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This chapter takes place three months after chapter seven, so she's roughly four and a half months into her tour.

Chapter 10: What Will They Say?

BPOV

My unit was officially crazy. Even though there were only ten of us, we were like brothers and sisters. There was Ashley, Madison, Me, Kellan, Jackson, Peter, Billy, Taylor, Xavier, and Edward. I swear, the boys acted like us girls were made of china. Well, until the three of us bench-pressed a Humvee. We got a few guys from another unit to hide underneath and push to help us out a little bit, but hey, our point was made.

"We're heading out in fifteen, Swan" Jackson said to me as I went into his office with my laptop.

"Thanks, Sarge," I said as I sat down and opened my computer.

I couldn't believe I was doing this. Kellan and the rest of the guys wanted Ashley, Madison, and me to stay behind from this mission, but Jackson's CO said "hell no".

We were going way off base to try and set a trap for a group of insurgents that had been making civilian life very difficult. They'd been launching RPGs at vehicles, lobbing hand grenades through shop windows, just being plain stupid.

Unfortunately, we didn't know exactly how long we'd be gone, or even if it would work, but we did know that they outnumbered us, and that things didn't look insanely positive for us if they took the bait. Even with the extra unit we were bringing with us, they still had twenty or so guys on us.

With trembling hands I opened a new email and addressed it to Edward. Alice had changed his email address to 109yroldvrgn and he couldn't figure out how to change it back.

*~*After writing and sending email*~*

With that, I shut my laptop and went back to my tent with my head high, shoulders back, and laptop tucked to my chest.

When I walked through the flap, the tension in the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Instead of grinning like a chimp as he usually is, Kellan was strapping on his Kevlar vest.

When he saw me start to do the same by my bed, he shook his head, came over, and nudged my hands out of the way. He always thinks I don't do a good enough job of strapping myself into the vest. The ties are always "too damn loose". After he strapped me in like a five year-old, he grabbed my camel-pack from my bunk and went out to fill it up for the trip.

I grabbed my pistols and started a routine check to make sure everything was as it should be. I loaded up a couple extra magazines for each with bullets and tucked them into one of my pockets.

When I was done, I sat down on my bed, tucked my knees up to my chest and looked around. These people had become like family to me. I had never fired my guns besides in training, but would I be able to when the time came? I knew I would to save them, obviously, but if the only danger was to me, would I freeze?

No! Stop thinking like that! I shook my head to clear my mind and caught Edward's eye.

You Okay? He mouthed while raising his eyebrows..

I nodded.

Kellan came back in and handed me my camel-pack. I inclined my head in thanks, unable to speak at the moment. He nodded back.

I stood up and pulled my fatigues on over my vest and as I was lacing up my boots, Jackson came in. We all stood stick straight as he walked to the middle of the tent.

"Alright. Let's clean up this mess." He said sharply as he turned and strode out.

Gee, what an inspirational pep talk.

We all fell into rank marching behind him and filed into the waiting Humvees.

As we drove off, one thought kept running through my mind: What would they say when they listened to my email?

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