"Yeah?" Molly answered her phone with a pounding headache.

"You sound like hell," Christmas noted.

"Thanks. What do you want?"

"So polite. They're having a Star Wars marathon at Hale's. You up for it?" he asked bluntly. Molly thought for a moment.

"You're talking about episodes four through six, right? Not one through three?" she asked, just to clarify.

"Yeah."

"I'll be there. Just text me the address," she said.

"Got it."

Molly took a cold shower, trying to clear up her headache. She dressed in baggy jeans and a loose tank top, leaving her hair down to dry.

Caesar's house was relatively easy to find. Six motorcycles were parked in his driveway.

Molly shook her head, smiling as she put her truck in park at the curb.

The team cheered when she made her entrance. She tried not to wince as the sound bounced around her head.

She was immediately pulled down to sit between Gunnar and Billy. A large bowl of popcorn was settled in her lap.

"You all ready for this?" Caesar asked in his ringing voice as Billy pulled handful of popcorn from the bowl.

"Play the damn movie, Hale, you've been talking about it for the last half hour," Toll complained.

Molly was comfortably warm, squeezed between the Swedish giant and Billy. Sleep was pulling at her eyes by the time the credits rolled.

She got up and stretched her legs while they put in the next one.

"Who inked you up, Booker?" Caesar wondered as she took the empty popcorn bowl to the kitchen.

"Which one?" she asked.

He brushed his finger over his chest, indicating her 'Steadfast.'

"I got this on leave, in London. One of the guys in my unit, Dive, he convinced us all to get them," she admitted.

"What's it say on your arm?" Barney asked, decided that he would push his luck, since she was answering Caesar's questions.

"'These are the times that try men's souls.' It's a quote by Thomas Paine. My granddad would always repeat it to me when I was growing up. I got it when I came back Stateside," she said, dropping back into her seat.

"Got anything else?" Tool leered playfully. Molly rolled her eyes.

"Maybe, maybe not, you'll never know," she said flippantly. They all laughed at the snub.

Barney was glad to see her laughing with the team. The bruises over her eyes were less noticeable, and it looked like the alcohol had at least given her a good night's sleep.

The credits had just rolled for the last movie and they were trying to cajole her into staying for episodes one through three.

"I don't blame her, Star Trek is way better," Toll spoke up. Outrage met that statement.

"Bullshit!" Caesar disagreed vehemently, "Star Wars has substance, man!"

"Yeah, and incest," Toll added. That earned him laughs. Barney looked over to Molly. She had gotten very pale.

"Gome on, Gomez, Star Wars is way more awesome than Star Trek!" Dive protested as they made their way down the trail.

Patrols walked here every day. "Back me up, Moll!" the dark haired man looked over his shoulder for support from the woman.

"I've never watched Star Trek," she admitted apologetically.

"Which makes you a Star Wars fan by default!" Dive threw his arm around her. She threw her head back and laughed at his antics.

"Now, hold on! You'll bias her! When we get back stateside, LT, we'll watch it," Gomez said firmly.

"Will you three shut up!" Davies turned around and snapped at them. Frank Davies was always grumpy and had almost no tolerance for Gomez and Dive.

"Relax, Franklin, this area's been clear for-" Gomez's words were cut off by gunfire. Dive threw his arm around Molly's chest and took her down to the ground.

"Get down! Molly! Molly!" he shook her shoulder hard.

"-Molly!" Tool snapped his fingers in front of her face and she nearly jumped out of her skin. "You with us, beautiful?" his face was concerned. Molly swallowed hard.

"I need to get home," she said abruptly, brushing past him and exiting the house. Her vision blurred with tears as she stumbled out to her truck.

She managed to drive out of the neighborhood before she pulled over and began to cry. Awful, chest wracking sobs shook her body as she bent over the steering wheel.

It was the first time she had cried since joining the Expendables.