Roxie grunted as she hauled her bag onto the train. It wasn't light, seeing as it had absolutely everything she needed in it. She groaned as she petted her aching forehead which had been annoying her since she woke up in the Engineer's room. She had thanked Dell for his hospitality and asked him how she got there. When he told her that the Scout had dropped her off when she was unconscious, Roxie had growled and cursed both Ethan, and herself. The fight between them was clear in her memory, and she had to admit, she had got her ass kicked. She cracked her knuckles as she sat down in a cart at the back of the Train, but jumped out of her skin when she saw that in the fenced off section to her right was a very much awake RED Sniper. Roxie was about to jump up and talk to him, when the door to her left slid open and Dell Conagher strode in. He nodded his greetings at her and then he froze, obviously noticing Jack. He went to turn around but after a minute of mentally fighting with himself, sat down next to the Listener. "Howdy Rox. Where are tha others?" he asked as he pushed his bag under the seat next to hers. "In tha cart two up from this one," she replied, motioning in the direction of the other RED Members. Dell grunted, "Oh. So, we're off to Dustbowl huh? Gonna be hot." Roxie nodded, "Yeah, but we'll be foine." The Engineer nodded absent-mindedly before reaching into his bag and pulling out a small gadget similar to his construction pad he used to build his machines.
The cart suddenly jerked, and after a few moments the train had set off at top speed. Roxie grinned and looked out the window to look at the fading RED base. "G'bye Tuefort, hello Dustbowl," Roxie muttered as she watched the passing scenery. Dell chuckled and nodded once again, but she noticed his grin faded as he glanced at the Sniper. Roxie followed his gaze and saw that Jack had both of his hands hand-cuffed to the chair to prevent him from moving. He was staring out of the window ahead of him, and instantly the Listener wondered what thoughts were running through his head. She shook her head to avert her stare and sat back in her chair. A small growl from the Engineer caught her attention and only then did she realize he had stood up and was in the process of leaving. He slammed the door shut firmly, leaving Roxie and Jack in the fairly awkward silence. Slowly, she stood up and made her way over to the door, certain that she didn't want to be on her own with him. "Wait, Roxie, don't go" the gravelly voice from behind her pleaded. Slowly she turned around, "Why did you do it Jack?" she asked, her words as plain and clear as still water. His head dropped, "Oi didn't. I-I know that ye saw it, but you have to believe me." The man's voice was pleading, which Roxie was not expecting from the man who attacked their Medic and killed their Engineer. Yet, for some reason, she trusted him. Slowly, the half-blind girl turned around to face him. "What do you mean you didn't do it?" She asked doubtfully, eyes narrowing under her blind fold. Jack sighed, "I… Oi just didn't do it; maybe I wasn't in my right mind... I wouldn't know..." She saw his head drop so it was resting against his chest and his shoulder's sag. A pang of pity for the other Australian rocketed through her and she found herself walking towards him, "Alright, against all the odds, I believe ya." His head lifted up and he smiled, "Ya do? Thanks Sheila." He seemed relieved but as he went to move he was stopped once again by the tight cuffs around his wrist.
Roxie stepped back and looked around, noticing that there were a pair of keys hanging from a hook next to the door. With a smile, she grabbed them and stood at the door into Jacks own little prison. "Can I trust you not to move?" She asked, holding the keys in her grasp. The Sniper vigorously nodded, "I won't move, I promise." She went ahead and cautiously opened the door with the keys, before heading in and shutting the door behind her. Jack frowned slightly, "What're you doin'?" Roxie flicked through the keys, "Getting you outta these cuffs." With a few clicks, the steel bonds fell with a thud from the man's wrists. Roxie nodded at him, "We've got a long way to Dustbowl, so have a good sleep- God knows you'll need it with Solly at'cha." Jack smiled weakly at the reminder, "Thanks for this Shelia..."
~ Three hours pass, its midnight at Dustbowl Train Station-
The train doors were pulled open slowly and out stepped Ethan, followed by Dell, Burns, Fabien, Ivan, Friday and Roxie. The weary mercenaries trudged along towards the path to their base for the next fortnight, but suddenly a loud crash erupted from the train behind them. "What in Sam Hill..." Dell grumbled. The seven members of RED turned around, to see an agitated Jane Doe roughly push Jack out of the train. The Sniper tumbled forward and even though he was quick to his feet- Doe was faster and caught the Australian in a harsh headlock. "Let me go, ya yel-" Jack sneered before the headlock got tighter. "Shut your traitor mouth Sheila, or I'll shut it for you!" Jane growled furiously. The last member of RED- Tavish, slowly stumbled out of the train with a large, purple bruise on his head, "Ya do that again Laddie, and I swear I'll kill you, ye campy-weasel!"
Ivan approached them, "What happened?" Someone undid this son-of-a-bitches shackles, that what!" Jane yelled, like he was automatically demanding to know who did it. "I know who did it, it was you, wasn't it lass?" Tavish stared at Roxie, his one eye narrowing. Eyes turned to look at her, and eventually the girl nodded, "Yes, I did it because I trusted him." The Sniper laughed in the Soldiers grip, before snapping fiercely at the approaching Demoman. The man's fist came into contact with the Australians head and his head snapped to the side. The Marksman was knocked out from the blow almost instantly and his head dropped a faint murmur escaping his lips as he lost consciousness. Roxie could only watch as Jack was dragged off. The mercenaries passed her, not bothering to make any eye-contact with her. All apart from Ethan who gave her a sad look before heading off down the path. The girl was left to walk alone in the darkness.
Roland observed the screens, and smirked down at the Engineer, "Two hours?" The hard-hatted Texan nodded, his blue uniform shining in the low-light, "Two hours until we're back online."