"Medic! Medic we need a medic here!"

Jay ran toward the sound of the screaming, he saw a trooper shoulder-carrying his comrade behind the shelter of a half destroyed wall.

He slid down on his knees as the trooper set the wounded man down, as soon as his head hit the back of the wall he screamed.

The trooper that had rescued him looked like he didn't want to leave, he stood hovering beside his friend and occasionally looking behind him.

Jay took his helmet off to help him see better, then removed the wounded man's helmet to ease breathing.

There was a huge hole in his armour near the bottom of his rib cage. Jay carefully peeled away the armour and the man screamed again. As soon as it was clear Jay saw why: two of his ribs had been shattered, the fragments gathering inside his kidney.

Jay knew he couldn't do anything at the moment with his field kit. Putting his helmet back on and kneeling beside him he announced loud enough for his friend to hear.

"I need to get him out of here."

"I'll cover you."

This was the dangerous part, running with his back to the chaos. The friend he knew not the name of provided cover behind him as he carried the injured soldier on his shoulders.

The medlifter was close, Jay was almost there and he continued to hear his brother's laboured breathing in his ear. He was going into shock.

He was going to die.

Jay sped up faster, stumbling but he kept on. Blaster bolts were all around him on every side.

He heard, but didn't feel one strike flesh. The man he carried fell silent and Jay could see blood spilling from his left leg now, it was hanging down.

I'm not letting you die. Not you. Not like Blaze.

He reached the medlifter and the doctors inside took the brother from his shoulders. Jay watched as they applied a "4" to his armour.

He might make it.

The medlifter took to the sky and Jay watched a second, then turned back to the battle.

Jay watched the trooper that was covering him come stumbling up to him.

"I think he'll be fine." Jay said relieved, putting a hand through his hair.

"Thanks, Vode."

"Jay.I'm Jay."

"They call me Ray. That was my brother Dang. We're from the 100th."

"501st."

"If you got a moment could you bind my ankle, I think I twisted it again. I know in fact. I've done it too much."

Jay nodded and had him sit down behind cover. A simple injury like this maybe wasn't protocal, but he needed a break.

Ray's boot came off and revealed a swollen lateral malleolus, and also, that Ray's boot hadn't completely stopped a large piece of took care of that first with barely a wince from Ray.

Reaching into his pack Jay brought out the underdressing, spraying Ray's foot with anti-stick and wrapping many times around his ankle and then adding lateral straps of moleskin. Finally he added standard white tape atop it all, ripping it with his teeth after measuring it.

"Thanks."Ray breathed and slid his boot on over it. He stood up and took a few test steps, only slightly favoring it.

"Ice it when you get back."

"If I get back."Ray muttered.

"Well you need to see Dang again don't you?"

"You're right. I am going to stick by you, Jay, you seem a good guy."

They stepped out from behind their protection and into the fray. Shrugging his pack back on Jay lifted his blaster.

Not ten minutes later he heard,"Medic! Medic we need a medic here!"

"Rinse and repeat I guess."He groaned and said to Ray, inside the comfort of his helmet.

"I'll cover you."

Jay ran toward the sound of the screaming.