Hoot lay on his cot and listened to the sounds of night.

It was late, very late, so late it was bordering on morning.

He knew he should have been asleep but he couldn't get his mind to stop. Since he returned he lay on the cot and stared at the tent ceiling, wide awake.

Hoot heard when the tent flap opened, he watched Walker come in and walk Sanderson with a kick at the cot. Sanderson jerked awake and looked up at Walker with sleepy eyes, "Yeah?"

"Get your men ready to go out in the hour. The SEALS are going in the marsh after a drughouse, you boys are providing cover for them with the good Doctor."

Sanderson nodded knowing this was the only brief he'd get he asked, "The Doc?"

"Randy. He lacked the shooting skills to go in the marsh tonight. He lacks the training the nurse has, just don't loose him we can't afford to fly another Doctor in this month. And try not to shoot the nurse."

With a deep breath he asked, "The queen?"

"McKnight."

Sanderson ran a hand over his face and glanced at Hoot who looked asleep, he knew he wasn't. The man had been tossing and turning all damn night long.

"McKnight will brief you along with the SEALS, you know where."

Sanderson nodded, "Yes, Sir."

Meanwhile......

Diana slept like a rock through the night, until a hand covered her mouth.

Her green eyes flew open as someone whispered, "Hey White Trash, it's me."

The hand lifted from her mouth and she sat up, "Steve?"

"Uh-huh, get up, you get to crawl through the swamp with us."

Diana nodded and looked to the tent flap where a large man stood, he waved. She smiled and slid from the cot. Both men were SEALS. Both men had given a private tutorial on shooting that she had attended.

Steve looked over the sleeping tent and then followed Diana out. McKnight had given them strict orders concerning his daughter. One of the feild Medics had to go in with the SEALS. Diana had outscored Randy by a extreme amount and had seen more action then him. McKnight knew this and wanted her suited up like the rest of them, who knew what they would walk into in the drug shack.

Diana walked barefooted out into the early morning as Walker walked from the Delta tent. That was as far as his association with the men went, McKnight took care of the rest.

"What time is it," she asked, pulling her hair up in a bun. Then she found she had nothig to secure it and let it fall.

Steve didn't bother to look at his watch, "Almost 3."

Diana looked over at him, "Coffee?"

The middle aged bald man shook his head, "No. But I'll give you the biggest damn gun you've ever held."

Larry snickered ahead of her, Diana lifted a eyebrow, "Loaded?"

"What good is an unloaded gun?" Steve asked, glad it was Diana who had scored the highest. After eating dinner with the good doctor Randy he'd been ready to shoot the man. Diana could shoot, swear and eat like the best of them, and she wasn't bad to look at.

Meanwhile.....

"Wake up shithead," Labross spat as he flipped the cot Randy had been asleep in.

Behind him stood both Hoot and a fellow Delta.

While Hoot waited at the tent flap, Peter asked, "Why don't we get Diana? This shithead scored under Wandle, why don't we get Wandle?"

As Randy woke, quickly, Labross answered, "Wandle didn't pass the physical. Wake up shithead! I hope your in the mood to walk."

Hoot ignored the men and watched Diana being lead across the camp with the SEALS.

Randy sat up and looked at Lambross, "What is it?"

"Come on, bitch, arm yourself and lets go watch the SEALS." Lambross smiled, then added on a less cheerful note, "Make sure you put on some kevlar. We'll get our ass yelled at if you get shot."