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One for all and all for the hangman.

CHAPTER 10

FINAL BATTLE AND FIRST LOVE

Things were starting to get out of control around the camp. The Imperials were fighting battles on all fronts as they tried to hold the area the Inquisitor had ordered them to. The Space Marines were, for the large part, uninvolved in the battle. Their job was the find if the relic was in Imperial held space. If not the Inquisitor was supposedly standing by to give the order to destroy the planet.

Marcus was part of the force in the north, driving back a large contingent of the Eldar. Their weapons were superior to anything Tevez had ever seen before. Marcus kept calling in to saw they needed Space Marines support or they'd be overrun. No support came.

Tevez managed to find a good spot on the hill for he and Sandy to set up as snipers. Sandy had a new sniper rifle, but she wasn't as familiar with it as her old one. And she was scared. More scared than Tevez had ever seen her. Her hands shook as she aimed at the leaders among the Eldar.

Every shot missed.

Tevez tried to reassure her. He told her she was doing a good job. Told her she'd be fine. He tried gently massaging her shoulders to ease the tension but she broke down, sobbing as she clutched at the butt of the rifle. Tevez decided to give her a break and took the rifle himself. He was nowhere near as good a shot as Sandy, but he still felled several Eldar Warriors. They continued advancing regardless. They reached the base of the hill and engaged the guardsmen there.

"Fall back!" Marcus called, his voice ringing through the hills. "Fall back and regroup!" he shouted. Tevez wondered why he corrected himself. Then he looked at Marcus, and the Commissar bearing down on him.

The Commissar shot him. Sandy screamed.

"Stand and fight!" the Commissar bellowed, even louder than Marcus. Sandy looked at the Commissar for a moment, then raised her rifle and pointed it straight at the Commissar's head.

The Commissar responded by shooting her, catching her in the side. The surprise caused her to yelp and discharge her gun, putting a hole through the Commissar's forehead. She dropped to the ground.

"No, don't die!" Tevez cried, stepping across. Her wound wasn't bad, but unless she got treatment she could still die. She sobbed as she saw the wound. Tevez quickly gathered her in his arms and ran for the camp.

"I don't want to die," she pleaded with the enemy Tevez couldn't see. "I don't want to die." She repeated it over and over again. Tevez encouraged her not to stop saying that. It meant she was still alive.

He managed to get her as far as the medical tent at base camp, but he was exhausted. He tried to find a medic to help them, but all of them were occupied with the casualties that had already arrived from the battle. Tevez pleaded with them. In the end he had no choice but to go back to the tent, and hope that Dan had left some medical supplies.

In a sense it was Sandy's lucky day. Tevez found the supplies quickly, and smeared disinfectant on the wound. Then he stitched her up, as laspistols didn't fire bullets but weak bolts of energy there was nothing to remove. She was mumbling incoherently now. Tevez hadn't wanted to inject morphine in case he gave her too much. But he had no choice now. He took out one of Greg's syringes and filled it from a bottle of morphine Dan had. He prayed that Greg didn't have some disease and Dan hadn't pissed in a bottle for a laugh.

Sandy's breathing grew steady again, but she could not sleep. She lay there with her eyes wide open staring at the ceiling of the tent. Tevez collapsed beside her. They lay there together, just enjoying the sound of each others steady breathing.

None of the other veterans returned.

"Jules?" Sandy asked when it began to get dark outside.

"Yeah?"

"Are the others coming back?" Tevez stared at the tent for a moment.

"I don't know."

"I nearly died today, didn't I?"

"Yes."

"I don't want to die. I want to stay here with you."

Tevez rolled over slightly to look at her.

"I want to stay with you too." For a while they watched each other. There was a fire in Sandy's eyes that Tevez had never seen before.

"I want you to hurt me," she whispered. Tevez was stunned.

"What?"

"I want you to do that thing... that thing you liked so much," she explained, rolling over to mirror the way he was resting. "I want you to do to me what you did in the forest. Only, maybe a little slower... and softer." She smiled. Tevez leaned in and kissed her.

And he felt every inch of her flesh, only instead of screaming as she'd done before now she gasped and groaned. He took her nipple in his mouth, and sucked on it, causing her to cry out. He worked slowly, finally positioning himself to enter her.

Tevez would never forget the first time she orgasmed. She screamed like she was being murdered but begged him not to stop. She used her own hands to frantically rub her own breasts, until she gave one last high-pitched scream. She jumped up and kissed Tevez like she'd never kissed him before, and he exploded inside her.

For a long time they just lay entangled in each other. There they slept, and their troubles went away.

"Sandy?" he asked.

"Yeah?"

"When this is over, will you come back with me?"

"Of course I will."

"No, I mean, will you marry me."

"Of course I will," Sandy repeated. Tevez smiled and kissed her again. After hours he finally pulled himself from her. She whimpered.

"Don't go," she pleaded. "Stay. We'll have more fun."

They fucked like rabbits all night long.