolled up belts from his pouches and handed them over to Vlad. "Mg's still up there, no point in havin it wioot ammo.". Vlad nodded then proceeded to finally pull himself up.

Komms crouched down next to Erin and patted her on top of the helmet, "I'll gee Yuri yer best if I get tae see her.". She turned to look up at him, a ray of light reflecting off her eye pieces, "Please do and if you can, give her this." She said, pulling off her helmet and grabbing Komms by the collar, pulling him down and slapping her lips against his. She held him against her lips, passionately curling her tongue into his mouth,then letting him go slowly, a small bridge of saliva connected to both their lips as they separated.

He looked into her eyes as she slowly opened them, the sleep cracking from the corners of them. He shook his head, smirking, her placed a hand against the back of her head and kissed her on the forehead, then stood up, ruffling her hair. "Hey, do you mind!" She laughed, punching him in the leg. "Och, hud yer wheeshed, helmet head, pretty sure I done ye a favour!" He joked, giving her a wink before he turned and started making his way along the trench.

He reached the section of the trench where the first building along from them collapsed into the trench, he pulled the rifle from his back and readied himself. He clambered up the Debris as quick as he could and bounded for the bunker, keeping his head as low as he could. He slid down the incline that lead into the smaller trench that was dug around it. He followed it round, passing several medics and a couple Gears and made his way through the entrance, descending down the chipped concrete stairs that led down into it.

He stepped out into a make shift infirmary, fold out beds, blankets or even just something for people to rest their heads on while they lay on the floor where laid out. He looked around the room for where they wanted him and after asking someone he was directed through a door to a smaller room, half filled with soldiers, each with bandages. He stepped round to the back of the queue that had formed but stepping round to the back he noticed someone sat at the back of the room, curled up and holding their knees to their chest, facing the corner. He looked the gear up and down, then noticing her smooth brown hair he stepped out of the line and over towards her.

"Leave her be, son, best leaving what you don't know alone." Said a medic he passed on the way towards her. He stopped and still looking at the Gear, he asked what her name was.

"A Private... Delgraza, I believe." The medic replied, "You in her unit?" He asked.

He gave a nod, still looking at her. "Any idea who Corporal Medvedev is? She's refusing to talk with anyone till she knows where he is."

"Ayep, I ken where he is." Komms replied.

"Could you send him down, I don't think she's gonna tell us what's wrong without him here."

"He's already here, Doc, yer speakin wi him." He replied.

The medic sighed, "Without the sass this time, any idea what's happened?".

"She's a sensitive soul, she didny want tae hurt anyone... But she didny have a choice..." He said, his heart dropping as he said so.

"Was it close and personal?" Asked the medic.

Komms nodded, "As close as ye can get...".

"Just be gentle with her, Corporal... She's been too shaken to speak with anyone and I think it would be detrimental to cause any more distress." He said, turning back to the Gear he was re-bandaging.

He stepped slowly towards her, lightly calling her name, not getting any response in return. He got closer and closer, still not getting any reply from her, he dropped down next to her, laying his rifle on the ground and taking a knee. He undone the strap on his helmet and took it off, sitting it on the ground next to him and then pulled off his balaclava.

"Yuri?..." He asked, placing a hand on her shoulder. She flinched away from him, turning her head in his direction slightly, but not far enough around to be able to see her face. "Yuri, it's me... Komms?..." He asked, seeing her head slowly turn back towards him.

When his face finally entered her vision, she leaped on him, gripping tightly to his chest. He'd slung his arms around her, feeling the warmth of her back against his gloved hands. He rubbed his hand up and down her back, until she'd stopped shivering and pulling himself back from her slightly, he seen her quivering lip again, exactly the same as the day before.

"I told ye I'd be back, Lass." he said as softly as he could, his voice still coarse from all the yelling. He took her hand in his, feeling the edges of his tags still clasped in her grip. He pulled his other hand round form her shoulder, opening her hand and taking his tags from her palm. He looked down at them then opened the necklace up and slipped it over her head and around her neck.

"Ye deh have tae worry yerseln, Bun, I might no be by yerside at times, but I'll always be here." He said, smiling.

He took her hand again and slid her fingers up against his neck, trickling the feeling of his pulse through her finger tips. "I...I just... I c..can't believe what I've done Komms... I just... I k..killed s..someone..." She said, starting to shake again.

"I... I know, lass... He didn't give you a choice though... You did what you had to. Imagine what would've happened if ye didny..." He said, tilting his head down and looking up at her as she lowered her vision to his feet.

"I..I know, I just didn't want to hurt anyone..." She mumbled.

"I have something for you, Bun... Something from Erin." He said, her head raising up to look at him again.

He let go of her hand that was still placed against his neck and placed it against the side of her face, Pressing his lips against hers, gently curling his tongue around hers. After a second he felt her tongue join his. They're lips parted and they looked into each others eyes as her look of loss and regret faded slightly. "I...Is she okay?" She asked, another feeling of dread covering her eyes.

"She's fine, Lass, she asked ees tae gee ye that before I headed over and that may have been from her, but this is from me." He said, wrapping his arms under hers and clamping his lips around hers again, putting everything he could into it. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gripping on as tight as she could without choking him.

He pushed himself up to his feet, pulling her up with him so that her feet were off the ground as she hung from him. Her feet dangled off the ground, her arms enveloping his head as some of the other Gears in the room looked over to see what was going on. When they finally finished he kept her head in his arms, her grip around his head not loosening off a bit.

"I'm sorry for what you had tae dea, Yuri... I'm sorry for what you had to see and what you might have to see again, but it's better that than what'll happen if you choose not to do it when the moment comes..." He whispered.

"I... I know... It doesn't make it any easier to do though..." She whispered back.

"You feelin any better?" He asked.

"A bit, I... I feel better with you here, around me... P..Please don't let go... It feels so empty when you're not here..." She whimpered.

"I..." He sighed, "I can hold you for now... I'll need to soon though... I need tae get my dressin changed and I'm needed out there... They need you too, Yuri... I need you..." He said, feeling her grip on him tighten even more. "Then... Please stay as long as you can... It feels cold when you're gone... Colder than it does out there, as cold as it did before I met you..." She whimpered, her voice cracking as her emotions filled voice.

He stood with her dangling from him for what only seemed like a minute before he heard a medic call after him, "Corporal... I'm sorry but we need to get that dressing changed and cleaned... And you need to get back out there.".

He slowly lowered her to the ground, gently putting her weight back onto her feet again. "I'm sorry, My love, but I need to let go, just know that it's gonnea break my heart to do it, but it needs to be done..." He whispered.

She slowly nodded her head against his and asked, "Just five more seconds... Please?...". He obliged, and he counted over the seconds in his head, giving her an extra couple before he loosened his grip, feeling her hesitantly do the same and when their embrace parted and he was holding her hands between them, he said, "I need ye tae speak wi the docs, Love... They need to get a run over before they can do anything for you...".

"I just need you, my Dear, You and some time I think..." She said quietly.

"We can see about that in future, come on, ye can sit wi ees while I get my dressin changed." He said giving her a smile.

Her face dropped, "Y..Your dressing?...".

"Aye, lass, I got a wee scratch and they're a bit over cautious is all." he said, smiling again.

Still holding her hand by his side he walked her over to the table where the medic sat, where he sat her down and started taking his armour off. The medic sat patiently waiting for him to get it off and when he finally took his jacket off, he handed it to Yuri and showed the medic the bandage, which had some seep and blood marks over where the wound was. Yuri sat and stared at the bandaged area as the Doc took it off, she breathed a slight sight of relief saying it wasn't a deep wound that had been stitched up. The doc washed it with hot water, making Komms flinch his face as the doc first touched it with the cloth, still feeling rather tender. The doc finished by giving it a second wash with an alcohol rub, then started applying another bandage. When he finished Komms stretched his arm, making sure he could still move it properly with the bandage covering it.

He winked at Yuri then walked over and picked his helmet up form where they had been stood earlier. He picked it up and stepped back towards them when he suddenly heard his headset burst into a flurry of calls as the gunfire started up again outside. He jumped hearing the firing start up and then rushed over to the table, grabbing his chest piece and shoving it on, forgetting about his jacket and his bracers. He grabbed Yuri and squeezed her tight, kissing her on the forehead as he pulled on his balaclava, ramming his helmet back on his head.

"I'll be back soon, lass! Love ye tae bits!" he called as he bolted back for his gun then over to the door, stopping himself for a brief second to give her another wink before he bolted back up the stairs. He darted back through the surrounding trench and back over the top towards the outer trench, more shots flying over his head as he ducked down again.

He dived into the trench and summer saulted back to his feet and bolted towards where he could see Vlad and Erin where. He slapped down his visor before he tore himself up the parapet, a round almost instantly smacking off the forehead of his helmet, sending him back into the trench. He shook his head in shock when he landed, Erin jumping down next to him and worriedly checking him over, fearing her nightmare had come true. She took a breath when she seen the spauling marks on his helmet, pushing herself up and offering him a hand then pulling him up.

"Don't fucking do that!"She yelled as both of them climbed back up the trench. He raised his rifle and started taking shots at the building on the corner of the street ahead, seeing the outlines of the enemy and some of the fire coming from it. When he'd spent his mag, he ripped a new mag from his pouch and pulling abck on the cocking handle, it flew back forth from it's open position. The three of them ducked back under the firing line as the smoke trail of a missile bellowed through the air towards them, smacking short of their trench. Komms yanked over Vlads launcher that sat beside him when Vlad mounted Komms' MG again. He threw it over his shoulder and aimed it towards the building, aiming at the wall between two of the centre windows.

He yanked back on the trigger and watched as the missile soared through the air, missing the wall and flying through eh window beneath the one he'd aimed at. He ducked back beneath the firing line and flicked up on one of the leavers on the side, jolting the barrel forwards and tilting down. He grabbed one of the missiles Vlad had lined up in the parapet, dropping it nose down into the barrel, then flicked it back up and pulled back on the fore grip, closing it. He popped his head back up and then pulled the launchers muzzle back up to look at the building, aiming the sights a couple feet above where he had before and then pulled back on the trigger again, this time the missile blowing away part of the wall, some of it collapsing back into the building on top of the occupants.

"Haha! Nice shootings, Comrade!" Yelled Vlad, stopping his burst of fire for a moment.

He dropped down again, reloading with another of the lined up missiles, but when he came up, he nudged Vlad in the arm as the belt ran out on the MG. "Trade ye!?" he yelled.

Vlad laughed and took him up on the offer, they stepped around each other awkwardly, Komms placing the launcher back on the ground ahead then yanking back on the charging handle of his MG, pulling up one of the rolled belts and positioning it in the feeding tray, then slamming the top cover down. He aimed it back at the building, placing burst after burst around the windows, halting the fire that was coming his way.

"VC! This is 2-3! We need fire on the building ahead of us,, designating target with flare!" Vlad yelled over the comms, grabbing the flare pistol that he'd set out on the ground and firing it at the building Komms and Erin were still shooting at.

"2-3, drop your heads, unless you want one hell of a headache!" Called VC.

They all dropped back into the trench, huddling down to the side of the trench as one of the tanks fire two rounds into the building, and when they pulled themselves back up, the dust from the building clouding up the area. They kept down their sights, waiting for the dust to settle as the comms kicked up again.

"Terminator, this is Victor Charley Actual! Request fire mission, grid co-ordinates line 1! Say again, Fire for effect on Line 1!" Yelled VC.

"Victor Charley, Firing for effect, get your heads down and correct fire!" Bellowed the deep gruff voice of Terminator.

Komms pulled the trigger on his MG again, dumping half the belt on a squad of soldiers who were bolting across the street towards another building. He seen two of the five drop to the ground and start trying to drag themselves across the ground, they struggled to do so as they writhed in pain. He fired another couple of bursts at some figures moving around the newly created ruins of the building in the opposite direction to the other squad, watching as they dived behind some rubble and hid.

He felt a hand grab him and throw him back into the trench as the whistle of the shells came down, soon after the shake of the ground and the loud cracks of the shells exploding. He pushed himself from the ground, pulling up his MG that fell with him. Climbing back up to the parapet.

Vlad called after him as he went to peek over the firing line, he glanced back at him then back to the top of the trench. He seen the flashes of light pop over the top, beaconing him forward. He slowly raised his visor up to the line and peering over he started laughing. The crashing explosions that turned the structures and the ground ahead of him to dust reminded him of the stories his father used to tell him, of grand displays of destruction that were mere fiction several hundred years ago, something that could only be summoned by the gods. The flashing lights and bombastic sounds reminding him of the fourth of July fireworks he'd seen go up each year.

He let out a chuckle every now and then, as he thought of the destructive power that man held and what they had at their disposal that were bigger than that. Thinking of what the enemy were experiencing as they fled in terror.

When the rounds finally stopped, he felt a small sense of disappointment, wishing the display had lasted longer. He felt the air shift as Vlad and Erin climbed up either side of him, Vlad peering round at him every now and then as he stared out into the distance and the new cloud of concrete and stone that filled the air ahead. He slowly turned himself round, sitting himself down on the parapet. He leaned his head back on the wall, wishing Yuri had been there to witness it. Thinking the display would have brought her some sense of joy.

Komms letter 2

April 17th 2266

Lex

Hey, I'm attaching this to my previous letter as an update. We got rocked pretty hard yesterday, we lost some good folk. I'm doing okay, I got skimmed across the arm, just a wee scratch though, haha. Yuri isn't taking it so well, though. She... She had to... Well, she killed someone. She isn't taking it to well, she were helping someone he'd been hit by a beamer when they jumped out the building next to her and into her trench. She ended up having to deal with him at point blank, poor lass. My heart goes out to her, like, she's a sensitive soul and I love her for it and not to sound like I'm trying to put her down, but maybe she shouldn't have joined infantry. I love her for it but I don't want her being put through so much just to be beside me, but at the same time, I'd rather have her here where I can look after her and make sure she's okay.

I feel like I've failed her there already, I'm sure they used to call it shell-shock how she's acting the now. It seems like her anxiety has came back in force and by the look in her eye it seems like depressions setting in again, I'm wanting to head back in and gee her a big hug and kiss, tell her everything's going to be okay but they tried coming at us again this morning after sun up. We opened fire then arty was called in. I'll be honest, I looked over the parapet at the barrage and holy hell, it was like a symphony of the damned, directed by the big man down there himself. I see why dad used to talk so highly of it when I were younger. Going back on my last point though, I seen her this morning when I was getting my dressing changed, she were sat in the corner facing away from everyone. The Doc said she were refusing to speak with anyone about anything till she knew I were okay, I gave her a big hug and had a wee chat wi her and she started coming around, it just feels like when I first met her now though. Not being able to talk to folk, being jumpy at everything and just a general inability to socialise. I feel like all the work and progress we made with her, getting her to the point where she can talk wi random folk on the regular. I'll be damned if I'm not willing to do it again for her though, she's to kind and loving a person not to.

We've been sat here in this bloody trench for hours now, sat in the light dusting of snow, taking turns looking over the same firing line, at the same blown out buildings and the same nothingness, no movement of sign of life. If they're there, they're in hiding or they've fucked off already. I don't think there'd be enough of them to even try it now, but it's better being safe than sorry, even if safe is sitting in the freezing cold wi my nads tuning to popsicles.

No sure what's going to happen next, might call in soon and see what the script is, Erin says her hello's, she's coping well, I don't know if she's done it yet, I think she might have. She might just be better at hiding it, or she just has the ability to deal with it better, either way I hope it's not playing with her mind like it is me, or worse Yuri. I hope I can get back into the pit to see if she's okay. It's killing me not being able to see her right now, even though she's only so many meters away. They said they want us out here on the line just in case, can't even go for a shite wioot being in eyeline of someone.

How's it going back home side then? Did they get the mine sorted? Have you been keeping yourself Busy? I hope you managed to get a partner to work with, keep you company or even just some work mates you can go for a drink with and have a laugh every couple of days.

I said it when I left and I'll say it again, I'm so sorry we had to leave when we did, I put in to see if we could get some more time off on special circumstances, but you know what they say, what the COG says goes. You're a smashing lass, Maw, I hope you understand that, I hope you're being treated okay by everyone ells and given the best they can give, knowing the circumstances.

Anyway, I think I need to get back and give my guns another clean, all that dust from the buildings that collapsed is a bitch! You know the feeling, I'm sure, haha. Rifle keeps jamming no matter how much I clean it, thankfully my belt fed works fine. I got a new pistol as well, can't mind if I mentioned it before. Big bore magnum revolver, holy fuck does it sting your wrist when you shoot it, but fuck me it'll put down any man up to a thousand meters, I'm sure.

Love you maw, I hope you know that, if I could come home wi Yuri, just to keep you company in that bunker of yours I would, if I could move the earth just to be at your side and make sure you're doing fine with what's going on, I would.

(I've not managed to speak with Yuri since this morning but I'm sure she would say it if I told her I were writing to you.). I love you from the bottom of my heart and so does she. She still finds it hard to call you mum, but she's getting there, she loves you to bits and I know you know that, cause you love her too.

Love you mum, hope to hear from you soon, Keep yourself safe.

Yours frozenly

[Redacted] xx

Yuri 20 – 54

April 18th 2266 Garosk

She sat curled against the wall, peering out the doorway into the main infirmary, most of the Gears and local fighters who were wounded lay sleeping around her, a couple of medics doing quick checks on those who were in need. She glanced up at one of the walls and the clock that was mounted on it. 11:24 it read, she didn't want to sit there any more, she just wanted to be with the others now, the people she knew and loved. She slowly pulled herself up to her feet and started looking around for her kit, finding it sat in the corner on the room with several other Gears armour and weapons. She pulled on her jacket and fixed her gloves on, looking around to make sure no one was watching and seeing there wasn't she pulled on her chest piece, mounting on her bracers and elbow pads. She reached out for her rifle, but she hesitated, thinking what she might have to do with it. After a moment of staring at it she finally grabbed it and stuck it too her mag-pack and headed towards the door. She poked her head out, making sure no one was looking in her direction. She shoved her helmet on her head, quickly taking it off again to readjust her hair that fell in front of her eyes then popped it on again. She stepped out of the room and towards the stairs, a Gear standing guard next to them. Thankfully with her helmet on she didn't recognise her and she made her way up the stairs, stepping out into the cold air as she closed the heavy armoured door behind her.

She walked along the surrounding trench, peeking over the top and seeing where everything was, but with the collapsed buildings and the change of scenery she didn't know where anyone was. She spotted a gear and asked him if he knew where 2-3 was. The Gear pressed his comms and called out. "2-3, what's your current position?".

After a second a voice picked up, "This is 2-3-1, we're between the last and second last buildings on the far right, elements are further along past the last building in the street clearing." called back Steph.

"2-3-2 here, aye, we're out past the last building on the front side. Wanting us to reposition?" Komms voice asked.

She felt rather giddy, now knowing where he was until the gear spoke again, "What you wanting to know for?".

She froze for a second, not wanting to tell him, "Just keeping tabs on my unit." She blurted.

The Gear spoke over comms again, "Nah, just keeping tabs, over." He replied.

"What you not just call out for? Might have found out sooner." said the Gear to her as she was about to move on.

She again froze, deciding this time to tap the side of her helmet, just beside the button for comms, acting like it was malfunctioning. The Gear nodded, "ahh, military equipment, always works" He laughed and then pointed over in the direction where 2-3 was spread across.

She said her goodbyes and started walking along the trench, stepping up the slop to the open ground. She hunched down, creeping between the debris and craters, sneaking across to the trench line. She lurched to a halt, feeling the hanging part of her greatcoat snag on something and turning back, she seen it caught on a piece of jagged rebar. She stepped back and pulled it free then carried on towards the trench, dropping into it as.

She looked side to side, seeing a couple Gears sat sleeping with another stood guard on the parapet, the one up to looking over at her then back over the top. She pulled the rifle from her back and started walking along the trench, stepping round the sleeping Gears and made her way along to part of the trench that had been filled with the rubble of the building. She pulled herself up the rubble and walked through he open, crouching down as she done so, getting flashbacks of what she'd done, recognising where she was. She sped up her pace as she walked past the remains of the building, knowing the body of the man she'd killed lay under it. She stepped down the rubble on the other side back into the trench, looking back at the collapsed building before she carried on, passing another group of Gears.

She passed the next building and quickly got herself back into the safety of the trench, knowing that she might get shot at if she stayed up to long. She seen the corner of the trench ahead, another couple of Gears sat in the trench, another stood guard. Getting closer she recognised the two Gears in heavy armour, Komms sat asleep while Vlad lay along the wall, snoring.

She laid her rifle across the ground and she got down on her knees, turning onto her side and facing away from Komms as he slept. She rested her head on the plate that hung down from his belt, covering his crotch, feeling him shuffle slightly as she put her weight on him.

She closed her eyes, feeling happier now that she was with him, she felt his hand rest on her side, opening her eyes again as he petted her. "I take it it's Vlad's watch now, aye?" He yawned, thinking it was Erin that had rested on him. She remained silent, thinking what he might say, seeing she was out the infirmary without permission. She stayed still as she felt him turn his head to the side and see Vlad still laying there, then him move as he looked up to the top of the trench further up and Erin's backside sicking back out as she rested on the firing line.

"Y...Yuri?" She heard him ask, rather confused.

She still couldn't find any words to respond with, her eyes torn open wide under her helmet. She pushed herself up from him, sitting facing the wall opposite them. She pulled off her helmet, holding it down on her lap. "I'm sorry..." She said, turning round to look at him, "I...I didn't want to be alone.". He dragged himself up beside her, placing a hand to the back of her head and pulling down his balaclava, pressing his lips against hers. She opened her eyes wide again, expecting him to tell her to get back inside. She pushed the helmet from her lap, dropping it on the ground and crawled round on top of him, sitting herself down on his lap while their lips were still connected. She pulled up her hands and undone his helmet, pulling it on and dropping it to the side, then gripping onto his shoulders as they kissed.

When they parted they're misty breaths joined between them, "I've missed you so much since yesterday, my love..." She said, as she laid herself up against him. He curled his arms around her, gripping her tight against him. He brought a hand up to the back of her head again, holding he head against the side of his. "I'm so sorry, Lass... I fuckin wish I were there to stop you having to do what you did..." He whispered. "I'm so fuckin sorry...".

"It's not your fault, My love, you couldn't have done anything... It's done now... I... I still don't know how to deal with it, it's just so much easier with you here, I just hope I don't get in too much trouble..." She whispered back.

"Trouble fur what?" He asked.

She pushed herself up off him, looking down at his chest, "I... I kinda snuck out..." She mumbled.

He pulled her back towards him again, kissing her again. "You... crafty little... minx." He said in the small moments between their lips parting. She pulled his collar away from the side of his neck and moved her lips down to it, as he tilted his head to the side. She slid her hand down to her leg, pulling the small knife he'd gave her from the side of her boot, raising it up and making a small cut on his neck, feeling him flinch, not expecting it.

She moved her mouth over the cut, moaning quietly as she tasted the iron of his blood coat her taste buds. She started putting more force into her kisses, drawing as much out of him as she could as he ran his hands down her back and onto her backside, squeezing it with both hands.

"I want you so fuckin much right now, lass..." He whispered.

"Mmhmm." She moaned, as she chewed on his neck.

She lifted herself off him, raising the plate that hung from his belt, then sliding down it and sitting on him, feeling him bulge against her. She sliced another little cut on his neck next to the first as the supply from the first one began to diminish. She shuddered feeling them rub against each other, feeling him started to grow more, sticking up against her.

She let go of his neck and slid the knife back into it's sheath and sat up from him, looking down into his eyes. "I...I wanted to say thank you..." She said quietly, "Thank you for not leaving me here... and for doing your best when you seen me inside... I hope this can tell you how much I love you..."She said as she undone his armoured belt then the button at the top of his trousers, kissing him one more time before she slid herself down him, massaging him through his boxers before she pulled them down.

She gave him a peck, followed by another then another before she slid her mouth around him, feeling him take a breath and sighing as he dropped his head back up against the wall. She ran her tongue around him, pressing the tip of her tongue into his eye a bit before she pulled off of him and licked down the length of him. She kissed his jewels, rubbing him up and down as she pulled one into to warmth of her mouth, rolling it around inside before letting it jump from her with a small audible pop.

She quickly glanced over at Vlad, still sleeping in the trench and Erin still looking over the firing line. She turned back to him, looking up and giving an innocent smile before she slipped him back in her mouth, bring her head up and down the length of him, doing her best to be quiet. She brought herself off him again, running her tongue around him as she massaged his hangers with her hand, giving them a gentle squeeze before she pushed her head back down again, bringing her head as far down as she could, trying not to gag. She gripped him again with her other hand, and stroked up and down in tandem with the movements of her head, getting faster and faster. She felt him start to jerk and she brought her head up to the top of him, massaging him with her tongue again, letting her hand do there est of the work as she felt shoot his seed to the back of her mouth, letting it build up in her mouth. She squeezed him dry with her hand and sucked the last drop from the tip of him as she pulled away from him again. She felt the viscous liquid run down her throat, warming her up as the taste stayed with her.

She gave him one last kiss before she tucked him back into his boxers and pulled his trousers back together, re-clipping his belt in position and resting the plate on his lap. She crouched up next to him, seeing his eyes grow heavier and heavier. She kissed him on the forehead before she pulled his mask back up and strapped the helmet back on his head. "Sweet dreams, my love, I hope I'm there with you in all your wildest fantasies." She said, smiling at him before she gripped onto him again, giving him one last hug before he nodded off to sleep.

She stood up over him, smiling down at the sleeping Gear before she grabbed her rifle and stuck it to her back and grabbed her helmet. She stepped over next to Erin, who was up above her on the parapet, she pulled herself up next to her, Erin looking down and jumping in surprise at the sight of her coming up. She managed to place her helmet on the ground in front of them before Erin wrapped her arms around her. "How did you get here!? I thought they were keeping you in there!" she asked, as she rocked side to side. When she finally let go, Yuri pulled Erin's helmet off, "I wanted to return your gift from yesterday..." She said, before clamping their mouths together. They rolled their tongues around each others. When they parted, Erin looked a little confused.

"Uhhh, why's your mouth so slimy? I..Is that?..." She asked, a look of familiarity came over her face. Yuri looked kind of embarrassed as she asked, turning and looking down into the trench. Erin leaned out past her and down at Komms who sat sleeping up against the wall.

"Y... You didn't?..." She asked, pulling a grin across her face. "You cheeky little kink!" She giggled.

She felt Erin grab her by the shoulder, placing her other hand to the side of her face and clamping their faces together gain. "Leave... Me out... All the fun... Why don't... you?.;.." Erin moaned between the kissing.

When they finally finished, Erin held her against her, sliding her hand down her back. "It's been rough, Yuri... I... I'd like to help you relax at some point... if I could this it..." She whispered in Yuri's ear.

"W..We mi... might be able to arrange something..." She whispered back, she felt rather excited at the thought, but her voice still sounded rather dejected.

"Is everything alright?... I..I didn't mean to sound-" she tried to say before Yuri stopped her.

"N..No!... I'm just..." She sighed, "I'm just having a h... hard time keeping my head in check..." She whispered.

Erin's tightened her arms around her as she kissed her on the neck. "It's okay, Yuri, you don't need to explain any more.-" She said as she crouched the two of them down bellow the firing line, realising how exposed they actually were. "We're here for you, not just me and Komms, but everyone... I know it's hard for you, but if you feel you need help or just want to talk, tell us, we'll be more than accepting of anything you need to say.".

Yuri tightened her grip back as she started to tremble, "T...Thank you... I love you Erin, I..if you need to talk ei..either-" She mumbled, trying to work up her voice again.

Erin hushed her as she started stroking the back of her head, "I love you too, Yuri... So, so much..." She whispered as soft as she could. Erin broke the grip on the two, pulling away and giving Yuri a smile. "Now get yourself down there and have a little snooze, I've got some time left on my watch and you look like you haven't slept in days." She said before she ran her hand up the side of her face then back down to her shoulder and down her arm.

Yuri leaned forwards giving her one last kiss on the lips before she pressed her head against hers, holding herself there. She then reached up and took hold of Erin's helmet, she looked down at it for a moment, then brushed the hair away from Erin's face and slid it over her head. She the reached up and grabbed her own helmet, she pushed it on, feeling the seal grip around her head before pushing some loose strands of hair back up under it. She took Erin's hand and gripped it tight, pressing her head against Erin's before she slipped down into the trench. She looked back up at Erin as she walked back over towards Komms, giving her a little wave before Erin turned back to look over the top.

She sat down on Komms' lap, slipping down between his legs and laying up him. She cuddled her side into belly and chest of his armour, soon feeling his arms raise up from his sides and curl up around her, one of his legs sliding in between hers, his other legs being laid on top.

"I...I hope that was a good enough thank you earlier?..." She asked, as she cuddled her helmet against her armour.

"Just havin ye hear is a gid enough thank you, Darlin, I just hope yer feelin better... But it was well appreciated." He replied.

She lifter her hand up and grabbed onto his arm, "I'll be dreaming of you, my love, only thing I can imagine better is when I wake up in your arms." She whispered.

Yuri 21 – 55

April 19th 2266 Garosk

Waking in the morning she shivered, noticing how cold her toes were. She felt rather confused, feeling herself in cuddling up to something smaller than Komms and opening her eyes she tilted her head up, seeing Erin's smaller form cradling her between her arms. She stretched her eyes and looked down the trench, seeing Vlad laying on his back with a blanket covering him. She looked down and noticed the blanket covering her and Erin, her feet sticking out the bottom of it. She went to rub the sleep from her eyes, only then remembering she was still wearing her helmet as she started to rub at her eye pieces. She looked up at the parapet, seeing Komms crouched down beneath the firing line, poking his head up. He'd fixed himself a makeshift seat of of some ammo cans, sitting facing down the trench line towards her.

He turned his head and looked down towards them, the sunlight gazing down on them through a break in the clouds. He noticed her head raised higher than it had been before, giving her a little two fingered salute. She raised her hand up from under the cover and placed it over her helmet where her lips would be, kissing the inside of her helmet as if it were her fingers, the flattening her hand out and blowing it towards him. He waited a second, then snatched his hand through the air, then raised it to his face, kissing his hand.

She smiled at his returning gesture then lowered her head back onto Erin's belly still looking up at him. He looked back for a few moments before he looked back over the top. A voice came over her headset, Erin jerking awake from the sound and Vlad shaking himself up.

"Uh, 2-1 this is 4-2, we've got a bit of a problem..." came 4-2's voice.

"This is 2-1, what's the problem?" Yawned back a voice.

"We've uhh... Private Delgraza is missing from the infirmary... We can't find her anywhere in the pit... Her kit is missing as well." Came 4-2 again.

Erin's head shot down to look at Yuri as she lay frozen on top of her. "Yuri? What did you do?..." She asked. She lay completely still, staring down the trench as both Vlad and Komms looked over at her.

"What do you mean she's missing? She were no shape to go anywhere last I saw her!?" Came a voice from 2-1. "Delgraza, if you can hear us, sound off!" barked the voice.

She shakily raised her hand to her helmet, hesitating to press the button. "Private Delgraza's fine, she of with element of 2-1 and elements of 2-3 at far right of forward trench line." Came Vlads voice as he laid back on the ground.

"Delgraza, the fuck are you doing out of the infirmary!" Barked the voice of 2-1 again.

"I... I was f..feeling better... I..I...I didn't want to l..l..leave everyone ells to do all the work..." She stuttered.

"You sure as fuck don't sound better!" Grumbled 2-1.

"2-1, considering how she were admitted like and she's helped us on watch last night. Throughout she's been for the most part better." Came Komms' voice.

"4-2, send a medic out there, I don't want here crossing back through the open until I know she isn't going to try and get her head blown off!" 2-1 begrudgingly ordered.

"We've have some one over ASPA." replied 4-2.

She laid on Erin's lap shaking, Erin tightening her grip on her to try and reassure her it was alright. She pushed herself up next to Erin, her arm slipping up around her shoulders. "It'll be fine, Yuri, don't worry." She said, Yuri finding it hard to get anything out in return.

Eventually she seen the white armour of the medic jump down from the rubble further along the trench, the Gear walking towards them, even under his helmet she could tell he had a sour expression on his face. When he'd finally reached them the Gear looked down at Erin, with his arms crossed. "You do know you're meant to be discharged first, right?" He asked sarcastically.

Erin just looked back up at him silently when he started again after crouching down to head level with her. "Still finding it hard to talk? Are you sure you're feeling better?" He asked, more solemnly this time. "Wrong Gear." Erin replied, as sarcastically as the medic had spoken to her first. The medic pulled his head back a bit, seeming rather confused, looking between the two of them.

Yuri then pulled her helmet off and looked up at the medic. "I..I'm feeling better than I was before, yes..." She said, still finding it hard to speak.

The medic dropped his head before shaking it and sighing, "Sorry, it's just been a bit frustrating. We've been rushing about the pit for ages, trying to treat people at the same time." he said as he pulled off his helmet.

She lowered her head, "S..Sorry..." She replied.

"As 2-1 said, you don't sound better." He said, dipping his head and trying to look in her eyes.

"She's okay, Doc, It's just the anxiety kicking in, she's always had a hard time with strangers, especially when she feels she's been in the wrong." Erin said, feeling Yuri start to cower into her armpit a bit more.

They heard Komms jump down from the parapet and start to walk along to them, turning down to look at Vlad as he did. "Here, could you take watch twea minute, lad?" He asked him.

"Da, Da, one moment." Vlad yawned as he rolled over on his side and started to get up, Komms sticking out a hand and pulling him the rest of the way up, giving him a pat on the back as he started to walk over to the MG that was still mounted.

He stepped over to the medic and the two girls sat on the ground, folding his arms when he got there. "You got something to add to this, Corporal?" asked the medic.

"That depends on what's been said already?" He grunted.

"So far I've been told she's been fine over here all night, she's been talking and interacting with people, she's helped keep watch, but now that I'm here she's as silent and cowering as she was when she first got brought in." He remarked, standing up and crossing his own arms waiting for a response.

Komms nodded his head, as he took in the information as he looked down at Yuri, inking at her with the eye the medic couldn't see before he turned back to him. "Ayep, that soonds aboot right, Sergeant." He said, his limited answer seeming to aggravate the Medic further.

"Sounds about right? How does that explain anything, Corporal?!" He barked.

He placed his finger to him helmet, "2-1 this is 2-3, requesting a reference from anyone that isn't Private Tsosie or Delgraza?" He asked.

"2-3 this is Sergeant Tollen, what's the request?" Tollen responded.

"Would you please swap to channel nineteen for me?" He asked.

"Roger that, swapping to nineteen." Tollen replied, the crackle of his mic swapping over hitting the mic. The four Gears that stood there all swapped channels, Yuri being the last to as Komms spoke up.

"Sergeant, this is Corporal Medvedev, I just wanted you to describe what Private Delgraza was like with people when she first transferred to Gamma 2-1 and then again when she was reprimanded for anything?" He asked, Yuri looking up at him a little shocked.

"Uhh, well, She was was severely shy when she met new people, seemed like bad anxiety, really quite jumpy and just found it hard in general to socialise with anyone other than Private Tsosie, until she got more comfortable with everyone, still a bit like that the alst tiem she was with us. As for reprimands? I only had one problem with her, even with her training, she seemed a little unconscious with her muzzled discipline, luckily it was only times when it was unloaded, but she still seemed really dejecting of herself when it happened. You know going quiet and finding it hard to catch her voice. Only other time I can remember was at the warehouse on the way here when she couldn't bring herself to deal with an enemy soldier who was and respecting the reasons, already hit, unarmed and in no way a threat. She was quite for a quiet a while after that when Corporal Jensen gave her a bollocking for it." He answered.

When he finished, Komms spoke up again. "Cheers, Sergeant, that's all we needed the now." He replied.

"Affirmative, swapping channels back to thirteen, radio again if you need us." Tollen said, before the crackle came again.

Komms turned and looked back up at the Medic, looking rather pleased with the story he'd been given. "I'd say that was rather informative." He said.

The medic looked between Komms and the two girls, then crouching down to look at Yuri again. "I'm almost convinced, though I still want to take you back to the infirmary.".

He looked down at Yuri's eyes which were staring down at the blanket she lay under, He called her name, not getting a response until he snapped his fingers in front of her, to which her eyes darted up to his. She started to shake a bit again as she looked up into his eyes, "S..Sorry, I z..zoned out a little..." She said, her eyes wide, a look of fear ever present in them.

She stared into his eyes as he did her, feeling ever more uncomfortable with very passing second. He raised his index hinger in front of her, "Follow my finger." He said, starting to slowly move his hand from side to side, speeding up slightly with every pass of her face that he made. He then pulled out a small torch and pointed it at the ground as he turned it on. "Okay, now I want you to try and keep your eyes open, okay? I'll keep it open for you if you can't." He said, before raising the light to point into her eye.

She closed her eye for a moment, but tore it back open wide as she tried not to close it again. She followed it side to side as he moved it, then done the same with the other eye after he announced it. He sighed again as he pointed his light at the ground, turning it off and placing it back on his belt. "I honestly thought she had the stare for a minute there, thankfully it's not, but I'm still not sure about leaving her here at the minute." He stated as he stood back up.

"I hink she'd be better here, Sergeant, being around people she doesn't know with no one around that understands her would just make things worse, as ye seen before hand when we all had tae rush back out. Even after just three minutes talking with her the other day though, how much did that bring her round?" Komms asked.

The Gear bit his lip, trying to decide what to do, he eventually turned his headset back over to thirteen and radioed the pit. "4-2, I've inspected Delgraza and spoke with her unit and got several accounts, each of them matching. I'm not sure if bringing her back inside would be of any benefit, unless I brought a member or two of her unit in with her and you know we can't exactly do that right now." He called, each of them hearing a voice emanate from his helmet that he now held under his arm.

He turned back round to look at Komms, "Alright, she can stay here but either she comes back in in several hours or we send someone out to check on her status. I get that it's a... difficult scenario with the circumstances and all, but just listen out for the call, understood?" He asked, Each of the members that surrounded the front of the medic agreed, even Yuri after a second or so.

After they finished, the medic stuck his helmet back on and walked away along the trench, shaking his head as he went, mumbling something under his breath. Komms looked like he was about to say something, his eyes glaring at the back of the Gears head, but with a look from Erin he abandoned any idea he had. He gave the two girls a nod and turned back and walked along to his position, calling Vlad down. She watched as he jumped down, both of them chatting for a minute before he headed back over to his spot and hunkered down again, taking himself back to sleep.

She looked round at the covers again, her lip starting to tremble as she felt a tear steam down from the corner of her eye. Erin squeezed her a little as she noticed her Tears, hushing her as she did so.

"It's alright, Dear, it's okay, Come here-" She said as she slipped her other arm around her as Yuri turned on her side towards her, covering her face with her hands as she quietly sobbed.

"Shhhh, what's wrong? Please speak to me?..." She asked, her voice sounding rather downtrodden as she cried.

Yuri's tongue got caught in her through trying to speak, nothing more than stutters came out as she tried to contain herself. Erin pulled an arm from her as she pulled off her helmet, dropping it onto the covers and letting it slide down to their feet before cradling Yuri's head against her own.

She cried as Erin hushed her, telling her it was okay and that she had nothing to worry about as she felt more and more of a burden. "I..I..I can't even... do anything right!... Why do I even bother trying!..." She said between her hiccups and cries, "A..a..all I ever do is make.. more and.. more problems for every...everyone!... " She cried into Erin's shoulder.

She peered up as she heard rustling along from her, as Erin tried to comfort her, seeing Vlad marching along to where Komms was sat on the parapet, climbing up and pointing over to her and Erin as he spoke to him. She seen Komms head tear round towards them and instantly jump down into the trench, running back over towards them as fast as he could, dropping down the the ground and sliding up to them, knocking Erin's helmet to the side as he did. He wrapped his arms around the two girls. She covered her face even more as she cried, "I..I...I'm fuckin sorry!... a.. I'm just worrying people!... I shouldn't even be here!... I'm so fucking sor..r. I even tried!... I'm so fucking useless!..." She cried out between the three as she felt the two of them hugged her tighter.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey... Yer no useless, lass... Ye'v done a damn fine job since ye got here..." He said in a low tone.

"All I've done s..since I got here is... Hurt and worry people... How's that a good job, Komms!? How is that a good fucking job!?..." She cried again, her voice muffled by the hands she covered her face with.

"Because you saved that guys life when you had to kill that man, you stopped yourself from shooting that other man, cause your humanity was there to tell you that shit wasn't right! No just that, you've given the two eh us the reason to fight, to protect the ones we love and care about! You've done almost nothing but look out for others since you got here, keeping an eye on your team and helping in any way you could!" He said in her ear, while he scratched the back of her head.

She just cried even further, loosing her voice again through her sobs. "Erin?... Could I get two second with her please? Don't mean to be rude or anything, I just..." He asked, Erin gracefully agreeing to, giving Yuri a kiss on the head and another squeeze before she stood up and walked around to grab her helmet. She heard her walk off towards Vlad, her steps getting quieter as she got further away.

"Och, Darlin, what're ye doin tae yerseln?... My wee Bun, tearin yerseln apart again..." He said as he lifted her off the ground, sitting down and holding her on his lap. "It breaks my heart tae see ye like this, babe... I love ye so much my wee angel, my wee angel wi a broken wing... You've made it through so much, my Darlin... So much, I know ye can do it, lass..." He hushed as he rocked her back and forth in his arms, his hand caressing and scratching the side of her head.

"I know ye can dea it, Erin believes it, Everyone who knows ye believes it... Ye mean so much tae ees, lass, it breaks my heart every time..." He hushed again, as she slowed her tears.

"I..I love you... So much, my Bear... I...I don't care about... anythign as much as you... T..That's why I can't... can't take how much I p..p..put you through... I..I'm s..so sorr..y... I..I can't do... anything.. but burden you... Why don't.. You j..just ac..acknowledge that?... Just put..put me aside and g..go though it without me?... M..Make it easier for..e..everyone..." She choked, her lip still quivering as her solitary tears ran down her face onto his armour.

"Cause I couldny dae it wioot ye..." He said, as she felt him rest his head on top of hers.

Komms 30 – 56

April 19th 2266 Garosk

Sitting on his chair of ammo he watched over the firing line, the wind blowing the snow and dust around ahead of him, his eyes checking every nook and cranny of the carnage that lay before him. He seen the frosted and frozen remains of the long dead in the street, a layer of snow covering most of them, but the odd hand sticking out, frozen in a permanent state of mercy and agony.

He looked down to his side, Yuri sleeping against his leg, finding it the most comforting spot to rest. His breath steamed out from under his visor, her peaceful rest giving him some comfort that she wasn't in such a state she was before. Looking back over the top, he heard Base plate call out over comms.

"All units, ready yourselves, given orders from earlier still stand, we need everyone at their posts and ready for an Oscar Mike order, over!"

He peered back into the trench, seeing Vlad start to push himself up, shaking Erin's leg and getting her up as well. He leaned down and patted Yuri on the head, clapping her as she shook her head, looking around her, then looking up the leg that she'd clung too. "It's time, lass." He said, lifting his visor, his eyes smiling down at her.

He took hold of his MG, pulling it back into his armour, taking aim down the sights and looking between the desolation. He felt her letting go of his leg, crouching round and peaking over the top. He flipped his visor back down, and positioning his head so he could see the sights on his weapon.

Vlad pulled himself up to his right, dragging his launcher over, resting the barrel down on the ground as he crouched beside him. Erin was the last to join, climbing up next to Yuri, resting her hand that grasped the hand guard of her rifle on the ground.

"All units, call out any targets you see! Elements of Bravo-3 are about to move over your positions in the jeeps, Over!" Base Plate called.

"4-2 reporting no movement on far left!"

"3-6 calling blank on centre!"

He pressed his finger to his helmet, "2-3 on far right, got fuck all here!"

"2-1 calling second from right, all clear!"

"2-5 on second left, we're clear from what I see!"

"Bravo-3, you're clear to move up, Victor Charley Actual, move your armour up behind and stop at the forward line once the jeeps reach the end of the first buildings, Over!" BP called.

He heard the rumble of the jeeps rev their engines to life, the grind of the gravel crumble beneath their wheels, He looked back and seen one of the jeeps coming up to his trench, lining itself up with the ramps they had laid over the trench earlier. It slowly rolled across, the gunner on top swivelling his gun around at anything she thought moved. He looked the other way and seen the other jeeps disappearing behind the rubble, each of them calling a lack of contact.

The nuclear engines whirred up and the roar of the process filled the air, covering the sound of the jeeps as they moved up to the trench line. The ground rumbled around them, as the tanks trundled across the the broken terrain towards them

He looked over at Erin as he heard her audibly moan through the sound of the tanks. He seen her violently shaking as she leaned against the wall before she dropped panting beneath the firing line. Yuri quickly jumped over to her, asking what was wrong.

Vlad burst out laughing as he looked over at her, "Best feeling of life, is it not?!" He laughed.

Erin gradually pulled herself to her feet still shaking as they called the tanks to move up. The sound dying down enabling her to speak normally. "I...I think I just came in m...my pants!..." She called, her body cooling down to a shiver. She slid her hand under her jacket, running it up her leg to her crotch, she shuddered for a moment before pulling her hand back out, her glove glistening wet.

"T..The fuck was that?!" She called out, Vlad still laughing.

"Never took you for such sensitive soul, Comrade Tsosie!" Vlad laughed again.

He turned his head looking round at Vlad, raising a hand to ask what it was.

"Next time you next to moving tank, lay face down, the vibrations are to die for!" Vlad chuckled.

Yuri sat Erin down on the parapet, letting her rest after her little... unexpected release. She gave her a pat on the shoulder before she stood back up, dropping her head almost as soon as she done so, the sounds of gunfire popping in the distance, the sound of the heavy MGs firing from the jeeps in return. "Contact! Got a building swarmed with them!" Called Bravo-3.

"Victor Charley, bring up the armour!" Called BP.

He stared over at the back of the tank ahead as it followed in Bravos tracks, pulling up to the machine gun fire. He seen the back of the turret sticking out from behind the rubble ahead, the slight whine of the turret ring echoing between the buildings and debris. When the tanks sat stationary, they waited for the bang of the cannons, only to be met with more radio chatter.

"Base Plate, this is Victor Charley! We're locked and loaded with our sights on target, but..." VC called.

"But what ,Victor Charley?" replied BP.

"They're waving the white flags." VC Stated.

Komms sat staring at the back of the tank, wanting to chant them on to fire, wanting to bring karma down on those who've attacked his people, but with the radio chatter, it seemed otherwise.

"They're exiting the building with hands raised, Base Plate, what are your orders?" VC asked.

"Units on far right and left, move up and secure any UCR soldiers that have surrendered, anyone puts up any resistance, shoot them." BP called.

Komms grunted and looking round at Vlad who had a similar expression in his eyes now that he'd raised his visor. "Blyad, seems we have to do the diplomatic work now!..." He grumbled, pulling himself up from the parapet.

He pulled the bipod of his MG from the dirt, looking round at the girls, Erin still seemed a bit shaken on the ground, Yuri looking up at him waiting for his call. "Erin, might be best ye stayin here the now, lass, Come on Yuri, time tae see our new compadreas." He said, pulling himself up and offering a hand down to Yuri as Vlad called out after them.

"Hurry it up, I'm aggravated enough as is now!" He yelled.

He yanked Yuri up onto the ground above the trench and looking back down quickly, he was met by Erin's head as she pushed herself to her feet. "I..I'm good, Corporal!..." She said, holding her hand up to him. He shook his head, smirking as he did so grabbing her hand and yanking her up as well.

The three of them marched off after Vlad, catching up to him as he strolled along, grumbling to himself. "I..I'm f..fucking f..f..freezing..." Erin stuttered.

"We're get a fire started when we're back at the trench. Yuri said, patting her on the back.

"E...easy f. you to say... Your flaps aren't about to fall off..." She moaned.

Yuri huddled up next to her, whispering something to the side of her helmet. He tried to listen in, but with the noise of the engines ahead, he couldn't hear much of it. Coming round the collapsed building, the seen the jeeps spread out, all of their guns pointed at a parade of UCR soldiers, each of them with their hands behind their heads, while a speaker on one of the tanks called out orders.

"COG Gears will now conduct a search of each UCR soldier, if you resist you will be shot, keep that in mind as you might not be killed by bullets!" VC called.

They neared the jeep closest to the soldiers, a Gear stood at the drivers door as the gunner panned his gun across the parade. "Alright, Gears, get up there and got through every pocket they have, pat them down and make sure you confiscate any weapons or information you find." He ordered.

Vlad grumbled again before moving up towards them, the rest of the squad following behind. Vlad pulled the first man forward by his collar, almost making him fall flat on his face. He patted up his arms and down his jacket, then doping the same up and down his legs before he went through the soldiers pockets, pulling out small scraps of paper that he then shoved into a bag on his hip.

"Hey, that's personal!" blurted the Soldier, being met with a glare from Vlad.

"I'll fucking decide that, Cyka!" He growled through beard teeth. The soldier quickly regretting his decision to speak.

Komms watched as he pulled open the man's jacket, checking fro any pockets then patting around under his jacket. Then pushing him back into line and doing the same with the next man.

Komms stepped up to the next soldier in line, signalling with his fingers for the woman to step forward. She stepped forward as Erin and Yuri moved to the next two, he checked her outer pockets, pulling out a bar of chocolate from it. He looked it over before pushing it back in her pocket and moving onto the next. He patted down her sides, then her stomach and back, then moved up to her arms.

"Surprised you aren't copping a feel, Cog, not like one of you not to rape and pillage." She accused.

He raised his hand, bringing the back of it across her face, to which she fell down to her knee, still with her hands behind her head. He grabbed her collar with both hands, ripping her back then pointing in her face, "Comin fea some cunt that just fuckin invaded my country and killed my people! You've got some fuckin baws, hen!" He yelled, feeling like he was about to burst a blood vessel.

The woman merely clenched her teeth, trying not to show much of a sign of pain. He continued going through her pockets, then patting down her legs, pulling a knife that he seen hidden in the side of her boot. "Now wit dea wi have here, Darlin?" He asked, holding the blade up in front of her. She remained silent as he threw the blade over his shoulder, hearing it rattle down in between some of the rubble it landed in.

He spotted the tags hanging around her neck and decided to take a quick look, "Oh what, trying to get my number for a date?" She asked sarcastically, looking over to the side.

"Worse..." He mumbled, reading the name on the tag, "Jane Roy?" He asked.

"Yeah, what? You not expect me to have a name?" She blurted.

"At ease, lass." He said, a sense of sorrow filling his voice as he felt his heart sink.

He felt Vlads gaze drop on him like a ton of bricks as he reached down to his belt.

Jane looked at him rather confused, expecting to be berated or beaten. "Do you... By any chance have any family that came here with you?..." He asked, feeling the further weight of Erin and Yuri's eyes turn to him.

"Y...Yeah... W..why?.." She stuttered.

He searched in his pouch, finally feeling the chain of the two sets of tags he'd grabbed before. Holding them out between the two of them. "Y..You might want these..." He said, looking down to the side. The girls eyes started to water up reading the names on them.

"It was for one..." He said, looking back up at her. "As...As much as I'd want to stomp your guts out for what you've done here... I'm sorry... I didn't have a choice..." he said as he looked down at the tags in her hand.

He took the woman by the arm and walked her away from the parade, sitting her down on some near by rubble and taking a knee beside her. He pulled the canteen from the back of his belt, unscrewing the cap and holding it out to her. She took the bottle, taking a couple sips before she broke down, leaning her head down on his shoulder.

He placed his arms around the woman, holding her close as if she were a fellow Gear. "I...I'm truly sorry, lass... I...I've tried to come to terms with what I've done myself, I can't say I'm fully proud of it..." He whispered in her ear.

He held her for the next few minutes while he felt Vlad's glare come over him every now and then, feeling similar looks come from the other Gears surrounding him.]

"I...I Understand... It... it could have went either way... T..Thank you for... at least.. letting me know..." She said as he stood up, leaving his canteen with her while he walked back to the other prisoners.

He stood next to Vlad, beaconing the next soldier forward, commencing the same procedure as before. "And what exactly do you call that, Corporal?" Vlad Growled.

"I lost my dad before I got here... I seen her name and all I could hink aboot where how I felt when I lost him-" He turned to look at him, "I might be soldier, but I'm no a monster." He said, turning back to what he was doing.

He didn't get an answer so carried on as he was, pulling out an envelope from an inside pocket of the soldier he was searching. He looked up at the soldier with a glare, "A...A letter home.."The soldier tried to say.

He opened the envelope and pulled the letter out, unfolding it and giving it a read.

Dear sis

I'm not sure if this will make it to you, most everyone's dead at the hands of these COG bastards... We tried a counter attack but they called in artillery, destroying the last of our armour and decimating us.

I hope that in some way this letter will reach you if someone makes it out of here with it, I'm sorry I won't be making it home.

I love you, sis, do your best in whatever you do in life.

Jake

underneath the picture was a set of tags taped to the paper. He checked over the rest of the paper, looking fro anything ells that might have been written, then checking the inside of the enveloping again, filled with nothing but several grains of dirt.

He folded up the letter and stuck it back in the envelope, stuffing it back in the solders pocket, carrying on with his search.

It took them an hour or so to search all of them, discarding several knives and pistols that they'd found on the soldiers. He walked over to Jane, still sat staring at the tags in front of her, her eyes drained of tears. She looked up at him and handed his canteen back and getting to her feet.

"I... I take it we're being taken to be executed now?..." She asked.

"We don;t execute prisoners, lass, this is the COG, not some bandit tribe." He replied.

She slowly followed after him back towards the parade of prisoners, taking a step back in line where she'd been before, wiping another tear from her eye as she tried to bring back her composer.

He pulled the MG from his back and stepped away towards the jeep ,next to Vlad and the girls, taking a step up next to them and looking back over them as VC called out orderes to move, one of the tanks taking the lead, followed by a jeep, keeping it's gun on the parade, then the rest of the vehicles.

The girls where talking with Vlad when he had walked over, both of them looking at him rather concerned, not so much fur him by himself but for the safety of everyone, as Vlad turned round glaring at him.

"We need to talk, Medvedev." He said, his tone gruffer than he'd heard before.

"Go fur it, lad." He replied, expecting a lecture.

"I don't like how soft you've been on them, you're giving COG a bad name. I haven't fought how ever many years against these pigs to be metropolitically berated by some one who just passed fucking training! No offence." He stated, putting his problem up front instead of dragging it out.

He looked Vlad head to toe, then looking back into his eyes as if nothing had happened.

"See, lad. I get where yer comin fea, I truly do. Now don't get ees wrong, when I said tae that lass before, I'd like nothin more than tae stomp yer gusts oot, I fuckin want that-" He said, panning his hand round to the carnage around him. "But maybe it's just a mish mash eh philosophy here. I looked at her and seen myseln, when my father blew himself tae fuckin paste cause eh wit he believed in, I fuckin killed her father and brother for fucksake! I ken ye'v killed folk before, but have ye looked in some cunts eyes and said, "I'm the cunt that killed two eh yer only family members who mean that fuckin much tae ye, cause they rooted fur the wrong team"?. Maybe ye have, maybe it's cause I'm new tae this, but am sorry, mate, I looked at her and seen myseln and now I have tae live wi that fact that I'm the yin who caused that pain and sufferin! If ye canny agree wi that then fair enough, lad, but am no changin my fuckin morals wioot a fuckin purpose casue some cunt says they hink differently! Nea offence." He ranted, trying to calm himslef before he worked himself up too much.

Vlad stepped up next to him as he went to follow the line of prisoners walking off in the convoy. "You know, Corporal, you're the only person to have put their thoughts forward without hesitation... I respect you for that, maybe I just don't know where you are coming from, maybe I've lost my touch with my humanity, cause I've been at this too long... I don't agree with you, corporal, but I understand you." He said before walking off. Seeing the rage towards his actions taken with every step.

He watched him as he walked away, his blood raiding less than he thought it would, he turned back to the other girls, Yuri who was looking to the side awkwardly, Erin who was shaking, holding her rifle over her crotch.

He looked at Erin, even through her helmet he could tell she was torn between being uncomfortably cold and awkwardly scared of what would have happened between him and Vlad. He stepped towards them, placing a hand on each of their shoulders, looking between the two. Yuri let out a sigh, glad of the turn out, While Erin shivered a response, "I...I think m..m..my trousers f.. .froze..." She stuttered. He nodded off towards the trench, both the girls following up behind him, "rub yer thighs together, lass, might halp a little in the mean time." He said, watching after the parade. "I...I've been d. that for the p..past hour..." She stuttered again.

He looked back at the two while he walked, "H..Have you checked?" He asked, feeling a bit embarrassed to do so.

"N..Not yet...I..I didn't w..want to d. it in the open... B.. it feels... Like v.v.v.v... it feels like it's going to fall off!" She blurted, trying to get her words out.

Yuri side stepped next to her, looking around to make sure no one was looking at them before sliding her hand under her jacket, "T...That is literally frozen... Komms?" She asked.

He nodded his head up at her, not even needing her breath another word. He spun himself around towards the trench and started jogging ahead passing Vlad after a few seconds. He noticed Vlad's head follow him and start up behind him. He noticed him place up next to him, as if he was running for some kind of emergency.

They both jumped into the trench, piling up the wood that he'd piled up at the side of the trench during the night, waiting for the order that he could star tone up. "What is up. Comrade?" Vlad asked, his tone sounding rather concerned.

"Settin up a fire since we can, now and I hink Erin's fanny's literally turned black." He answered, as he tried to light the fire. He pulled apart the kindling, spreading it out a bit more then sparking his lighter to it again, letting it burst into flames. He nursed it, letting it build before he placed larger cuts of wood in. He waited a minute, letting it build more, Yuri and Erin eventually jumping down in. Yuri took Erin's hand and lead her slightly further up the trench, just past Komms. She faced Erin away from the two of them, dropping down to her knees and pulling a parting in her jacket. The two of them glanced over at the two as Yuri examined her. "Uhh, guys? Is that fire going yet?" They heard her ask from under Erin's jacket.

He pulled a quarter cut of wood out the fire, Pilling some sticks and tinder around it, building a smaller fire from the first."Oi! Get her over here, I got a wee yin fur her tae stand over!" He called over. He watched them again, seeing Erin's trousers tighten up around her calves again and hearing her zip get pulled up.

Erin slowly made her way over, each step looking almost agonizing before she stepped over the small fire, her reaction seeming almost instantly less pained. He patter her on the shoulder, before he pulled Yuri aside, "What's it like?" He asked in a hushed tone.

Yuri looked up at him, grabbing his shoulder and pulling him down to her level. "She was literally turning blue..." She whispered, turning round to glance at her again, then turning back to him, "I think she could've lost it... Had she waited any longer...".

He stood back up and walked over to Vlad, "Pinch yer flask fur twea sec?" He asked. Vlad pulled it from his belt and took a drink before handing it over. He took a small sip himself as he walked over to Erin, handing her it as she leaned forward, holding her hands out over the fire. She looked over at the flask and pulled off her helmet. Her face still seemed rather in shock as she reached for the flask, gulping down several mouthfuls before she pulled it from her mouth, wrenching with a violent cough.

She gave him the flask back with a shaking hand, getting a pat on the back from him before he walked back over to Vlad, Vlad taking another drink himself before he re-capped the flask. He looked back over at her, Yuri now with her helmet helmet off as well, huddled over her and whispering something in Erin's ear.

He nodded to Vlad, receiving one back before both of them climbed back up the parapet. He looked back into the trench at the girls and called out to them, "We're headed after the convoy, you stay here wi little miss ice pop!". Yuri smiled and nodded at him, Erin raising her middle finger.

"Gee her that anaw! Might help warm her up!" He called again, seeing Yuri start giggling and Erin raising her middle finger as high as she could.

He chuckled as he walked off after Vlad, they caught up with the convoy again since it'd stopped, VC asking BP for orders. They stood watching over the parade along with the Gears who'd occupied the jeeps.

VCA popped out the hatch of his tank, Calling the nearest Gamma-2 element front and centre. The two of them marched off to the tank and clambering up the side.

"Orders are interrogation!" He yelled over the sound of the engine, "Grab whatever one seems best suited, beat them, burn them, do whatever gets the info of where the fuck they broke through! No holding back, cause this is a right clusterfuck of a sit we're in now!" He yelled again.

Komms looked over to Vlad as he looked back at him, giving another nod and dropping off the turret to the hull, then onto the ground. They marched back over to the parade. They looked over the crowed, eyeing them up like fresh cuts at a butchers.

"So, who do we start with?" Vlad asked, scratching his chin.

"I might have an idea." Komms said, stepping forward towards them.

He cleared his throat, "Alright!" He yelled over them, "I'm gonnea give some simple commands and if they arny follead tae the letter, well ye can guess what's gonnea happen tae ye!" He yelled again.

"Anyone who would be considered a Private, sit down!" He yelled, most of the crowed looking between each other, before most of them sat down. "Next, the Corporals!" He called. A smaller portion of them sitting down.

"Now! To the rest of you standing, out towards me and form a second set of ranks!" He yelled, some of the standing troops seeming reluctant to move, but with the aid of several extra weapons being pointed in their direction, they decided it would be better to do as they were told.

"Now, the Sergeants!" He called to the smaller parade.

Around half of them sat down, leaving only five left standing. He turned round to Vlad, "Now comes the fun part."

He turned round to the Gears at the jeeps ahead and behind the convoy. "Alright, Gears, Gee em a look over tae see if any cunts lying!" He called over the comms. He decided to look over the parade again as the front and rear Gears moved in. "Last chance, fellas! If ye sat doon early get a fuckin move on! Ye deh want tae ken wit'll happen tae ye after!" He called.

He noticed two of the sitting party stand from the crowd and move to the smaller parade, sitting down with the rest of the sergeants.

He gave the Gears a few minutes, only one uncooperative UCR soldier being pulled from the crowd. The Gears that found the soldier dragged him over to Komms, who looked back at Vlad who stepped up beside him.

"Name and Rank?" He asked the soldier, the soldier responding by spitting on his boot. "I asked politely, soldier! Now I'm gonna ask one more time... Name... and... Rank?" He repeated through beard teeth.

"Go take it up the ass from you lacky's COG!" He grunted.

Komms looked again at Vlad, who just shrugged. Looking back he grabbed the man by the hair and standing him up straight. "What's your name and fuckin rank, you fuckin degenerate!" He screamed in his face.

The soldier grinned at him, this time spitting on his chest. His grin quickly faded as Komms delivered a fist directly into his stomach, the soldier recoiling downwards and puking over his fist and forearm.

"Deh fuckin test ees, laddie!" He yelled, tugging the man up by his hair again. The man remaining silent this time. He stuck his puke drenched hand down the neck of his jacket, grabbing the tags from his neck and yanking them off his neck. He read them over, finding his name, but no rank.

"Alright then, Carter, what's your rank?" He asked the now hunched over man, the man still silent.

He grabbed the man by the collar, throwing him to Vlad, nodding towards the tank. Vlad grinned as he dragged the man over towards it, He watched as Vlad told him to get on the ground but to no avail, but with a kick to the back of the knee, he found that method of persuasion rather effective. He then dragged the man's head towards the tracks of the tank, placing a boot on his back so he couldn't move out the way. Vlad waved the driver forward and watched as the man started screaming, the thick tracks of the tank inching closer and man pleaded for the tank to stop, his cried being met with the same one statement, "Name and Rank, soldier!?" Vlad kept yelling, every time he pleaded, before he finally broke, "Sta..Staff Sergeant!" He screamed.

Vlad waved his hand at the tank, calling it to stop, as he wrenched the man back to his feet, pulling him back over to Komms.

"Now that wasn't so hard noo, where it?" He asked the shaking soldier, then pointing at the smaller parade. "Get in fuckin line, Staff Sergeant!" He growled.

The Staff Sergeant was then dragged to the rest of the standing men and women, taking a spot with them. Komms and Vlad then stepped over to the parade again, He pointed at each of the standing soldiers, other than the one he already knew. Simply asking them "Rank?".

"Staff Sergeant..."

"Gunnery Sergeant."

"Staff Sergeant."

"Staff Sergeant."

"Lieutenant."

They each answered. He beaconed the lieutenant forward with the curl of a finger, the soldier stepping past the line. "Your lucky day lieutenant! You get tae chirp, or..." He said, looking round at Vlad, "Face some old fashioned Red army interrogation." He said, as he grabbed him by the arm, Vlad and a couple other Gears following him as he dragged him to one of the surrounding buildings that was still left standing. He booted in the front door, dragging him along to a random room, pushing that door open and entering a still intact living room area.

Vlad stood at the door, as Komms pushed the man into the centre of the room, the other Gears stepping to either side of the room. Komms walked over to a dining table in the corner of the room, pulling the table over in front of the lieutenant, dropping a chair next to him and pulling one up for himself.

He turned to look at the Gear to his right. "See if there's anything to drink in here, eh?" He asked, the Gear obliging and going through to the kitchen, the sound of cupboards and the fridge opening before the Gear returned with a small wooden crate, placing it on the table next to him. Komms pulled one of the bottles out the top, seeing it was a bottle of Cider.

He gave a small shrug while placing the bottle down, pulling another one out and placing it next to the first. He undone his helmet and placed it on the other side of him to the bottles, pulling off his balaclava and throwing that down as well.

"Feel free tae have a bottle, Privates." He said, beckoning them to the crate, both of them walking over a pulling a bottle out. He pulled out another bottle and turned round, throwing it to Vlad, who gave it a look over before he popped the cap on it and took a sip. He gave a slow nod while looking at the bottle, then turning back to Komms and raising the bottle a bit before taking another drink.

Komms opened one of the bottles and took a drink, it was sweet, a lot more fruity than he'd imagined, but still rather refreshing. He stood up from the table and towards the fire place, throwing in some of the wood that was chopped and piled next to it, scrapping some kindling and setting it up. He stepped back, holding his hands out and letting them warm for a second before he stepped back to the table, sitting down again and taking another drink.

He pulled out a pack of cigarettes, plucking one from the pack and lighting it, "Listen, Lieutenant." He said as he took a draw, blowing the smoke up at the ceiling as he sat back in his chair. "You do have a choice here, cause I deh gee a fuck really how it happens... Well, I tell a lie, I want this tae go as smooth as possible-" He pointed his thumb over his shoulder at Vlad, who stood taking another drink. "-Cause like my Comrade behind me and I guess my friends here on either side eh us-" He said, looking form side to side at the Gears who were opening their bottles, "I would to an extent, love to knock splinters fea this table under yer nails, break yer knee caps, break an eye socket and so forth, we both ken how this shite works." He said, picking up the unopened bottle of cider.

"Ye can either sit here, nice and comfy, in front eh a nice roaring fire, having a drink and discuss this like adults, or ye can hold on tae what ye might see as yer last scraps eh dignity and resist. Sad part is, the less ye talk, the less comfy ye get and the less comfy yer men and women ootside get." He said, holding the bottle out the the lieutenant.

"Your choice." He said, taking a drink from his own bottle.

He seen the stubbornness in the lieutenants eyes, the flame of a soldier that he was all too used to.

"The more information we get oot ye, lad, the less eh YOUR lads, die." he stated, seeing the flame start to die in his eye. The lieutenant sighed and reached out for the bottle, taking it in hand and twisting the cap off.

"So, from the beginning then-" He said, rolling a cig across the table to him, sliding his lighter after.

"What's yer name, Lieutenant?"

"James Guthry and might I have the name of my interrogator?" He asked.

"Corporal, [Redacted] Medvedev." He replied.

"So Medvedev, what's the shitck? I give you some answers and my men get sent home?"

"I'd like tae promise but all I can guarantee the now, is the better treatment of yourself and your troops, well yer troops that deh decide tae have a half arsed revolt." Komms stated.

"I guess beggars can't be choosers... What do you want?" He asked, taking a draw of his cig, sliding Komms' lighter back.

"Were you the first in command eh the troops sent here?".

"Nah, I'm a lieutenant, I can lead a platoon or two, any more than that and I'll pass.".

"Who was in charge then?"

"We came across with two companies of one fifty strong each, so at least three hundred troops, support vehicles and the such. Major Thorn and Captain Hauberk were the commanding officers, I commanded a platoon under the Major."

"How many men did you loose, personally?"

"out of fifty men and women, I only have three left of my own platoon..."

"I'm sorry for your losses Guthry, but you do understand my orders and intentions. Cause you are the ones who came to my count-"

"Oh, so it wasn't like that when you annexed the whole of Canada, killing everyone who stood against you!"

"Lieutenant, everyone alive in the COG now, didn't lay a foot in Canada before the war, we both know that and as much as I can sympathise with you on that, I can't say that any of the men or women that I came here with or was reinforced or that lived and worked and died here by the hands on your men have set foot in your lands in their lives! I get that your pissed off at us for what happened before, but all in all this is a different government, nation and peoples than that of what happened before. This is not America, this is Alaska, the COG."

Guthry remained silent, finishing his cigarette and taking another drink.

"Why Garosk?"

"Close enough for us to make it with the supplies we had and far enough inland that we thought we could cause some disruption and unsettle the front lines."

"Well, you've unsettled the line, that's for sure, but not in the way you had in mind, as for a disruption, this is a coal plant that distributes it to towns and settlements, all you've done is piss a couple folk off rather than actually disrupt anything, lieutenant."

"Wait, this isn't a major Iron plant?"

"I ain't tellin ye which ones are which, but lets just say, you're shooting way short of your mark if your looking for iron plants."

Guthry sat back in his chair, staring blankly at the table, his mouth half hanging open.

"All those men died to attack a quite insignificant landmark, now imagine what would've happened had you attacked a vital target? You wouldn't be standing here and there'd be fifteen times more Gears and armour here at least." he said, leaning forward over the table towards him.

"I have one last significant question." He said as he stood up.

Guthry looked up at him with dreaded eyes, his soul starting to break.

"How the fuck did ye get through the lines?" He said, glaring at him.

Guthry sat silent, hesitant to answer. Komms pulled the knife from him belt, stabbing it down into the table, the concision surging through the table knocking the lieutenant's bottle off the table, shattering it on the floor.

"You don't tell me and a lot more of your people who come through are gonna die! Dea ye understand ees?! Imagine what happened here but on a grand fuckin scale! We aren't in the mind to invade, but we can cause a lot more damage with the same men and equipment that you brought! So hink eh what'll happen tae the folk where you grew up who deh fuckin deserve a fuckin fate like that!" He yelled.

Komms sat back in his seat when he didn't answer again, he looked over to the Gear at the right side of the room, "Go ootside to the parade and call out a Jane Roy, bring her in here." He said, then turning back to Vlad, giving him a nod.

He stood up, kicking the chair back from under him, pulling the knife from the table and flipping the table to the side and stepping closer the Guthry.

"Just fucking answer me, we don't need any more fucking bloodshed!" He yelled, stepping closer, holding the knife at his side.

He stood glaring at him when the Gear he'd sent out came through the door, followed by Jane.

"Got her, Corporal." He stated before bringing her further inside.

He waved the Gear back to the side of the room, the Gear walking off and going back to his drink. He raised his hand over his shoulder, beckoning her forward with his finger. He felt the taps of her feet on the ground as she slowly stepped towards him, her breath soon brush off his pauldron and against his face.

He raised the knife, pointing it at Guthry, "Ye see this man, lass, this fuckin man! I get that he wants the best for his country, but what he thinks is the best is more bloodshed and destruction eh your fuckin people!" He growled, the growl turning to a yell.

The look in Guthry's eyes tried to tell her otherwise, his eyes widening and his heart rate increasing. He heard the door open again and two sets of foot steps enter the room.

"Do ees a favour, lass... Show this fuckin disgrace what you've lost here personally. What a thousand other mothers, sisters, brothers and fathers are gonnea loose if he doesny fuckin speak up!"

His eyes still pierced Guthry's as he heard the jingle of the tags leave her pocket and hang from her hand, "I'm sorry, lass, but... I need ye tea tell him who you are and... read the names fea those tags..." He asked, the choke of regret and dismay plaguing his voice.

"P...Private Jane... R..Roy... I...I lost my brother and my... my dad on the first day they showed up...P...Private Keegan Roy and-" She cut herself off, her voice quivering, struggling to get her words out.

He slid the knife back into his belt and turned towards her, seeing Yuri and Erin out the corner of his eye just in front of Vlad at the door. He laid his hand on her shoulder, gripping it tight, she slowly turned her head up to look at him, tears flooding from the corners of her eyes again.

He placed a hand to the back of her head, pulling his head against hers, "I'm so sorry, lass, if I could change what happened I would, but I want you tae ken, that what I done had no malice, I done what I had to do at the time... Please... Please for..forgive me?..." He asked, his voice choking up himself.

"You aren't fucking serious are you!?" Guthry yelled as he stood up, "This COG scum killed your fucking family and you're going to fucking forgive him, as if he wasn't the fucking enemy!? And you have the audacity to say that I'm the fucking Disgrace?!" He started to scream.

Jane opened her eyes again, patting Komms on the shoulder and stepping towards Guthry.

"Is that what you think? That I'm turning my back on everyone who's died here!? Look at you! You're wanting to have more men like my fucking dad and my brother come out here to fight a lost cause!? To fight an enemy that can fucking annihilate us in an instant!?" She screamed, before turning round to look at Komms and the others behind him. "Isn't that the whole point of your fucking society!? To stop the fighting and live together despite your differences" She yelled, looking like she was about to have a complete breakdown.

"Pray for peace, but be ready for war... That's the motto of COG..." Vlad said, throwing his now empty bottle in the corner of the room and crossing his arms as he leaned against the wall.

"There's a difference between being ready for war and being a militarised society, Commie!" Grumbled Guthry.

"Are you forgetting that we're literally the descendants of a literal army, you delusional cunt? It's kinda hard to kick bad habits, plus look around you! The world is dead, most everyone left wants what everyone ells has! If we didn't stay militarised then cunts like you would come and fuck us for everything we're worth!" Yelled Erin.

"So just tell ees where that fuckin hole in the line is! We plug it and nea mare eh yer fuckin people die trying to fuck us over like this!" Komms yelled again.

"Fuck you and your fucking people, UCR troops will be back again and in force! And this time we won't let any of you COG fucks get in the way of what you are and what we need!" He yelled.

Komms stepped forward, kicking him in the chest, sending him flying back into the chair, Guthry's chest audibly cracking as his breath left him, before Komms pulled the knife from his belt again, sticking it through his hand and into the arm of the chair he sat on. Guthry tried yelling in pain, bu tin his winded state he let out nothing more than a struggled wheeze.

He grabbed him by the collar, pulling Guthry up in his chair, "Fucking tell me and I won't have to do this Lieutenant! Just fucking tell me!?" He screamed in Guthry's face.

He felt something get yanked from his leg as he heard the two Gears either side of him flick the safeties off their weapons as they raised them. He slowly turned around, seeing Jane stood there with his pistol raised at him, "Please... Get out the way Corporal..." She begged, with both Erin and Yuri stood behind her with raised weapons.

"I...I don't want to hurt you... You killed my family... all I had left... But I don't blame you for it, you didn't get to decide what you done... B...But he's going to make it happen again, for a lot more people... He isn't going to talk, so please... Just step aside..." She begged him as she flicked the safety off the pistol.

Komms felt himself relax, even though he stood in front of the barrel of his own gun. He stood up straight and stepped towards her, but stopped as she pulled the hammer back. He took another step towards her, grasping the slide of the pistol in her hands. "P..P..Please..." She choked.

He racked the slide back, chambering a round in the originally empty chamber as he stepped round her, placing her hands over her ears. The room light up fro a moment as she fired, the round landing in his left eye, the bullet taking all the information they wanted out the back of his skull and up the wall.

She dropped the gun and spun round towards him as he pulled his hands from her ears, grabbing onto his chest as she started to wail. He froze for a moment, his arms held mid air around her shoulders. He let out a short sigh, letting his arms land around her, he felt his head spinning as his ears rung, the lack of hearing protection again, proving to be a disadvantage.

He felt the floor vibrate and Vlad's heavy steps moved towards him, the his hand land upon his shoulder. He turned his head to look at him as Jane still screamed into his armour. "Words in.."He whispered in his ear and looking around he seen the two Gears on either side looking away to the side, the same for Erin and Yuri.

"There wasn't any plan for prisoners past any form of interrogation..." He whispered again, before he turned and walked back towards the door as Komms' jaw dropped, Vlad scrunching his lips before he left the room. He looked round to Yuri, who seemed to have gained the courage to look back up at him. He nodded her towards her, managing to coax the girl into hugging Yuri instead of him. He walked to the side of the room, grabbing his mask and helmet that he'd flung with the table and pulling them back on. A feeling of rage now burning in his gut.

He stepped past Yuri and Jane who'd now moved to the couch at the back of the room, sitting with her huddled over like a lost child. He beard his teeth as he glanced at them, slamming his way through the door into the corridor.

He heard VC and BP talking between each other on the plans for the prisoners, planning for a last meal before a mass execution once they've interrogated the rest of the NCO's

"BP this is 2-3, I'm sorry for speaking out of place in terms of rank or position, but what the fuck!?" He called, feeling his blood rising.

"2-3, who is this?" BP asked.

"Corporal Medvedev, Gamma 2-3, Sir." He responded.

"Corporal, we never intended for POW's, we planned for the eradication of enemy forces that resided in the village. I know you understand that."

"Base Plate, I get that, but I canny just stand by while you shoot unarmed personnel!" He stated, trying to keep his voice low.

"You starting to feel sympathy for the enemy? Maybe you should be put on the opposite end of this firing squad!" BP replied.

"As much as I can see your reasoning for things, Sir, there's a difference between killing someone or even decimating an enemy force in the field, but killing people who've surrendered!? That's just a moral compass I don't have!" He said, trying not to yell.

"Corporal, your stepping way out of line and past your jurisdiction! Stand yourself down before I do order you put on trial with the rest of the enemy troops in your possession! Now I understand that you can't handle the moral fact of the events that are going to transpire, but think of this. The massacre of Delta 4 and 5, or the mass execution of the civilians at any of the border cities that were breached, or even the village you're in right now? How many civvies did they kill going there? How many more do you think they're going to kill if or when they get through again!? This is not up for debate, Corporal! I'm now placing you as head of the firing squad! If I hear any objections to this order, you will be put on the receiving end of said firing squad, do you understand me!?" Barked BP.

He sighed before he pressed the comms again, "Yes, Sir, but may I make one point, Sir?" He asked, his blood boiling, but his heart sinking.

"Seeing as I'm in a good mood today, Corporal, you may." He replied.

"Killing these prisoners will only make things worse, Sir. If they hear that we're treating their people not with kindness but with dignity and respect that used to be common place on the battlefield, then that might start them on the path to believe that we aren't the war mongering, pillaging, rapist that they see us as. It might bring the start to the end of the fighting, cause may I ask you, what's the motto of the COG military?" He asked.

"Pray for peace, but be ready for war..." BP replied.

"That's all my final point is, Sir, 2-3, Out..." He finished, disconnecting the radio from his helmet and walking back towards the room. He pushed the door open to see all the Gears inside looking at him as any sense of morality drained from his eyes, even Jane's bloodshot eyes staring deep into his as she'd heard him plead for their lives. He ripped the helmet back off his head and looking down at hit he threw it as hard as he could at the wall, causing it to get stuck in the plaster work. He ran his hands over his face and up over his head, clutching his hands to the back of his head as Erin stepped towards him, pacing around in a circle. She went to say his name when she reached his back, only to be met with his hand sticking up in the air at the side of his head as he stopped pacing.

Erin stepped back towards the other two girls, resting her hand on Jane's shoulder. Komms looked down at the ground and the pistol that lay there, smoke still rising out the muzzle. She stepped over to it, bending over and picking it up. He pulled the slide back half way, checking to see if it had chambered the next round. All the Gears in the room stared at him as he looked at the round hanging half out the chamber. He dropped the mag from the bottom of the gun, letting it land on the floor and looking down at the five rounds that sat cosied up inside it. He heard the stamp of boot steps as he raised the gun to his head, the ring of another gunshot as the Gear pile drove him to the ground, the muzzled tipping up from his head and smacking the round against the ceiling as it went off.

He lay limp on the ground, staring across the floor at the blood that had seeped from Guthry's head to the ground and splattered up the wall as Erin and Yuri started screaming at him. He heard the door nearly fly off it's hinges as Vlad smashed through the door, hearing the last shot ring out.

They dragged him over to the couch and slumped him onto it as the two girls tried getting through to him, Jane sitting at the side of the room in front of him curled up holding her knees. Yuri ripped his mask off and grabbed his head by either side, pointing his face up towards hers as she started screaming at him again, her eyes watering as she looked like she was about to have a nervous breakdown herself. He felt his stomach churn as he ignored the screams, his only thoughts being that of the bloodshed to come. He ripped his head from her hands, tipping himself to the side as he started puking on the floor from the mixture of dizziness from his ear ringing again and the dread of what he had to do next.

Komms 31 – 57

April 19th 2266 Garosk

VC had placed him on suicide watch, being followed everywhere by at least four other Gears, luckily for him it was Vlad, Steph, Stevens and Erin. He marched in front of the parade of prisoners along with the rest of the detail who either volunteered or were ordered into it like him. They marched the parade to an area with tightened building blocks, the gaps between some of the buildings seeming more like large alleys than streets.

They marched up one of the alleys, the formation being ordered to halt after all the prisoners made it between the buildings. A tank parked itself behind them, sealing them in. Komms and his detail turned to face the parade, which looked rather confused, only Jane knowing of what was about to happen. Since VC found out about his sympathies with Jane, he'd ordered her up front, ordering the Komms be the first and that nobody ells fire until they see her drop. The suicide watch marched around the other side of the firing squad, each of them being ordered to shoot him if he failed to follow orders.

He stared into Jane's eyes as she stared into his, her eyes forgiving him fro what he'd done and what he was about to do. A smile forming across her face towards him, reassuring him it would be alright and that she'd be happy, being reunited with her family in death. A tear slid from the duct of her eye as she mouth to him, "Please... Do your best to stop it...". She smiled again as VC called the order over loudspeaker, the parade looking around in panic.

"Detail! Take aim!" He yelled, the whine from the speaker bouncing between the buildings.

He raised his weapon, the others to his sides keeping theirs lowered, each of them staring directly at Jane. He stared down the sights on his MG, the front blade lined directly over her heart. He felt his stomach churning again, hearing the watch behind him cocking their weapons hesitantly.

"Detail!" VC screamed, the tear dropping from Jane's chin.

"Fire!" VC called.

He fired a single round, seeing the expression on Jane's face turn to that of shock, before looking down at her chest and seeing a poppy od red start to for before she looked back up, a second round being fired, this time hitting her directly in the heart, causing her to slump forward, landing face down. He hesitated for a second as the rest of the detail looked round at him, then raised their weapons. He pulled the trigger again, holding it down this time and dumping the whole belt into the crowd, swaying the muzzled from side to side, making sure to encompass the whole parade with lead. The Gears to his sides stopped firing as their mags emptied, but Komms' belt still held more, each round flying into either a body or another soldier who hadn't completely hit the ground yet.

When his belt ran out, the barrel of his gun had a red tint to it, smoke rising out the muzzle and the mirage of the heat distorting what was ahead of him. He finally pulled his finger from the trigger after several moments when his belt ran out, dropping his weapon on the ground. He stared at the massacre he'd caused, the needless waist of lived that was sure to cause more.

He pulled the wire of the radio from his helmet again as he heard BP speak " Well done, Corporal, You are a Gea-".

He stared blankly at the bodies as the Gears to his sides stared at him, the commander of the tank ahead, opening his hatch and watching him as well. He dragged his feet as he stepped towards the bodies, standing over Jane's lifeless corpse as her blood formed a lake around her body.

He crouched down next to her, pushing her body over and seeing a small sad smile still plastered across her pale face, her eyes staring deathly up into his. He ran his fingers over her eye lids, closing them as he dropped his head, he pulled the tags from her neck. He looked over at her hand, the tags of her brother and father still held within them. He pulled her grasp open, taking the tags and placing them inside thee breast pocket above the two bullet holes he'd made, buttoning it shut after he placed them inside.

He patted the body on the shoulder before standing up, walking back over to the detail, bending down and grabbing his MG by the carrying handle then sighing as he slouched over. He stepped past them and in between his watch, Erin trying to put her hand on his shoulder as he barged past them, walking off between the jeep ahead of him and out into the open.

The watch looked back over towards the tank, the commander waving them off after him. He walked over to a bench that sat at the side of the street, he sat down and dropped his gun to the ground again, pulling off his helmet and doing the same with it. He light a cigarette, feeling the sting of the smoke hitting his eyes and nose as he sat there blankly, his mind racing in so many directions he couldn't keep up. His watch crowded behind him, Erin finally placing her hand on his shoulder, the emptiness of his heart vibrating through her as she sat next to him.

She looked off to the side as her radio spoke to her. "Yeah, we're with him now... in the street next to the alley..." She said before turning back to him.

"I hated them so much this morning... I wanted tae see them bring that building down... it would've been so much easier if they did..." He murmured as his mind ground to a halt.

Komms 32 – 58

April 22nd Road to Camp Gamma Garrison point

The two squads in his truck sat silent as they drove along the highway, the wounded members of his unit being seen fit to not need a casevac to the camp. Yuri sat across from him again, Erin sat next to her this time, both of them looking across at him the whole time as he stared at the floor of the truck between Yuri's feet.

He felt Vlads hand land on his shoulder again, grasping his armour firmly and giving him a little shake. "I'm sorry, Comrade... I tried talking them out of it, but they refuse, saying it was a just punishment for insubordination, they said...".

He stayed silent, lifting his foot and stamping it on the floor of the truck, then doing it again a few seconds later. The members of 2-3 and 2-1 in the truck all turned to look at him as he repeatedly stamped his foot, then joining his rifle in between the stamps. Stamp.. bash.. stamp bash...

Vlad joined him in his percussion, soon before Komms started to speak again.

"Lt's in the back with a pocket of tags, If you listen close, You can hear him cry" he slowly sang, 2-1 and 2-3 joining in with his chorus, starting to stamp their feet and bash their rifles on the floor as well.

"Oh oh, Heaven knows, we sent them down below..." They all sang

"Pull it!" Called Vlad.

"Oh oh, heaven knows, we belong too, down below..."

"Sarg's in the front smoked a pack and a half!" Komms called out.

"Livid at the fact she took a squad and a half!" Replied Steph.

"Wasn't pretty, wasn't sweet!.." He called again.

"She just sat there, feeling the heat!" sang Erin.

"Lost it!" Yelled Vlad.

""Oh oh, oh she knows, she belongs too, down below! Go! Oh oh, oh she knows, we belong too, down below!" They all joined in unison.

"Shoot!" Called Murphy

"Tell her so! We to belong her, down below, we to belong here, down below!" They bellowed, hearing Gears in the truck ahead and behind them joining in, filling the empty highway with song.

"I've got what it takes, man, I done it yesterday!" He called along, hearing a solitary voice from ahead and behind with him.

"I've got the scars to show that I know what I'm worth!" Yelled Yuri's soft voice, almost seeming out of place among the others, but still adding emotion to the song.

"One, two, three and four! The Devil were knocking at out door! Caught in the eye of the dead man's wife!" He yelled.

"Show you're alive with your head held high!" Called Stevens.

"Now you're on your knees with your head held low!" replied Tollen.

"Big man tells you where to go!" He yelled again.

"Tell him you're good!" Called, Erin.

"Tell him okay!" Called Yuri.

"But don't do a god damn thing he says!" Komms yelled, lifting his head from looking at the floor.

"Oh oh, now you know, you are down here, down below! Oh oh now you know, you are down here, down below!

Here down below, Here down below, here down below, here down below!" They chorused, fading their voices with each repeat.

"I've seen better ways, man, I've seen better ways to die!" he called.

"I've given better ways, man, I've given better ways to die!" Vlad continued.

"Privates at the back, with her gun to her head, if you listen close you can hear her crying!" He responded.

"Oh oh, heaven knows, I should be down there, down below! Oh oh, he told me so, I should be down there, down below!

Pull it!

Oh oh, Moma knows I should be six feet, down below, Oh oh, she said so, I should be six feet, down below, Six feet below, Six feet below, Six feet below, six feet below..." They all finished together, the sound of the engines being the only ones left singing when they finished.

He stared past Yuri ahead of him, but looking over at her when her felt her hand land on his, her smiling eyes piercing through her helmet. He tried his hardest to even smile his eyes at her, but he just couldn't, all the sense of self worth had left him. He couldn't feel any way to convey anything to her, other than his broken will. She looked down at his legs and patted his thigh and looking up he gave her a nod, she handed her rifle to Erin before she stood up, turning around and sitting on his lap. A couple of people looked over, but ended up just looking away as they seen him run his hands around her waist, clamping them around her as she settled herself into him. He leaned his head on her shoulder and felt her helmet rest against his.

The rest of the ride was spent in silence, but he did find comfort in Yuri's warmth, her nurturing touch echoing through his armour and into his bones.

Vlad 1 – 59

April 23rd Camp Gamma Garrison point

He lay on his bed, still half dressed, he'd had a couple of drinks trying to help him sleep but it just didn't seem to be working and glancing over at the clock it was just striking three in the morning. After getting back, Murphy called a parade and congratulated everyone on their performance, even though he wasn't there to see most of it. He said there would be a remembrance parade for those who died along side them in a couple days before dis-missing everyone and pulling Komms aside.

Komms told him that he'd mentioned how he shouldn't question orders, even if they'd been against what he stood for, but that he understood why he did it.

He'd watched as Komms sat alone that night, Yuri companying him for a while before he'd asked to be left alone. He'd kept his eye on him, just in case he tried anything rash, not wanting to loose a new friend, even if they didn't see eye to eye on everything.

He closed his eyes again, taking a deep breath and thinking of his wife and how she was waiting for him. He broke his eyes open again as he heard rustling on the other side of the room and looking over Komms was tossing and turning from side to side in his sleep. He thought about going over and waking him, but began to think that might bring more trouble than good.

He ignored the rustling and closed his eyes again, finally starting to drift off and he pictured a roaring camp fire, a bottle of vodka and his wife sat beside him, just out of reach of the wind and snow, a cigarette hanging from his lips as he swayed side to side, singing along with his wife.

As his mind finally went blank and sleep finally came for him her jolted up as he heard the sound fo screaming fill the room, everyone ells in the room jumping up to their feet or just looking around the room, grabbing for their rifles.

Murphy flicked the light on and looking round the room there was nothing out of the ordinary, but looking over at Komms they seen him curled up on the bed, his fingers digging into the skin on the side of his head.

"Med?" asked Steph, softly as she lay her rifle on her bed.

Vlad slid from his bed and walked up beside her, both of them turning their heads as they heard the door open, Tollen stepping into the door way, looking around at everyone. He looked back round at Komms, stepping closer as he done so. He seen the bed drenched in sweat as he lay there shaking, blood seeping from the side of his head as his nails dug into his flesh.

He sat down on the bed, next to him, placing a hand on his wrist, gently trying to pull it from his had. "Comrade? Comrade, is me, Vlad!" He whispered, hearing more and more footsteps crowd round at the door to the barrack.

"Med! Is okay, it was just dream, Corporal, was just dream!" He said again, trying to bring him round

"Infirmary? We need psych down in G-2." Said Murphy, plugging his comms into his ear.

He sat on the bed with him as he shook, turning round to see Yuri and Erin pushing their way through the crowd.

They both bolted over from the door past Tollen when they seen him curled up on the bed with everyone staring at him. They both huddled around on the other side of him, Yuri placing her and on Vlad's, he loosened his grip and slid his hand off, crouching round the side of the bed and giving them some more room.

"Can we get some privacy!?" Barked Erin, looking round at the doorway and the platoon of soldiers staring in through it.

The crowd looked between each other, still in fight or flight after hearing the screaming before she walked towards the door, slamming it in their faces. He heard some confused chatter before everyone started walking away, his head turning back to Komms as she walked back over.

Yuri looked over him then started whispering quietly in his ear, he couldn't make out what she was saying she was talking so quietly, but he noticed his grip on the side of his head started to loosen. Vlad stood up, looking down over the two and stepping back, letting Erin in past him before she crouched where he has been.

He walked back over to Steph who was still staring wide eyed at him. He patted her on the shoulder and she followed him over to his bed, sitting opposite him on Stevens bed as Stevens walked round and sat next to her.

They all looked between each other, knowing roughly what he'd probably been dreaming. They all looked over at Murphy and Tollen who stood talking by the door, then even them looking at the door as the sound of running came from the other side of it. A gentle knock sounded against the door before it creaked open, a man sticking his head through, decked head to toe in scruffy lab wear.

"They just woke me up, I came as fast as I could!" He panted.

Murphy pulled him aside, both him and Tollen giving him the run down on what happened at Garosk.

The doctors face seemed to drop further than it already was as Murphy pointed over to Komms, Erin and Yuri both still huddled over him, trying to get him to speak with them.

He stepped over towards the three of them, getting Erin to move so he could sit on the bed in front of him, speaking down to him while he done so.

He couldn't hear what he was saying properly, but assumed he knew what he was doing, he stood up again and walked over round to Murphy and Tollen, both of them turning round after noticing him come over.

"What's up?" asked Murphy.

"Just of wonderings what's going to happen, Tavarich?" He asked, looking back over at the group of people at the bed.

"Can't rightly say, Corporal, I don't know if he'll be fit for service after what they put him through..." Tollen said with a sigh.

"I'm not so sure, Sergeant... He's a tough one, he might just get over it." Murphy stated.

"He made valid points, I don't see why they had to do that to him..." said Vlad.

"You know yourself, Vlad, brass gets real pissy when you ask questions or speak against orders." Murphy admitted.

They'd managed to sit him up, a trickle of blood running down the side of his neck from his hair. The doctor shined a light in his eyes, checking his pupils, still asking him questions and still getting no response.

"This might just be last straw for me, Lieutenant." Vlad blurted, looking over at them.

"Hmm?" Murphy queried, Tollen also looking round at him.

"I've seen a lot of poor treatment of soldiers here, more than I like to admit, but this?... It wouldn't be so bad if he'd had to execute maybe a squad or something, but a whole platoon?! Now this is just fucking messed up..." He said, questioning his own moral compass.

"All we're missing is a bouquet of flowers." Grunted Tollen.

He noticed Komms' lips start to move as if he'd finally started talking, but going by the docs reaction he couldn't rightly tell. He started to hear some low pitched murmurs come from him before he started to choke on his words, starting to break down.

He brought his knees up, dropping his head to them as he started lurching. Yuri cradled her arms around him as he started, whispering in his ear again.

"He's just a fucking kid..." Murphy said, dropping his arms and shaking his head.

"Base Plate? This is Gamma 2-1!" Said Murphy, pressing his finger to his headset.

"2-1 this is Base plate, you have something to report?"

"Yeah, I've got something to report..." He said, his voice going numb.

"You remember Corporal Medvedev? The one you put on firing squad detail?" He asked.

"Yes, Lieutenant, I remember him." BP replied, sounding rather annoyed with the topic.

"How do you like padded cells?" He asked.

"I don't follow, Lieutenant..."

"Cause I think that's where he's gonna end up cause of you, you fucking scumbag!" He yelled.

"Lieutenant, Might I remind you that you're speaking with a superior officer?" BP asked smugly.

"Might I remind you that I've got an ear in with Colonel Pierce? I hope you're at peace with your fucking actions cause I'm going to have you persecuted at highest of fucking tribunals, you fucking waste of space! He was a fucking eighteen year old kid with his head in the fucking stars! That was his first deployment! If you think you're going to weasel your way out of misconduct like this, then your sadly fucking mistaken, you fucking rat! 2-1, out!" He yelled at the top of his voice, ripping the ear piece from his ear and smashing it against the wall.

Everyone in the room Bar Komms and Yuri stared at Murphy, his face going red as his blood rose. He reached over to his locker, pulling out a glass and a bottle of bourbon, pouring himself one and knocking it back before pouring another and sitting down on his bed with his face in his hand.

"He's just a fucking kid..." He murmured again, taking a drink from the glass.

Vlad looked back over at the doctor as he pulled some paperwork from his briefcase, licking his finger and flicking through them. He watched as the doctor pulled out a file from the bunch, placing the rest on the foot of the bed and reading through the file he'd pulled out. After a few minutes of reading the doctor looked up from the file, breathing what he assumed was a sigh of relief. He turned around and said something to the girls before starting to walk over to him, Tollen and Murphy, reading more through he file as he went.

"Lieutenant? Have you read his last medical in the time that he's been here?" He asked.

"I'm a busy man, Doc, can't say I have..." Murphy replied, taking another drink.

"Well, it says in his record here that he had an incident early in training in a field exercise." Said the doctor as he read further into the file.

"What kind of incident?" Murphy replied, lifting his head to look at him.

"He had a nasty fall, smacking his head several times and causing slight brain damage... That might be the cause for at least some of his reactions. I mean as far as I can tell from looking at him and how he's acting, he's having a nervous breakdown at the minute. It says he damaged the... Amygdala... I think I'm pronouncing that right, but it's the part of the brain responsible for fear and anger. The file says they didn't notice any effects from it, thinking the damage might have reduced the two senses but I'm starting to think it might have had the opposite affect." He explained.

Vlad looked at Murphy again as he looked down at the ground, trying to think over what he'd said, "So you're saying then, that he's currently having a mental breakdown and that it's that part of his brain, the Amygi thing causing him to have an over reaction of fear?" Murphy asked.

"Exactly that." The doc replied.

" So... How long do you think before he'll be fighting fit again, Doc?" He asked, looking back over his bed at the three of them on the bed.

"Going by the state of him right now, we should probably get him to the infirmary, unless you'd rather have him here cause a bed's a bed. If you have a medic keep them near by but he should be back to a fairly stable state in say... two to four days." The doc said, holding his hand out flat and shaking it.

"Is that it then, two to four days and he'll be bright as rain?" Tollen asked, doubtfully.

"Well... We'd normally keep someone in for up to ten days to monitor them, don't want them turning out not to be better and trying to hang themselves..." The doctor answered.

"I'd rather keep him here then, Doc, we've got a few medics here so I can keep an eye on him... Being his superior I feel somewhat responsible for what happened..." Murphy said again, looking round at Komms again.

"Da, I don't mind being on watch with him, Murph, Might speak with the girls over there and see if they'll do a rotation as well, if that's okay with you that is?" Vlad asked.

"Yeah... Thanks, Vlad, do me a favour though will you? Put his guns in your locker and make sure every gun a knife near him is locked up tight, I don't want another letter to write home..."

Erin 6 – 60

April 23rd 2266 Camp Gamma Garrison Point

She and Yuri had swapped bunks with Steph and Stevens, though Yuri had spent more time in Komms' bunk than she had hers, still laying up his back with her arms cradled around him, snoozing away peacefully. She cocked her head to the side, checking the clock, now sitting at 09:43. She was just glad that for the moment their platoon had been put on R&R, only a few of them being put on any form of detail.

She looked round the other way, Vlad passed out on his bed after his watch. She felt like she was in Garosk again, sat on the parapet watching the street for an enemy that wasn't to come. She sighed as she slumped her head back against her pillow, twisting her neck and cracking it either way and stretching. She pushed herself up the bed, resting her head against the wall and watching the two of them, thinking it would be nice to join them.

Vlad let out a cough as he snored himself awake, jolting slightly in his bed before burping and rolling onto his side to face her. "I'll give you a four outa ten on that one, Vlady boy." She joked as she watched the two.

Vlad chuckled, "Oh? And you think you can do better girly?" He laughed, then looking at the two on the other bed as well.

She took a breath, clenching her fist against her belly and letting out a long deep belch. She looked round at him, grinning as he gave her a small applause. "Train with the boys and you start to learn the tricks of the trade!" She laughed, turning her head back round again.

A few moments passed and with the two still looking over them it started to feel a little awkward. "You ever think it weird to stare at someone sleeping, Tsosie?" Vlad asked, scratching his chin.

"I would normally, but when it's a lover it feels a bit different." She said, quickly covering her mouth with her hand, raising what she'd said.

Vlad looked back over at her, raising an eyebrow, "Wait! Are you and Medvedev?... On the back step!?" He blurted, trying to keep his voice low. "But he is in mutual affairs with Delgraza!"

"I..it's a bit hard to explain..." She murmured, sliding back down the bed.

"Spill it, Tsosie! I have no regard for people who are that back stabbing of friends!" He quietly barked.

"No bodies cheating, Vlad, lets call it... a bit of a three way relationship..." She said, looking up at the ceiling.

"Okay... You have peaked my interest, private." He replied, "What is story?".

She sighed, "It's... a bit complicated. It started out just the two of them, I met them and I... Kinda fell for both of them... After an incident and some discussion, we came to the conclusion that Komms was fine with me and Yuri having some fun, but he's... really not comfortable with anything physical happening between me and him alone... I mean, I'd love to feel him by himself, how passionate and tender he can be and... Sorry, that's a bit more info than you needed..." She explained, feeling rather embarrassed that she got so into telling it.

Vlad choked a laugh, "Well, as long as everyone happy and no one is being infidelic then all is good. Though, I know you and Delgraza are close, but never thought that close." He replied.

"Y... Yeah... I never thought that would happen either, but she's so warm and soft, it's hard to describe... Bi-polar in feel almost." She said, starting to feel a bit hot and bothered a she lay there looking over the two.

"You look like you need nother session with tank, Tsosie!" He laughed, "Is one of best feelings though, is it not?".

She let out a little laugh, "Yeah, I can honestly say, I've never experienced something so... sudden." She replied.

"You must be dire on someone's touch right now, private, shame for you they are sleeping." He said, closing his eyes again and settling back into his bed.

"I..I could wake her up... She did say we could get some alone time when we got back here..." She said, feeling how far up her leg her hand was getting.

"I don't mind taking watch..." He said again, his eyes covered by his pillow.

She threw he hand down to her side, feeling her pulse start to pound in her ears. "N..No!" She blurted. "She... She wants to look after him right now... I can... manage without it for now..." She moaned, trying to keep her hands away from anything sensitive.

"Fucking hell, Private, you really are in need of a dicking aren't you?" He chuckled, pulling his arms up over his head.

She looked round at him and down his legs then up to his arms, the grit of his skin and the veins popping out through it. "I can tell you're of lookings at me, Tsosie and no, I have wife, I am all of sets." He said firmly.

She looked back up at the ceiling, feeling her hand creep up her stomach and clutch against her breast. She bit her lip as she looked over at the two of them on the bed, feeling so tempted to go over and lay up next to them to see what would happen. She ran her hands up to her shoulders, massaging them for a second before she flipped the straps of her bra down her arms. She stuck her hands in her vest and spun her bra round so the clasp was on her chest before undoing it and pulling it off and dropping it off the bed into the floor.

She again ran her hand up her belly to her chest, grasping herself firmly, gripping at her nipple and tugging on it lightly. She looked over at the two of them again, her eyes following up Yuri's legs and over her backside, itching for a small taste.

She licked her lips as her eyes moved over to Komms, her mouth starting to water as she thought about sliding down between his legs. She shook her head, trying to snap herself out of it as she felt her breast get a rush of blood, her pants starting to dampen. She slowly pulled down her zip, sliding a finger against her underwear to feel how damp they were and pulling out, a thin coating of her essence covering it. She gave it a sniff, before sliding it between her lips, sucking on it a little before she pulled it out from her grasp.

She tried snapping herself out of it again, only feeling herself getting warmer and more tingly. She pulled her zip back up and folded her arms on her chest, trying not to let herself get carried away as she heard Vlads snore come into focus. She glanced round at him quickly, biting the tip of her tongue then looking back up at the ceiling, trying to find something to take her mind of the feeling.

She slid a hand down to her belly, pressing down against it as she started to feel her insides ache, feeling an overwhelming need to have something inside of her, feeling her lips start to swell slightly and as she squirmed on the bed she shuddered, feeling herself rub against the inside of her pants. Her breathing got deeper, feeling her heart beat pound harder and harder inside her head as she closed her eyes and being met with the image of Both Yuri and Komms laying against each other, meeting with Yuri's eyes as she slid Komms between her lips, her eyes calling her closer.

She seen herself move closer to the two, clapping the side of Yuri's face and leaning up Komms' chest, pressing her breasts up against him, leaning her face up to his and grasping his lip between hers, nibbling on it.

She felt the agony that her cervix was causing her, almost as if she'd came off the pill and all the months of pain that she'd forwent were coming back to haunt her, cramping her over double. She creped her eyes open, looking over at the two of them on the bed, Yuri seeming to be finally waking up.

She watched as Yuri raised her head and looked round the room, then back round and down at Komms. She looked back round again at Vlad, who was still peacefully snoring away on his bed, then round at Erin, locking eyes with her realising she was looking back and not sleeping and the agonising expression she had on her face.

She looked back down at Komms, kissing him on the cheek before she stood up, hurriedly walking over to where Erin was laying. She sat down on the bed with her, noticing her flushed complexion as she grasped at her stomach.

"You forget your tablet?" She asked as she stroked the side of her face, smiling down at her.

Yuri leaned down to give her a kiss and Erin took the opportunity, flinging her arm around Yuri's neck, yanking her part way down and leaning up connecting the bond with her. She grabbed Yuri's side with her other hand and ran it up her side towards her chest, grabbing at her and roughly massaging her.

Yuri tried to make a statement, but with Erin's tongue half way down her throat she found herself unable to, until Erin let her away from her grasp. "I can't take it, Yuri, I need someone, I haven't been touched in months, I need you and him, it physically hurts, please... Make me feel whole, make me feel like a woman, any way you want, just touch me... Please!?..." Erin pleaded, her insides feeling like they were about to rupture.

Yuri's face turned from that of shock, to that of understanding, slowly moving her head in, looking down at Erin's lips and licking her own. She ran her hand down Erin's belly, running it over her mid rift and down past her, down to her thigh, resting her hand on the inside of it, feeling her shudder as she became more and more sensitive.

Her hand massaged its way up her leg, getting closer and closer until it was right next to her, to which Erin lifted her leg out sightly, letting Yuri's hand flow over the top of her, massaging her with her palm, through her trousers and pants.

Yuri lifted her lips from Erin's, opening her eyes again and gazing into hers, "We might need to find a different spot." She whispered, looking down at the bunk that didn't belong to them, then over at the door, wondering when someone would come in next.

"Vlad?" She asked, her hand still massaging her, Erin's moans slowly starting to fill the room.

He snorted awake shaking his head under his pillow, "Vlad?" she asked again, getting a grunted response.

"Could you do me a favour?" she asked, getting another grunt, "Can you watch Komms for use, Please?" she asked, to which he pulled his head from under the pillow, looking over and seeing the two of them in their state and hearing Erin.

He let out a chuckle, "Da, da, you two go have your fun, Vlad stay and look after him till you finish your womanly duties." he replied, sitting himself up and turning towards them.

Yuri looked down at her hand, letting out a small yelp as she realised she was still doing it with him awake. He laughed again, assuring her that he didn't really care and that some aprts had been explained to him.

"She really was all hot and bothered, Tavarish, go help your Comrade out." He laughed, reaching down under his bed and pulling out a glass bottle, pulling the cork and taking a gulp.

She stood up still feeling embarrassed, feeling her cheeks going rosy, she pulled Erin to her feet and walked with her to the door and stepping out into the main hall dragging Erin towards the latrine.

She popped her head through he door, making sure no one was there before she pulled her in, flinging her up against the side on the one of the stalls before she pressed herself up against her, running her hand back down her mid rift and into her trousers. She covered Erin's mouth with hers, battling their tongues together as Erin slid her hand under Yuri's vest, poking her fingers under her bra.

She felt her pull her hand from her trousers, undoing the top button and pulling her fly down, yanking her trousers down so the fell to her knees, kicking them off the rest of the way herself.

She felt rather strange, she hadn't had a reason to shave or had time to over the past while, so feeling her hand scratch around and play with her fringe felt rather weird, but more erotic and endearing than she thought it would be.

Yuri ran her hand round the back of Erin's head, grabbing a handful of her hair as she started to feel her bit on her lip, gnawing her way round it, her hand getting more ferocious down bellow, as she finally pushed a couple of her fingers passed her sealed lips, causing her to let out a loud gasp.

Yuri pulled back and as Erin opened her eyes, she seeing the glare of Yuri's lustful obsession, the soft sparkle that resided there shooting off into the stars as she seen the burning fire of her desire. Yuri lifted Erin's leg up and looking down she seen her bring their pelvises together, grinding against one another as she slammed her head back into the stall wall. She opened her eyes again as Yuri bit down on her neck, feeling her semi-sharp teeth dig into the flesh, the feeling of pain adding to the sensation making her moan even louder.

Erin tugged herself closer against her, slapping her hands against Yuri's backside and gripping on tight, letting her nails dig into the flesh of her but, as Yuri's teeth dug into her neck, slowly sliding her hands further inwards between them under her pants, her nails scratching deep into her skin as they dragged across her. As he fingers slid between her cheeks, they dug into the softer skin, yanking them apart from each other, sticking a finger out and pressing it against her, the friction of her dry finger entering her causing her to bite down harder on her skin, feeling one of her canines puncture through the skin, drawing a small trickle of blood.

He heard Yuri start to moan profusely herself, before backing off from her neck, a tiny drip of blood running down from the corner of her mouth, "I never tasted you before, Erin... You're much... Sweeter than his... You have to let me get a bigger sample at some point!" She begged.

Erin looked at her a little uncomfortably, not really sure how to respond, she knew Yuri was into that kinda thing, but she never actually thought of indulging her in it. Yuri's grin growing wider and wider as she waited for an answer. "How about a little... trial?" She asked,, her voice growing more and more twisted.

Yuri parted her teeth, sticking her tongue out between them, then biting down on it, puncturing several teeth through it, making Erin's expression turn to that of slight horror before Yuri clamped their mouths together again, feeling the warm metallic liquid coating the inside of her mouth as she painted her cheeks and tongue in it. She didn't know what to think of it, the taste being kind of interesting but still the thought of what it was repulsing her at the same time.

She parted their lips again, grinning at her again as she pulled away, "What do you think then, my little Damsel?". Yuri's eyes scanned her face, taking in every detail of her emotions, "Feeling a little uncomfortable are we? Let me change that, my Cherry..." She whispered as she slowly crouched down, taking a quick bite at her nipples through her vest on her way down, running her tongue across her mid rift of her lifter vest, then sucking the warm liquid from her underwear, running her tongue over it, staining it slightly red, making Erin's head bounce off the stall again.

She pulled down her underwear, slowly leaning in and kissing her on the clit, making her straighten up in pleasure, "Oh, so your not as terrified as I thought you were then?" She giggled, before she started running laps over her. Erin clamped her hands to the back of Yuri's head after a moment, rubbing her face all over her, stimulating every single nerve ending she had, both of them moaning loudly all the way through it, until Yuri forced her head down, penetrating her defences with her tongue, slobbering over her as she done so, the saliva starting to drip down from her chin.

Erin's face truly turned to horror as the door to the latrine opened, a voice speaking out into the room. "Is it okay to come in?" Came Vlad's voice. Erin went to nearly yell a definite no, but Yuri beat her too it.

Letting out her words in a slippery moan as she slurped away at her, "Mmhmmm, come in!".

Erin froze against the stall as Vlad peered round the door, chuckling when he seen them, "The Corporal is awake, but I'll let you finish your duties privates." He laughed as Yuri turned her head to look at him, a tail of saliva and her fluids hanging between them as she grinned at him.

"Thank you, Corporal, I'll be sure to be quick." She stated as she turned back to her work, her slurps echoing through the latrine.

Vlad laughed as he left, closing the door behind him.

Yuri started to pull her vest off, pinging her bra off as she threw her vest on the floor. She spun herself round on the spot as sat down on the tiled floor, sliding back under her, Her grasped up at her hips and pulled her down so she was at on her face like a chair of pleasure, pulling her waist away from the stall a bit, letting her run herself up between her butt, insterting a couple fingers back inside her again as she wiggled her tongue inside her, thrusting it in and out in opposite timing with her fingers, speeding up as she went, hearing Erin's moans getting more and more high pitched until she started to vibrate.

Erin felt her body start to burn from the inside out as she began shaking, the sensation of her front and back being penetrated and played with at the same time causing her that much more pleasure.

She felt he legs finally give way as she started shivering, feeling her body start to shoot her essence out over the floor as she landed between Yuri's legs.

She sat in a daze as she lay up her, Yuri playing with her breast as she sat in her grasp, her other hand ringing her hair around her finger, while she curled her legs around her waist.

"Is that what you needed, my baby?" She heard her ask, giving a shaken nod in return.

"Let me know if you need it again soon, when Komms is better, we'll see about getting you the grasp of a man, my little play thing, we'll get you all nice and satisfied in time, I promise, but in the mean time..." She said, moving her head closer up to her ear, nibbling on it a little, "I'll ravage you as much as you like, you starved mess." She whispered, her voice still sounding twisted and contorted.

"I... I wouldn't...Wouldn't mind a little.. Little more..." She shivered nervously, feeling Yuri start to gnaw on her ear as she spoke.

"That's all you need say..." She whispered again, the hand that had been playing with her hair slipping down over her bother breast, twisting at her still stiff nipples before moving down to her belly, walking her fingers down as she loosed her grasp with her legs.

Erin lay further up against her, feeling her piercings stick into her back as she reached the limit of how much Yuri's breast would conform to her. She shuddered vigorously as Yuri's fingers reached her, even just the lightest touch of her clit making jolt in please with how sensitive she'd become.

She lightly stroked down the side of her lips, circling round as she licked up the back of her ear, and below her hair line, slipping her tongue down and round into her ear, ringing it round before sticking the tip of her tongue as deep as she could. She let out a yelp, feeling her fingers scratch against her clit, as she slip a finger inside of her, working it round as if she were sanding the edges of a piece of wood, a second finger quickly joining the first as she gripped her side walls putting more force into it. She would've screamed if it weren't for the hand she brought up covering her mouth.

She sat wide eyed staring at the ceiling as Yuri slipped yet another finger inside, curling them in and out, pulling her tongue from her ear and licking along her jaw line, turning her head to the side as she went, running it up her chin to her lips, sucking her lower lip into her mouth as she massaged it.

Yuri slowed the movement of her fingers, slipping them out one at a time before sliding her thumb over the top of her and pushing it in, rubbing her eye with her middle finger, feeling it wet enough still and forcing it in, rotating her hand so that she pulled her thumb out when she pushed her finger inside and vice versa.

She couldn't take it any more, a tear running down from her eye with the pleasure being put upon her, she let out a large moan just short of screaming, rubbing her back against Yuri, making her start to moan as she fondled her.

Erin jumped herself back up against Yuri, ripping herself against her crotch as she done so, making Yuri moan even louder as the door opened again, this time Horvat stepping through the door, looking at them in surprise when she seen them. Yuri lost in herself didn't take notice, speeding up the rotation of her wrist as she chewed on Erin's lip.

Erin stared into Horvat's eyes as Horvat looked her up and down admiring the view, pulling a small playful smile. She placed her hand on her hip and leaned herself to the side as she smiled down at them shaking her head. She bit her lip as she slid her thumb into her belt loop, then licking her lips. "Now that's a juicy little convention you've got going on there..." she said, her voice turning slightly flirtatious, "I can't remember the last time I seen something so..." She said, lifting her hand and biting on her thumb nail before letting out a slight moan. "Oh, I better not, you two are having to much fun to have me slide in those little things you got there.." She moaned, running her hand between her legs

Horvat shook her head, looking down at the two of them then looking herself, puling her hand back up to her belt realising what she was doing. "Oh, I am sorry, ladies, as you were." She said after laughing to herself and walking round the stalls to a toilet further down, closing and locking the door behind her.

Yuri unwrapped her legs from around Erin, pushing her out from between her legs and grinning at her as she looked back up at her as she lay sprawled out on the floor. Yuri pushed herself forward onto her knees, kneeling just before Erin's head, looking down at her. She slid herself forward across the floor over her, through the juices Erin had soaked it with, hovering herself over Erin's face. She reached down, grabbing her underwear over her privates, poking a hole in them with her nail before tearing them across and pulling them apart, then slowly lowering herself onto Erin's face.

Erin greeted her with a kiss, then another before she wrapped her arms around her waisted, grabbing her cheeks and pulling them apart. She licked across her and up towards her ass, taking turns on which she coated with her slavers. She felt Yuri stiffen and straighten up as she clamped her mouth over her lips, ravaging her tongue around her insides, being as rough as she could. She pulled her tongue our and shifter her mouth to the side slightly, sucking on her lip, grinding it between her teeth slightly, Yuri's calls fro her to do it rougher, echoing through the room, soon after Horvat's moans joining her. Yuri ground her hips against her, her essence flowing down the side of her face and into her hair, feeling some of it splash up into her ear. She grabbed Yuri's hips, forcing her back and forth across her face more vigorously, pulling her down harder on her face, making her call out even louder for her to keep going. She obliged grinding her harder and harder on her lips and tongue, her nose feeling like it was about to break with how much pressure she was putting herself under.

"I...I'm gonna...I'm gonna!" She screamed, before she went nuclear, her lips feeling like a fire as she shook violently as she continued grinding. She fired her essence over her, her stomach clenching hard, making her bend forwards as she covered Erin.

Erin launched her legs up, wrapping them tight around her neck and dropping back down the floor, pulling Yuri down on all fours. The jitter of her mouth making her squeal as she held her against her, squirting up over her face as she done so, before Horvat called out from her stall further up, "Oh my fucking god, yes! Fucking go for it, girls, fucking yes!" She yelled, the sound of her shaking on the toilet rattling through the room.

As Yuri shook against her, she plugged a finger inside her backside again, ripping it in and out, hearing Yuri squeal against her louder and louder as her juices permeated her mouth, her sweet pheromone's piercing her nose, making her want even more.

She felt Yuri finally over come her senses and grip on around her legs, her tongue getting back to work and ravaging her insides the best she could with the state she was in.

They kept going and going at each other, getting rougher, causing the most friction they could to please the other, before they both started to shake violently against each other, Yuri's body collapsing on top of Erin and she poured over her again, Erin firing up into her face and back over the floor.

They both lay shivering and shaking, both of them moaning and grunting in ecstasy on the floor, covered in each others fluid as Horvat finally struggled herself out her stall, hobbling along down towards them as they tried pulling themselves back round to look at each other. Horvat laughed as she held herself against the stall as Yuri tried pulling herself to her feet, her legs giving way and dropping herself back onto the floor.

Yuri 23 – 61

April 23rd 2266 Camp Gamma Garrison Point

after about twenty minutes of relaxing on the floor and getting back into a state which they could properly get to their feet again, Horvat had went out to fetch some of their clothes from their lockers, coming back over as they had gathered up their things and filled the mop bucket from the corner, getting to work, all be it in a jitter and cleaning up the mess they had made, mopping up the lake of bodily fluids they had left everywhere.

Horvat stepped back into the room as the two worked in their bear skin, showing all to the world still. Horvat stood for a second, admiring the two, looking at how trimmed they were and how they jiggled as they worked. The two looked round at her, noticing her stares and shying away a bit.

"I...It's flattering that you like the view... b..but do you have to stare?" asked Erin, failing to hide herself behind her mop.

"Oh! I am so sorry, ladies, I didn't mean anything by it..." Horvat said nervously, scathing the back of her neck carrying towels and a spare set of under garments for the two of them.

When they finished they covered themselves with the towels and hobbled through to the showers, dumping their soaked clothes on the floor and their clean things in a folded pile next to them.

"Hey, girls!" Horvat called before she went to leave the two of them. "I really needed that, I wouldn't mind doing that again, if you didn't mind an audience?" She asked, grinning at the two.

Yuri had went back to her anxiety filled state after coming around from her obsession, not really being able to find her voice as Horvat looked at her in confusion.

"I...I guess I wouldn't mind to much-" Erin said, grabbing Horvat's arm and pulling her closer, "But don't mention this in front of her, Sergeant, she's like two different people when she gets going..." She whispered in her ear, giving it a quick lick before she stood back up from her, looking up and down Erin's tightly formed figure.

"Say the word, Sugar, I wouldn't say no to seeing you flick your bean all by yourself either." She offered, her voice getting more seductive as she turned to walk away.

She felt rather flattered, but at the same time didn't want to stray away from Yuri or Komms, thinking it might break down the relationship they had between the three of them.

The two of them showered away, her temptation to turn round and grab her again while she wasn't in her so forward state almost getting the better of her, but she resisted, knowing she wouldn't be able to handle much more than what she already had. She kept turning back to her though, looking up her back and legs as the water and suds poured from her.

In the end it was Yuri who broke to the same temptation, walking up behind Erin while she looked back ahead of herself as she washed herself. "Was that what you needed, Dear?" She asked, her voice still sounding sensual, as she joined her hands together on Erin's belly.

"Please... I..I couldn't take any more, Yuri... Even the tank didn't do this much damage..." She replied, still sounding rather shaken.

Yuri ran her hand down into her hair, stopping short of touching her as Erin shuddered. "I'm glad to see you didn't loose your feeling... But I just want to hold you, Erin... Such a soft... Sensitive, soul that you are..." She said as she caressed her fringe, winding the her short hairs around her nails and finger tips, pulling Erin's back to her chest as she ran her fingers back and forth across her belly.

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Erin leaned her head back out of the stream of water, resting it on her shoulder as Yuri leaned her head up against hers, feeling Yuri circle her tongue on her cheek, lightly kissing it every now and then.

"You're so warm and tender, Erin... I don't know how you do it, but it drives me crazy sometimes, I just want to caress your every pore... In all our troubles at school, I never thought I would've found so, so much pleasure in your company... I see what Komms meant when he said he could never deny me the touch of a woman... I couldn't leave him for the feeling, but by the COG... The feeling is so good..." She whispered, but after a second she stopped, her head shooting upright and a slight look of shock rolling across her face. "Oh god... Komms!" She blurted as she looked around confused at what she was doing.

"He... He's awake! How could I... take your time, Erin, but I need to get back to him!" She said, turning back to her own shower and quickly washing herself over again with a bar of soap.

"H..How could I forget about him?! How could I...J..Just leave him like t..that, H..He needs us! I..I'm just terrible... He doesn't deserve someone w..who takes t...their own p..p..pleasure before their supposed one and only... Idiot, idiot! You stupid, stupid girl, what the fuck where you thinking?! How could you just leave him like that!? You're supposed to be... supposed to be more responsible..." she mumbled to herself, frustrated.

She quickly walked out of the shower stall as she finished rinsing herself off, quickly grabbing her towel and half drying herself off and struggling to pull her underwear and vest on, her half soaked skin clinging to it and soaking it through as well.

She grabbed her stuff and marched for the door as Erin tried calling after her, but in her thoughts she didn't hear a thing she said. Walking across the corridor she stepped into the barracks, a stern face Murphy talking with Horvat, who cheerfully glanced over at her as she walked through the door. "Delgraza, front and centre!" Murphy called over.

She almost didn't notice him if it weren't for the echo of his voice in the hall. She shook herself out of her concentration and turning to look at him as he stood with his arms crossed, taping his foot on the ground. She slowly walked over, feeling her stomach drop further than it already had, the feeling of dread as Murphy's eye pierced hers.

"Y...Yes, sir?..." She answered, shaking herself to attention in front of him.

"And where is Tsosie?" He asked.

"S...Still in t..the s..showers, sir..." She replied.

Horvat let out a chuckle, "Relax, Sugar, you aren't in trouble, he just needs you to listen." She said, placing her hand on her hip and nodding towards Murphy.

Murphy leaned up next to her, "I understand we've been through some shit in the last week or so and that we all need some kind of... release, but going at it like a pair of rabid dogs in the latrine? At least be more quiet next time, Private, I'm pretty sure the two of you screamed the whole bunker down! Well, might I say the three of you." He said, turning to look at Horvat, "This isn't the first time I've had to talk with you about this Sergeant, don't make me have to do it again, or your on latrine for a month!" He barked.

"Oh, you know you loved it, Murph, stop being such a downer!" She replied, frowning her eyes.

Murphy glared at her, but before he could speak, Horvat piped up again, "It was their first deployment, Murph, tell me you weren't going at it with that little red head when you got back from your first mission when you where a private?" She said smugly.

He grunted before turning back to Yuri, "Just make sure you keep the noise on the down low, Private, I'm not the type to stop that kind of interaction between people, as long as it's practised safely that is. Just don't let me hear either of you two screaming like that again, I've got a big enough head ache as it is." He said, standing back up straight.

She nodded, "Y..yes, S..S..Sir!" She blurted, still shaking.

"And dry yourself off, Private, you're showing all to the world!" He finished, looking her up and down and her now see through vest and pants.

"Go and ruin the show why don't you?" Horvat joked, biting her lip as she gave Yuri a gander.

Yuri looked down herself, shrieking slightly and covering herself with her towel, "Dis-missed, Private." Murphy said, turning back to Horvat.

Yuri stepped back before turning to Komms' barrack again, quickly walking through. She ran over to his bed, seeing him sat up against the wall, staring blankly at the foot of his bunk. She dropped onto the bed next to him, grabbing his arm and slinging one around her shoulders.

"Komms?... A...Are you okay, my love?..." She asked, still feeling ashamed of herself, the feeling being quite audible in her tone.

"I...I don't know." He mumbled, taking slow breaths.

"Darling... I..." She said, trying to find her words.

"Please, Yuri. I just... I don't know... I can't do this..." He said, dropping his head slightly. "Can... Can I have a hug?..." He asked after a moment, finally turning his head up to look at her.

"Of course, Leannan, you don't even need to ask." She said, giving him a little smile as he turned round to her, wrapping his arms around her as they both slid down the bed.

"I can't take it, lass... What the fuck have I done?..." He whimpered as he buried his head into her shoulder.

"You followed orders, Babe, you did what you had to..." She answered softly.

"I...I'm a fucking murderer... I...I can shoot a man with a gun... But a fucking parade of men? And women? None of them with a leg to stand on... I..I..." He stuttered, cowering under her hair.

"It's okay, Komms... It's okay..." She hushed while she rubbed his back.

She heard the door open again and the steady foot steps of someone walking up behind her. Erin sat on the bed beside her, running her hand up his side as she lay there with him, her eyes closed, listening to his jolted breathing.

"I...I'm not a coward, Yuri... But all I can think about is ending it... Every time I close my eyes I see their faces... Her face..." He whimpered again.

She felt her heart sink, knowing she'd felt the same way so many times, but never expecting it to come from him. "Please, my Love... Don't say that... I...I couldn't live without you... When you tried to... in that building... please, never... ever do something like that again... Please, I'm begging you, You're my heart and soul, I can't imagine what I would do if you done it... Please never say that again!" She wailed into his neck, feeling his hands grip to her back.

"I..I'm... I'm so sorry, Yuri... I..I never should have said that... I'm so sorry for what I tried to do... I just... I would rather have died than have had to do that... and now that I have... I just... I just..." He stuttered, forcing his head as far into the crevasse of her neck as he could, "I'm...So, so sorry, Bun...".

Yuri Letter 1

April 23rd 2266

Mom

Even after so long, it sounds weird calling you mom... I don't mean that in a bad way!...

Sorry, you know I'm not the best with words, I'm having an even harder time with them after what happened... I found Komms' letters so I'm sending them with this. I gave them a quick go over and in case you're worrying about me, you don't have to, I'm doing better now. I'm really sorry if I'm sounding rather emotionless right now, it's Komms...

They made him do something... Terrible and I guess that would be the politest way to put it... We took some prisoners when it all finished, about thirty of them, maybe more, but Komms and Vlad both got ordered to interrogate their officer and he done a fairly good job really, he done his best to refrain from violence, sitting the man down and talking with him, giving him a couple luxuries, knowing that he had nothing ells to loose that he might just give up what we wanted after some convincing.

It didn't work... before he began the interrogation, we searched the POWs, he found a girl, Jane... Of the father and son the he had to... Deal with on our first day, she was the daughter. After she made a few remarks, he checked her tags and went quiet, pulling the tags of her brother and father out and giving them to her, taking her aside and giving her some room to breath. He explained that he was sorry, he knew she understood why it happened. He got quite a few dirty looks from the Gears around us, even Vlad, but after he explained about, well... Dad and that he knew he'd just caused someone ells the same pain that he'd felt, most of them averted their looks.

But when he was interrogating the officer, he brought Jane in, explaining to the man that if he didn't give them the location of the breach, yes they might kill a lot of COG civilians and soldiers, they would loose a lot more than they would. He told Jane about what he was doing, knowing she understood why Komms was doing this. He explained that as much as he hated the UCR, he didn't want more bloodshed.

In the end Jane pulled the gun from Komms' hip and with everyone pointing their weapons at her, she shot her lieutenant, knowing he wouldn't speak. He comforted her before he went onto the radio to report back, hearing the brass' plans to execute the prisoners... He wasn't happy to say the least, seeing it as another step to more hate and war, that the prisoners should be treated like prisoners and not lambs to the slaughter. He restored some of my faith in humanity saying that, but in questioning orders, you know what happens. He was put head detail of the firing squad, being told he had to shoot Jane first, before anyone fired another round. He... He tried to shoot himself before he had to do it... He still ended up having to shoot them and her...

He's not okay right now... He was melancholic and depressed since we got back, not being able to eat or drink very well. After a day or two of being back everyone in the barracks woke to screaming, he couldn't take it any more, the dreams, their faces, her face all of it. He's been an absolute wreck since then. I've spent almost the whole time with him in my arms, trying to keep him calm and collected, whispering in his ear while he's slept, happy thoughts and sweet dreams.

He's suicidal, Mom, I'm doing my best to keep him under control, we've got a watch on him at all times right now but I'm sure that with him in my arms at any time, I won't let him try. The Docs have been back and forth with him, trying to get him back on his feet. They're saying it was a nervous break down but I'm thinking that is only half of it. I think it's shell shock, it's really not pretty, Mom, I'm so sorry I couldn't look after him, I'm so so sorry... Please forgive me, Lex, Please don't disown me... I'm trying my hardest to keep myself together while doing the same for him, I don't know how much more I can take, I feel I might be on the verge of the same thing, Lex and I'm petrified...

I love you so much, I want you to know that I'm doing my best, I feel my best isn't enough but I can't give any more than I already am. Please forgive me, Lex, I don't know what ells I can do, if this is crinkled or smudged when you get this, please forgive me again... I needed a break, I'm sat at the back of the latrines as I write this and I can't stop crying, it feel s like the whole world is coming down right now, he is my world and I don't know much ells than that nowadays.

I...I've enclosed a set of dog tags in this letter, please keep them safe, they belonged to Jane. They mean so much to him now, the only Canadian he met who understood what was going on and even tried helping against her own leaders to try and bring some kind of end to it.

He breaks down every time he sees them and I didn't want to take them from him but if I don't they might just push him farther over the edge.

I'm sorry, Mom, but if anything happens to him, then I won't be coming home, I can't live without him, he's my pride and joy, the one thing that stopped me from doing it all those years ago. I'm sorry I'm telling you this, but if you get a letter addressed from the COG about him then you will be receiving another...He's too important to me to go on living without.

I've told Dad I'm sorry, but please ask him for me if it does happen that he forgive me for not being the Gear I should be and that I brought complete disrespect to your family's name for even trying to be apart of it.

Just please, if you are able to try and make it happen, please bury me next to him if it doesn't bring too much anger to your heart...

Apologize for the complete disappointment that I am.

Yours Lovingly and dearly

Yuri...

Yuri 24 – 62

April 23rd 2266 Camp Gamma Garrison Point

She scribbled off her name at the bottom of the paper, tears dropping over the page as she curled her arm over her face, trying to contain herself. As hard as she tried though, she couldn't, feeling like her life was about to spiral out of control, back to how it was before he came into her life. The tears streamed down from her face and down her arm to her elbow, each drop patting against the floor in a puddle as she wept, feeling she was about to start wailing and bring the attention of others to her.

She heard the door to the latrine open and someone step into the room, quickly stopping and listing to her sobs from the other end of the room. The voice moved back to the door and back through it, hearing the person leave and then someone calling out in the room outside, then the sound of multiple people come barging back into the room, checking some of the stalls before they got to hers, knocking on the door when they found it locked.

"hello? What's wrong? Please open the door?..." Came Denise's voice from the other side of the door.

"Are you okay in there? Come on open the door, we're here to help!" Horvat called, the sound of her hand chapping on the door following as well.

Yuri dragged herself to her feet, taking a step forward and pulling the latch on the door and pulling the door open, Denise, Horvat, Murphy and Tollen all standing in the doorway. They're faces dropped seeing her stood there shaking, her eyes puffed up as her mouth jittered as she tried to speak. Denise quickly stepped forward, latching onto her as she started to bellow, her cries echoing through the room as she dropped her weight, both of them slowly dropping to their knees as she cried with the force of an artillery barrage into her shoulder.

She shook as Denise grasped the back of her head, hushing her as she petted her. The three of them behind her all stood watching, "I Can't do this without him!" She screamed as she clutched onto Denise's shoulder, her other hand tearing into her back. "I can't loose him, I have nothing if he goes!". Her screams had the power of an earthquake on the four people in front of her, each of them looking away to the side, even Horvat having to clutch her hand over her mouth to stop herself giving into the sympathy she was feeling.

"He isn't going anywhere, Yuri, he's still here and he'll always be here for you." Denise said trying to calm her.

"Have you fucking seen him!?" She cried, "What he's tried to do!? And what he'll do again!?".

Murphy stepped away from the group, walking back along the room and out the door. Tollen watched as he went, dropping his head as he left, thinking that this was too much even for him.

The other two stood looking away as she screamed on the floor, the screams they heard being more heartfelt and deafening than any they'd heard before, even than that of dying men and women calling for their mothers as they lay mangled on the ground. A minute or so went by when the door burst open, Yuri peered up for a second to see Horvat and Tollen looking down the room at who'd just entered.

Heavy footsteps sprinted up the room before a hand snatched onto the doorway and Komms' face lurching round the frame. Denise looked back up and let go of her just as she lunged up to him, grabbing around his neck and latching her legs around his waist.

She screamed again as she held onto her love, his hand gripping her to him with the force of a vice, his other hand being more forgiving as it held her head against the side of his, letting the siren of her voice blast into his ear.

"I'm so sorry, Yuri! I can't even begin tae apologize for what I done or how I feel! But I ain't going fuckin anywhere! I fucking promise you, I ain't leavin yer side nae matter fuckin what!" He barked, his voice starting to crack as well.

Denise picked up the crinkled sob soak letter from the tiles, reading over it and dropping her spirits even more. Tollen held out his hand and when she handed him it and upon reading it he stopped half way through, looking away from it and holding it out to Horvat.

She dropped the letter to the ground as she finished, storming off out the room trying to contain herself, barging past Murphy as he stepped back into room. He walked back towards them, spotting the letter on the floor and bending over to give it a read. He read it with a stern face, his blood looking like it was boiling past the point of rage.

"Murph?" Tollen asked, before Murphy punched the mirror on the wall and shattering it over the floor. He looked down at his fist after a second and gave it a shake, trying to shake the small shards of glass that impaled themselves in his knuckles out before walking back out the room.

Yuri tried again to contain herself, feeling herself being at least partly successful as the flow of tears halved. She felt Komms grip stay just as tight as she dropped her legs from his waist so that she was hanging with her feet off the ground. He lowered her slightly so that her feet just touched the ground, then after a moment he let her down completely, loosening his grip on her back but still keeping her head to his.

"I can't do that to myself knowing what it'd do tae you, Bun, I can't be that selfish to do that, just to do more damage to you than could ever happen tae ees..." He said as he nuzzled down into her neck.

Erin 7 – 63

April 30th Camp Gamma Garrison Point

It had been a week since Yuri had broken down and now both of them were on suicide watch, just as a precaution. They done their best to keep the two of them together, knowing they made it easier on each other and it made it simpler to watch them.

She sat on the bed diagonally opposite them, she wasn't on watch she just wasn't able to sleep. Maybe it was just worrying to much about them but she hadn't had much sleep in the past week at all. She sat with the lamp on next to her, her eyes glued on the two on the bed, cradled in each others arms refusing to let go. As much as it saddened her to see Yuri go through what she did and still is, she was glad to see that there was something that brought Komms round from.

Through the peaceful silent gaps between the snores in the room she looked over at the clock, 01:26. She guessed she might as well try again to sleep, but she knew that even though her eyes stung she wouldn't be able to peacefully drift off into a peaceful slumber.

She struck a match along the surface of the bedside table, lighting a cigarette she pulled from the pack that lay there, taking a draw as the flame hit the end of it, puffing out a cloud of smoke that soon got sucked away into the ventilation system. She waved the match out, placing it in the ashtray with the rest of the sticks and fag butts, taking another draw as she watched the two, rather jealously of their attachment to each other. She dealt with it though, she loved them dearly, wishing she could be as big apart of the relationship as the two of them where but she knew why that wasn't happening. She pulled a sad smile, sulking over the reasons but still being glad she was still apart of it.

She cocked her head to the door as she heard the handle creak round, slowly sliding open so that it didn't make much noise then the outline of a head leaning through it. She squinted at the figure but through the darkness she couldn't make it out as it stepped into the room and started to walk round the table in the middle of the room towards her. Her eyes followed the dark silhouette as it got closer and as it stepped into the light of the lamp Horvat's face came into view. She stood in front of her for a moment, utterly silent as she tried to find her words, Erin noticing that she was only in her underwear, raising a brow at her as she noticed. She knew Horvat wasn't one to shy her body away, not caring if someone gave her a gander or if she had something showing seeming more flattered than anything when someone noticed.

Horvat then sat down and sighed as she failed to speak, running a hand up her arm to her shoulder and leaning in next to her ear, "Tsosie?... I'd like to ask a favour, if that would be okay?" She whispered, "I...I'm in need of a little release, Sweety, is there... any chance you could help me out?" She asked, sounding rather embarrassed.

Erin felt herself lean back away from her for a second, not out of repulse but more out of awe. She never expected her to ask anything like that reality, even with her past comments. She gave her a look up and down, noticing her trembling hand clamped between her thighs as she sat there completely tense. Horvat bit her lip, waiting for an answer, her expression seeming more and more needing with every passing second. She'd spoke with Yuri about it before hand, if anything was to happen she was happy for her to branch out and possibly find someone of her own. She would be sad if she went full monogamous like Komms, but she would definitely be happy for her.

She cupped Horvat's cheek in her palm, as she stubbed her fag out in the ashtray, turning back to her and placing a gentle kiss on her lips, followed by another and another. She ran her fingers through the stubble of her hair till her fingers met the back of her Mohawk, pulling the two of them together and she quietly kissed her. She massaged her hand up Horvat's side, relaxing and loosening her muscles as she reached up for her chest, massaging her breast round in a circle, tweaking her nipple from side to side between the sides of her fingers.

She fell back on the bed, Horvat following her down as they danced their lips together in a tango, running their hands over each other, doing their best to stay as quiet as possible. They started to grapple each other, Horvat rubbing her crotch against hers, grinding her down into the bed as Erin ran her hands over and gripped onto Horvat's muscles, imagining it was Komms, feeling so similar in make up as she felt the fibres of her muscles tense and loosen with her movements.

She never thought her lips and skin would be so soft, imagining them to be tough and gritted with the years of abuse and combat experience. She broke the bond between them and looking longingly into her eyes as she done the same, "I think we should go somewhere... More private, Sarge." She whispered, Horvat's eyes looking like they got the same feeling.

The two of them drew themselves from the bed, sneaking towards the door, holding hands as they went. They closed the door as quietly as they could as they snuck out the door, making their way towards the latrine and giggling to each other as they passed through the door.

Horvat leaned herself up against a sink, pointing Erin to sit on the ground opposite her against one of the toilet stalls. She slid herself down the wall and onto the floor, sat with a leg laying across the floor and the other curled up and tilted off to the side. "You want to show me those cute little cupcakes you have there, Sweety?" She asked as she cradled her breasts in her forearm, her other hand scratching it's way down her belly to her pants.

She ran her hands up to her pants from her knees, passing by her crotch and pinching at her vest, slowly pulling it up, exposing her skin inch by inch. As it reached the underside of her breasts she pulled the vest up so that it tugged and stretched slightly trying to get over them and after a large enough tug her breasts burst out from under it, bouncing to the freedom of the open air, jiggling around from side to side as she pulled her vest off over her head. She played with them a little, looking up at Horvat as she done so, watching her hand move over her pants, starting to circulate and rub down between her legs.

She slid her hand down from her breasts, imitating Horvat's movements as she played with herself, eventually plucking up the courage to slip her fingers into her pants, leaning her head back against the wall as she touched her skin.

"Listen, I know we had a little wresting match through there and I know you're involved with Delgraza and Medvedev but... Would it be okay for me to have a little sample, Sweety?" She asked, looking down at Erin's breasts as she asked.

Erin pushed herself back up the stall wall, and walked towards her, flaunting her hips. She looked up at her, reaching up and wrapping her arms around her head and squeezing her tongue between her lips, running them along her teeth before meeting hers. Horvat crouched down a bit, reaching round behind her knees and picking her up, Erin let go of around her neck and slid back into her other arm, sliding her hand down her belly and back into her pants, feeling herself getting a little wet as she wormed her fingers inside herself. Horvat lifter her higher and she let out a little moan as she lightly licked her breast, then kissing onto her nipple for a while. Horvat threw her legs up a little, landing them on her elbow and forearm, working her fingers past her underwear, mopping up some of her juices before slowly worming her finger between her cheeks. She let out a little gasp as she reached the second knuckle of her finger, then again when she'd managed to get it all the way inside, leaning her head back into the air as she slowly relinquished her finger from her and slid it back in again.

Horvat pulled her lips from her breast with a pop and lowering her down so she could do the same to her. She obliged and began to suckle on her breast like a baby, softly moaning as they both played with her. She dropped her breast from her lips and looked up again at her, she leaned back up towards her, meeting her tongue halfway and massaging her lips for a moment before they broke apart again.

"I never... Never expected you to be so so passionate, Sarge..." She said, sucking up the small dribble of slaver that dropped down her lip and chin.

"It's Delilah, Sweety... But you can call me Mommy for tonight." She said back, her eyes burning with passion.

She smiled back towards her, leaning in again as she went back for another kiss, "Okay Mommy, I... I hope I've not been a bad girl tonight?..." She said as their lips met again.

"Mmrphh...Quite the contrary, Baby, you're being quite the help tonight..." She moaned back as their lips broke their bond.

"Everyone always thinks that with the way I act, I want nothing more than to devastate whoever I get into bed with... I really just love passion, Tsosie... I love to relish in the loving embrace of people, to dissect every little ounce of how soft their inner self is... as if I were the person they loved most in the world at that moment in time... A soft... Passionate... Touch, is what I love the most in the world." She said as she lowered her back down, letting her suckle again on her nipple, Erin raising her hand to her other breast and massaging it as well, playing with her single piercing and twisting it a little between her finger tips.

"There we go, Dear, not to rough now, Mommy's sensitive tonight..."she said, feeling her bite a little on her nipple.

Erin relished in the taste of her skin, the salt of her sweat and the delectable texture of her skin, rimming her tongue around her nipple as she sucked on it, but after a few moments she started to think if felt a little weird, feeling herself get a little uncomfortable and pulling her mouth from her tit again, "Delilah?..." she asked. "Yes, Darling?" She replied.

"Umm, I don't want to sound like a kink shamer,but... Why like this?" She asked nervously.

Delilah pulled a motherly smile looking down at her, "Oh, Sweety, I'm barren and I always wanted a child, I've never found the right one either and I'd hate to raise a child alone, knowing that I'd either have to choose between working myself to the bone to provide or not being able to give enough just to spend time with them... It's a motherly embrace I feel I might never get to fulfil... I don't always do this, just tonight I felt I really wanted to... I'm... I'm sorry if I'm making this to uncomfortable for you, Dear..." She explained, starting to look a little flushed.

She looked down at her breasts again and smiled to herself before looking back up at her, "In that case, Mommy... I'd love to make you feel whole..." She said before she went back to suckling, feeling Delilah hold her a bit closer as she rocked her side to side in her arms.

A few minutes later she felt something run down her hand down to her elbow, then the same liquid start to pass by her lips and fill her mouth. She angled her brows, popping her breast from her mouth and swallowing the liquid. It tasted creamy, a hint of sugar and a warm feeling starting to emanate through her as she felt it hit her stomach.

She looked up at her again, seeing her face go beetroot as she looked down in shock.

"I..I..I..I'm so sorry, Tsosie!... I haven't done that... in... I don't know if I've ever don't hat before!..." She whimpered, looking off to the side away from her. She licked the milk from the back of her hand, licking her lips as she took the traces from her skin. "Mommy?..." She asked, getting her to look back down at her.

"You're delicious... D... Do you want me to..." She asked, trying to find the right words to describe what she would do. Delilah's eyes light up as she asked, the look of shock fading from her fae, but her cheeks going ever more rosy. "P... Please, Dear..." She asked back.

She looked back at the teat she'd been massaging and the small droplet of mild that hung from the end of it, slowly reaching back towards it and plucking it with her tongue before she grasped her again, lightly sucking on it before she put more effort into it, repeatedly filling her mouth with her milk, feeling more and more comfortable than she ever had before, guessing this must be what a baby felt like when it fed from it's mother, exactly what it felt like.

"Is that good, Baby? You like Mommy's milk that much? I hope there's enough there to satisfy you my little golden angel." Delilah said softly, still cradling her from side to side, bouncing her around slightly as if she was an actual baby.

Erin moaned a response back, indicating that she was loving it. The texture of her milk was encapsulating, the taste even more so, wishing she could drink it every day with every meal.

"What does it taste like, my Darling?" She asked, to which Erin filled her mouth again and met lips with her, passing it over and watching as she swirled it round in her mouth then swallowed it, letting the after taste settle in. "That's... Actually quite pleasant..." She said as Erin got back to it.

She opened her eyes and looked up as she fed, feeling something drip into her, seeing a couple of tears run down from Delilah's chin as she smiled down at her, her eyes no longer lusting for anything, rather they burned with a weird look of motherly affection. "T..Thank you, Tsosie... I..I..I never thought I'd get to experience this, it's what I always wanted to know what it felt like to let a child feed from me, I'll never truly get to have my own to have the experience with... This means so much to me, Tsosie... T..thank you so... so much, my little golden child... My little ray of sunshine..." She choked, before closing her eyes and dropping her head down onto her chest.

Erin felt strangely relaxed as she sobbed over her, every drop making her forget all of her sorrows and every mouthful making her eyes heavier and heavier until her eyes finally closed and she felt herself drift off as her lips popped from her teat.

Delilah cheerfully looked down on her temporarily adopted child, then feeling rather perverted when she realised she was still inside her, quickly slipping her finger out and dropping them down to the floor, laying her out and pulling Erin's hand from her own pants, slipping her vest back over her and quickly running off to grab a top herself.

She came back when she was half way dressed, picking her back up and getting to experience another one of her desires, to carry her sleeping child to her bed after they fell asleep, creeping back into 2-3's barrack and over to the bed, sitting her down on it while she slumped against her shoulder, flipping back the covers and sliding her under it before tucking her in and giving her a kiss on the head good night.

Erin 8 – 64

April 30th Camp Gamma Garrison Point

She woke in the morning with Yuri and Komms sat over her, Yuri caressing her hair while Komms gazed down at her from the chair he'd pulled up. "Mornin, Champagne, you must eh had quite the adventure last night?" Komms chuckled, seeing her head drift from side to side and she pushed herself up with her elbows.

"Huh? W...Was I dreaming?..." She asked in her haze.

"Was what a dream, Dear?" Yuri asked, still smiling at her.

"I... I don't know... I feel like I had the weirdest dream, that me and Horvat..." she mumbled.

"Oooohhh, so that's who you toddled off with last night?" Yuri asked quizzically.

Erin squinted her eyes as she blinked the morning blur from eyes, "So... So that wasn't a dream then?..." She hazed.

"I don't think it was, Dear, what did you two do?" She asked.

"Aye, we both woke up when we heard someone sneaking out the room?." Komms replied.

"Well,we..." She hesitated.

"Awww, now that's sweet, Erin. I'm glad you're branching out and making... Friends." Yuri cooed, brushing her fingers through her hair. "How was she? She must've taken a lot out of you for you to have slept this long?" She asked again.

She looked round at the clock as Yuri's fingers lightly scratching her scalp. She blinked a couple times again, letting her vision adjust more. 15:12, read the clock.

"Huh... We... We never actually got that far..." She said, looking at the clock.

"Hmm? How dea ye mean?" Asked Komms.

"We... Well... I don't know if it's right of me to say, I'm not sure if Delilah would be to happy..." She said.

"Delilah? Is that her first name?" Yuri quizzed.

"Y.. Yeah... It's as soft as she is... She was so loving and passionate with what we did do... I... I never thought she could be so gentle..." She said, pulling a smile across her face as she thought back to the early hours of the morning, dreaming of the taste of her again and her motherly tones.

"That might explain why she came back in tae drop that off." Komms aid, pointing over to her side table and the large bottle of milk sat there, with a folded up note underneath it.

She rubbed her eyes before she reached out fro the bottle, picking it up and feeling it being at room temperature, getting a faint smell of her perfume off it, making her curl a smile across her face before putting the bottle down and reading the note.

Tsosie

That was one of the most meaningful experiences anyone could have ever given me, thank you so much for that. I know there's a bit of an age difference between us, but I would love if you wanted to get together for a drink at some point. I felt a real connection between us last night though I'm not sure if that was just because of the experience or not. Since last night I haven't been able to think of anything other than you.

You're a beautiful woman, and a ray of sunshine, I managed to fill a bottle for you, seeing how much you enjoyed it last night, enjoy.

Delilah

She held the note to her chest as she finished reading it, feeling a tear form in her eye as she smiled. Yuri's hand landed on her shoulder as she smiled at the foot of her bed. "Everything okay, Love?" She asked.

"Y...Yeah... I... I think I just got asked out..." She said, her voice sounding a little choked.

Komms chuckled at the notion, giving her a smile afterwards, "I never would eh thought that, lass, though I guess she could make a gid match up fur ye, knowin how she can be." He said, leaning forward on the back of the chair taking a draw of his cigarette.

She looked again at the bottle, folding up the note and placing it on the able and pulling the cork from the top, smelling the aroma before taking a sip. She started feeling all warm and fuzzy inside as it hit her stomach, wanting to go and see her.

She corked the bottle back up, placing it on the table, Yuri went to have a look at the note, but she snatched at her hand, recoiling back when she realised.

Yuri yelped, as she ripped her hand away from the note, Erin clutching her hand to her chest.

"I..I'm sorry! I...I!..." She yelped back as Yuri relaxed her expression.

"No Erin, I'm sorry, I tried to read it without permission, I'm sorry..." She said, rubbing over her hand.

They sat for a minute in an awkward silence before Komms' broke the silence, "So... How about ye get yerseln lookin semi respectable and ye go pay yer new missus a visit?" He asked, trying to break the awkwardness.

Erin looked between the two, then over at the note that sat on the table, picking it up again and scanning over it a second time. She smiled again before she slid round on the bed, placing the letter down and grabbing her trousers that sat folded on the floor.

After pulling them on and belting up, she strapped on her boots and stood up, lighting a cig as she done so, she turned and gave the two of them a wide smile before she toddled towards the door, stopping as she heard Yuri call over, "You forgot her letter!".

"Just pop it under the bottle for me!" She called back as she looked round, then pulling open the door and stepping out into the hall. She looked over at 2-4 barrack, seeing Delilah stood there facing away from her while she chatted to Murphy and Gaz.

She stepped up behind her, neither Murphy nor Gaz realising she was there. She tapped the Sergeant on the shoulder, hearing her stop her conversation mid sentence and turn around to see her standing there. Her eyes light up as she seen her, quickly turning round to the other two and asking for a minute alone, both of them shrugging and wondering through into the barrack and continuing through there.

Erin stood there as she face away for a moment, then when she turned around her eyes were filled more with dread than happiness. "Y... You got my note I hope?" She asked nervously, her cheeks going red again.

She replied with a nod, not showing much expression on her face at all as she looked up at the woman. "S...So... w...would you... like to go fur a drink at some point?" She stuttered, feeling rather regretful of what they done seeing her expression.

She raised her hand beckoning her to lean down to her, placing her hand to the side of her mouth as she leaned into Delilah's ear. She stayed silent for a moment, then answered her with a quick kiss in the cheek then standing back up, Horvat doing the same, a slightly confused but happy look on her face. "So I take that... as a yes?" She asked, still sounding very confused.

Erin looked down at Delilah's boots fro a moment, then back up to her with a smile, a loving look in her eye. Horvat opened her mouth to say something as a smile started to curve across her mouth when Erin jumped on her, wrapping her arms around her neck and her legs around her belly, kissing her deeply.

Delilah's arms flew up, outstretching behind her trying to keep her balance as she stumbled backwards past the door, Both Gaz and Murphy jumping over to see what was happening, calling out to them as they stuck their heads out the doorway.

Delilah finally regained her balance and started to return her kiss wrapping her arms up under her legs and backside to hold her up. Gaz and Murphy just stared at the two as neither of them answered, Delilah then turning and leaning back up against the wall as she embraced her new love, both of them gong back and forth with their kiss until they'd ran out of breath, breaking their lips apart and staring into each others eyes.

The dark brown hue of Delilah's contrasting with the bright baby blue of Erin's as the two of them leaned their heads onto each others. "I... I'd love that drink, Delilah..." Erin panted, delivering another kiss to her parted lips.

"How... How about we start with c...coffee and some lunch?..." She replied

"That...That works for me... babe..." She panted again before she grappled her lips to hers again.

They sat at a table in the mess together as they both tore into a pair of ration packs, both of them finding it hard to find something to say, but smiling up at each other between their mouthfuls of food. Erin poured another glass of the milk that she'd given her, gulping down half the glass after she re corked the bottle again.

"Y... You do actually like it then?" Delilah asked, pulling a grateful smile as she licked a coating of milk from her top lip.

"It's... One of the nicest things I've ever tasted... I'd... I'd like to try it again at some point..." She nervously replied.

"Oh!... I... I don't think that'd be a problem, Dear..." She responded, sounding just as nervous.

They both went back to eating, slowly making their way through their food as Murphy stepped towards them from the serving table with a pack of his own.

He stood to the side of them with his tray and pack, "Mind if I sit,with yous?" He asked, feeling a little intrusive.

Both of them smiled at him, Delilah pulling the seat on his side out for him. He sat down and opened up his pack, opening up a could of the tins and scooping it's contents out onto the tray and grabbing his fork.

He looked between the two of them then shook his head smiling and taking a bite. "Oh and what have you got to say?" Delilah Joked, setting back in her chair, trying to relax.

"Oh, nothing of that calibre, Sergeant, I just never expected something so sudden is all." He said before taking another bite of his food. "but you know what I'm going to say, Horvat, it's nothing personal on my end, just the fact that we were both privates together I just want to make sure you know what might happen." He said, putting down his fork and sitting back, "It wouldn't be the first time on either subject.".

Erin looked between the two of them as she took another drink, looking a little confused. "Wha...what's the matter?" She asked.

Delilah sighed, then slid her hand over on top of hers. "I hate to say it, Erin, but... there's still a lot of people out there who can't handle other people's happiness..." She said, her eyes looking a little downtrodden.

"How do you mean? I don't really follow." She said, looking even more confused.

"You see, Private, I don't care what race, sex, political or religious side of view you come from, I'm a soldier, not a cleric, but there's a lot of people out there... Who for one, take a big disliking to the fact you're both women... For some reason your gender matters when you find someone you like, some other people might have a problem with eh fact that you're eighteen and she's twenty seven... Others have a problem with both... As I said, I couldn't care, less, I'm here to give orders and make sure you don't get your head blown off." Murphy explained.

She looked down at her food, realising that she hadn't even thought about it before, "I... I guess I never thought about it... I just done what made me happy..." she mumbled.

Delilah squeezed her hand looking across at her lovingly with a smile. "I don't care either, Darling, I like you and I want to be closer with you..." She said as Erin looked back up into her eyes.

She pulled the same smile back, feeling her stomachs tart to tie knots in itself as she gazed into her eyes. "I.. I guess it was just that when I was in school, not many people cared about who anyone loved in that respect, unless it was, like, someone who was bullied for whatever reason, like Yuri, she got it bad in school, Komms took exception to that and the first day he came to the school knocked the teeth out of one of the people who gave it her worst. Then again, even with what you said before Dy, I never really thought about age either, I liked you for you and how you made me happy..." She said, taking a breath, "Even with me and Yuri, I... I never had any complaints about us?".

Murphy looked at her before taking another mouthful of food again, "That might be a generational thing, either that or you just lucked out and ended up being surrounded by people who didn't care that much, cause I can name a few people even in this platoon who aren't that happy with it." Murphy said, his voice getting rather boiled.

"Permission to kick seven shades of shit out of them if they start anything. LT?" Horvat asked.

"I can only give permission to that if it's in self defence, I can't let you do that for words, but I can give them latrine and PT." He responded.