A week later

"Fucking. Fuck. Fucker. Hell. Bitch. Shit fucker." I cursed lying on the ground. I got pissed when Grif ganged up on me with Tucker asking me to 'Dance on their laps like a sexy demon.' As they had put it.

Then Tucker proceeded to smack my ass,whilst Grif squeezed my breast. I then Got so pissed I punched Grif in the head, however because of his armor, I split my knuckle.

Though, now I'm starting to think I may have done much worse. The entire area was swelling and bruised. As well as the fact that I couldn't move my middle and ring finger.

"Aahhhhhhooooowwww. FUCKING BULLSHIT!" I shouted in pain. I heard footsteps and looked up to see Sarge. "What's wrong now little lady?"he asked sincerely.

I told him the story.

"Why I oughta. SIMMONS!" He shouted across the canyon angrily."within seconds the dorky cyborg was at his side. "Uh yes sir?" He asked worriedly. "Where is Grif?"

"I think he's taking a nap out under the warthog sir." Sarge started grumbling under his breath before motioning to me." "I think my little princess here broke her hand. Go patch her up. Oh, and ignore any screams of pain you hear in the next thirty to forty minutes." He ordered walking away. Simmons saluted. "Yes sir!" Before turning to me.

"Gee what happened?" I sighed standing up. Wincing as my hand moved. "I punched Grifs helmet." I said simply. Simmons flinched ''Yeesh what'd he do?"

As we walked towards red base I told him about Tucker's and Grifs constant harassment. And how I honestly was so unbelievably fed up with it.

He sat me down on a counter and started work on cleaning and wrapping my hand. As he did, pained screaming could be heard echoing around the canyon. Grifs pained screaming. I smiled at it. Simmons chuckled at my sadisticness.

"Hey why is Grif screaming?" I looked up from my hand to see Wash. I smiled. "Oh you know, Sarge is taking care of some things for me." "Uh huh, what do- oh what happened to your hand?" He asked noticing the bloody appendage that Simmons was busily cleaning for me.

"She broke her hand punching Grif after he and Tucker groped her." As Simmons spoke Wash set his jaw on edge. "Really? Huh, excuse me for a moment I also have some things to take care of for You." I cocked an eyebrow curiously. Then I heard him shouting.

"I SAID SPRINTS PRIVATE TUCKER. AND MAKE THEM DOUBLE TWELVE LAPS AROUND THE CANYON."

"I'm going to spit in your next meal! And it's not gonna be spit! If you know what I'm talking about!" I heard shouted in reply.

"YOU EVER TOUCH SABRINA AGAIN AND YOUR NEXT MEAL WILL BE YOUR OWN HAND!"

"What the fuck?! That's all kinds of-"

"MOVE YOUR ASS PRIVATE TUCKER!"

Washington walked back in a few seconds later. Clearing his throat slightly. "Ehem. Sorry about that.". "Awwwe Wash. That was so sweet." I cooed smiling. Both men looked at me confused.

"Sweet? Uh Sabrina he was yelling quite loudly at Tucker to run around the canyon, because he, oh. Yeah that was really sweet Wash. Awe" Simmons said smiling. Finishing up on my hand wrap. I give him my thanks and hop off the table, just Wash steps forwards and takes my hand. Inspecting it.

"Yeah, you definitely broke these two fingers. And I think your index is fractured. You must have one hell of a right hook." I grin broadly at that. "Thanks." He smiles lightly, looking into my green eyes. I look back into his stormy blue ones.

"Ehem, well. If you two are done with whatever that is. Sarge is back." I turned my gaze to Simmons. "Hmm?" Before walking out of the base to see A Whining Grif being forced to kneel on the ground.

"And if you ever, ever touch a pretty little hair on her head again without both her and MY say so. I will chop off your dick and use it for fertilizer in Simmon's garden." He threatened as I walked up.

"Oh! Sabrina! I'm so glad to see you! I'm so sososo sorry! It'll never happen again. Just get this crazy old man away from me. I pretend to think about it before quoting him when I asked him to leave me alone earlier. "Nah I don't think so sugar tits, this is more fun." I smirk and walk away, hearing him cry out. "Aw! Come on. Ow! Stop hitting me you psychotic old man!"

"What was that?" "Stop hitting me you psychotic old man, Sir!"

I hear Wash walk up behind me. I turn and smile. "Hey, thanks though. Really. About the Tucker thing." "Yeah it's no biggy. All in a days work, for an awesome ex freelancer like me." He grinned cheesily and stretched his arms out. Before throwing me a wink.

I let my jaw drop. "Agent Washington, are you flirting with me?" He shrugs. "Nah, just letting you in on the facts."

He then steps closer, "fact of the matter is. I like you Sai. A lot. Now granted, I'm not ready to be in a relationship with you." "Me Either." "I will, protect you as need be. You can always count on that."

I smile and lean up to peck good cheek. "Aw thanks Wash. That's sweet. Though no offense I'm not really looking for a relationship. So.." I trail off looking at the ground. He speaks, "yeah I understand. Like I said, I'm not either. However." I look up at him.

He looks almost embarrassed before he suggests. "I mean, we could always have a different set up?"

"How so?" I cock and eyebrow, I have a pretty good idea what his idea is, but I'm not sure.

"Um, Friends with, benefits?" He scratches the back of his head awkwardly. I giggle. "Sweet. I'm good with that." "Wait really?!"he looks up. I shrugged, "Yeah. I mean I've gotta say it's a pretty good set up to be honest. He grins. "Awesome. Alright."

We both stay silent for a few more moments before I ask. "You wanna go cash in on some benefits?"

"Yes."

We both walk back up to base. Snickering to ourselves. Both of us Giddy from our... Earlier activities.

It's around midday, and seeing as my right hand is out of commission, it's the perfect opportunity to train knife throwing with my left hand.

I go to my little training cove and set up a wooden board. Then stand back around 10 feet and start throwing knives in. The first, two dozen times I'm awkward with it, and if they don't hit the board hilt first, then they don't even hit the board.

Then they gradually start to get better, actually sticking into the board.

After about two hours I was managing to land them on target. I fist pump excitedly before packing up the weaponry and storing it away.

I then wander back towards blue Base. Wondering what the Bluetards and Washington were up to.

"Uh, bro, I went through Basic ages ago. True soldier, standin' right here." "What is the UNSC motto?" "When in doubt, rub one out.

"I am going, to break you, Private Tucker."

"Oooh, I'm shaking in my armor."

"What's going on here?" I ask walking up. Tucker points at me accusingly, "Why doesn't she have to do this training bullshit?!"

"OK one, she's a civilian not a solider. Two her hand is broken. And three, she JUST got back from Working out, she's been training on her OWN Much harder than you have." "Bow chicka bow wow."

I rolled my eyes at him and looked around. There was some sort of tunnel with two traffic cones at the entrance. "What's that?" I ask casually.

"That, is an elaborate obstacle course designed to test both your reflexes, and your mettle." Washington answered proudly. I'm taking it that he built this.

"Uhh, like, copper?" Asked Tucker. I rolled my eyes "No that's metal; He said mettle." Tucker rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "Whatever." Wash winked at me, "on your mark, get set." He the aimed his gun at Tucker and shot him in the ass.

"shit! Ohow, okay, I'm going." He took off into the tunnel I heard gun shots and shouting from within.

"So, hows training going?" I asked. He shrugged, Tucker's stubborn and Caboose is, well. He's still pretty upset." I nodded, "yeah." "Hey, you wouldn't happen to know where Carolina and Church went would ya?" I nodded, "Actually yeah, it was at the end of last season. Some people have been buying and selling some freelance equipment and Carolina wanted to put a stop to it. Church then talked about saying goodbye first, but she told him but too. That it'd just make it harder on them." He looked at me. An unreadable expression on his face.

"Oh. Alright. Thanks." He smiles at me, but I can tell he's hurting inside. I lay a hand on his shoulder gently and smile.

Then a series of ringing bells goes off. An I look to see Tucker having come out on the other side. Hands on his knees breathing heavily. Unable to make words. Washington immediately brightened up.

"Congratulations Private, that time was, ...adequate, for a, beginner." I snickered. It had been about four minutes I'd say. "I, what was- hguh, I don't-" Wash smirked evilly. "Just an adrenaline rush Tucker, it'll wear off."

"I'm, I'm..." "Shaking in your armor?" I started laughing. Tucker being completely out of breath, Washington's subtle prods at him. It was too much.

"You, ugh. Huh try to. Heh hueh do better." I held my chin up high. "Alright I will, With a broken hand." Wash chuckled and walked away from the panting man. Handing me a gun. "You'll need this."

"Alright, on your mark. Get set, and."*smack* He smacked my ass. I gave him a look as I started running.

I leap over some sand bags to start. Next I see 5 cones lined in a wall. I manage to shoot three.

I climb a barricade-

Weave through mines-

Dodge a shit ton of bullets-

Run through some desert with tanks and people and cliffs and air ships-

Drive a warthog down a hall-

Before bursting out with the sound of bells.

"Oh what the fuck." I fall over panting. Feeling 'Stitches' in my sides.

Wash and Tucker walk over to wear I'm panting on the ground. "Haha suck it bitch! Not as easy as it looks?" "Go. Hueh. Fuck. Heh. Your. Huh. Self."

"I wouldn't say anything to her Tucker, she's a civilian with a broken hand and she did Two minutes better than you."

I manage to prop myself up on my elbows. "Ha, who's a bitch now?"

"Oh boy oh boy oh hello, hello!" Caboose runs up to us.

"Caboose, glad to see you're feeling better, I've got a little exercise for you. Inside this cave is an elaborate obstacle course designed to-" he didn't get to finish as Caboose ran inside. Followed with the sound of Gunshots and explosions. Then, seemingly without delay he runs out the other side. NO TIME having passed at all.

"Okay now that was fun how'd I do so good now no more questions thank you goodbye!" He then took off in the other direction.

"Um." I said dumbstruck. "...I think that's enough training for today." Wash spoke slowly. Still contemplating what just happened.

"[Yeah]" Tucker and I answer in sync.

"Uh, I'm, gonna go work on the comm tower."

"[Yeah]".

::: AUTHOR NOTE:::

Hey guys! Hello, yes it is me.

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~AlexisMarie626