This is sort of referencing 44ish minutes into s10 except they're not attacking to get CT's suit. I just don't feel like writing the whole scene out so it's a little choppy.

North lay on his bed. It was late like usual, but he couldn't sleep and this time it wasn't Theta's fault. His mind was on the day's mission.

"Alright. Are we clear on the mission parameters? Remember, I want him alive if possible." The Director had asked. The team was silent so he dismissed them. North had walked along with York, Carolina, South, and Wash. Agents Florida and Wyoming had located the rebel leader and were waiting for back up.

The team met up with 479er in the hangar. After she had a brief chat with Delta, they loaded up. Carolina took the copilot seat upfront while the twins sat across from Wash and York. It was a quiet ride over to the leader's location. They had dropped from the sky attacking from above. The agents hurtled out of the craft and were immediately under enemy fire.

Carolina took topside while Wash and York attempted to shut down a warthog firing at them. North and South were also below, trapped behind a broken warthog. North and South distracted the enemies outside while Carolina, York, and Wash met up with Florida and Wyoming who had previously infiltrated the base.

North had heard the rest of the story from York: They were under heavy fire and Carolina was busy arguing with Wyoming over something trivial. A cloaked figure sprinted past them, almost-but not quite-blending in to the environment perfectly. As soon as Carolina had seen it, she chased after it, abandoning her team and running out into the open.

Apparently Tex had showed up. She and Carolina managed to work together briefly to coordinate with York. He cut the power allowing Tex and Lina to enter the bunker where the leader was holed up. There was a fight wherein Tex had taken a blade to the back and an axe to the shoulder joint. Carolina had begrudgingly admitted that Tex was "still able to perform at an admiral level" despite her injuries, but she "shouldn't have gotten hit in the first place".

The leader then offered them information on the Director. Tex had hesitated, wanting to know more while Carolina got angry and attacked, getting the Leader in the stomach with his own dagger.

North had always wondered if Carolina protected the Director out of respect and admiration or something else. She was quick to defend him whenever CT or South insinuated something about him, or whenever Wash questioned his methods.

After exchanging insults with Tex, the two had carried the injured Leader to the extraction point, which is where North met up with them. 479er landed nearby and they loaded up, eager to get back to the MoI. Tex sat away from the rest of the group and didn't speak. Her suit was dripping with her own blood due to the injuries she had sustained, though she didn't show any indication of them; no wincing or moving gently. North had kept his mouth shut but cast glances in her direction every now and then.

The enemy Leader had been transported to the med bay upon arrival while the agents filed into the War Room where they were debriefed. The Director was upset that the Leader was injured, possibly mortally wounded, but he was also pleased to have him in custody. The Leader had been giving the Director problems for a while now, since before North had even joined the Project. They had never been given any details about what it was the enemy had been doing, but it must've been bad enough to send an elite force after him.

North began to wonder what it was the leader had done. His brain was tripping over numerous thoughts but he eventually gave up trying to figure anything out.

He yawned and sat up in bed. "How 'bout a walk?" Theta readily agreed.

North slipped on his shoes and favorite hoodie, closing the door behind him as he left. He had no set destination.

He walked around a bit, enjoying the monotonous, dim halls that numbed his hyperactive mind.

Eventually he realized that he was near the med bay. Maybe Tex is there, he wondered. She had been injured on the mission, though she didn't seem the type to hang around in the infirmary.

At this time of night the med bay was dark with only a few soft lights on here or there. He walked past the front foyer and through a hall of empty examination and operating rooms all the way to the back area. There were a few cots lined against each side of the room. North stopped just inside the doorway.

At the far end was the Leader. He was bandaged up with tubes running between him and a cart of important looking medical equipment. His head was wrapped in gauze as was his whole midsection. A light sheet covered his legs. There was a lamp on in the corner across from the leader that cast a warm glow on the otherwise empty room. In other words: no Tex.

North sighed in disappointment and turned to leave. In the corner of his eye he caught a shimmer of movement though nothing was there. It was near the lamp, just outside of its bright halo of light, close to the captured enemy. North now had his back to the occupied cot and lamp, facing the empty medical hall he had just walked down. He wasn't sure if it was a trick of the light, or if he was just tired and overworked. Did you see it too, he asked in his mind. Theta nodded in his mind.

Instead of walking out, North reached and closed the door.