So I must admit I struggle with action scenes. I am much more comfortable writing the after effects of trauma than I am writing the cause of it... basically I can see it but don't think it comes across the way I hope... let me know what you all think.
"Go! Trent, go to him." Serena was squirming below him. "I can get to Sonny at the door."
Trent looked into her eyes. "You stay here. There is cover here." She nodded.
"Trent hold position. Ray and Jace are heading to the roof. Ray will pick off the sniper then you can move." Brock called out.
"Six could be bleeding out, Brock!" Trent shifted carefully off of Serena.
"Trent he might already be...fallen. Isn't makin' a damn sound. Stay the hell where you are!" Sonny's voice broke at the word fallen.
"If you can get there... do it!" She had fear in her eyes.
"I love you." Trent said it for the first time as moved from her and crawled to the end of the bed.
Peeking around the edge carefully he could see Clay. His youngest brother was laying on his side facing away from him with blood pooling around him. He watched and finally saw a shallow breath.
"Trent get your ass back." Sonny's words were ignored as he rounded the bed and the shooting started again.
Trent dove and rolled to the opposite wall close to the window. "He breathing!"
"Thank God. Now keep your head down." Brock yelled over the hospital's fire alarm.
Eric ran down the hall as the last of the shots rang out before sliding to a stop next to Sonny on one side of the door. He had a phone to his ear. "Good Copy Bravo 1. Threat is neutralized."
Trent was on his knees and rolling Clay as their commander finished his sentence. The blood was coming from both his left shoulder and a gash at his hairlie. Brock moved into the room and immediately to Trent.
"Pressure on the shoulder. Looks like a through and through. I've got the head lac." Trent moved with practiced ease.
In the hallway Blackburn was yelling over the fire alarm to Davis to get anything needed to exfil to the C-17. Sonny stepped toward Serena. "Hey there Ginger Snaps, I'm gonna help you up. We're heading home a little sooner than expected. If you need to lean I'm right here. I got ya."
Serena attempted to get her footing and stumbled. "Sonny, I'm not sure..." before she could continue she was in his arms and headed down the hallway.
"Where we meeting Jace and Ray?" Sonny called ahead to Eric who was leading them as Trent and Brock followed with a still unconscious Clay.
"Ambulance Bay. Davis and Mandy are there. Acquired a fully stocked rig to get us back to the plane." Blackburn led with a hand gun sweeping ahead.
They made it down the four flights of stairs and to the emergency department where the
ambulance bay was located without incident. Mandy opened the back doors of the ambulance as Trent and Brock jostled Clay inside. Brock then grabbed the keys from her and moved to the drivers seat.
In the back of the crowed ambulance as Brock pulled away Trent focused on Clay. "Someone hand me the smelling salts." He reached forward as Sonny passed the requested item. "Now everyone get back as far as you can."
"Maybe we should wait until we get to the plane?" Jason asked as he shifted back.
"Need to assess him before we get in the air." Trent snapped the smelling salts open and held them below Clay's nose.
"Fuck." Clay's eyes flew open but as he tried to take a swing at Trent his left shoulder lifted from the gurney and he slumped back closing them. "Four, that better be you."
"It's me brother. We're on our way to the airfield." Trent reached for the IV tubing.
"Getting out of dodge?" Clay looked around confused.
"Sniper decided to take pot shots at the hospital room. Security was compromised. We needed to move." Ray stated.
Clay tipped his head back. "I'm hit?" Clay looked back at Trent. "My head hurts. What happened?"
"Clay, what is the last thing you remember?" Trent looked at the others.
"Umm we're in J-bad still right?" Clay's eyes filled with panic.
"Yeah buddy that's right. Can you name everyone here?" Trent shifted slightly.
"Eric, Jason, Ray, Sonny, you, and I don't know her." Clay's eyes slipped closed.
"That's okay. You're gonna be just fine." Trent grabbed a blood pressure cuff and quickly wrapped it around Clay's right arm. "Broke a table with your head but you're good."
"Trent, I think I hurt my shoulder. Probably nothing but maybe you should take a look." Clay looked like a guilty child as the men in the back of the ambulance tried not to show their panic.
"Yup kid you did hurt it. I'll make sure you're good though." Trent grabbed a penlight. "Need to check your pupils."
"Trent, I don't feel great. Think I might have a stomach bug or something." Trent turned just in time not to wear vomit but reached back to help steady Clay.
"Easy Kid." Trent leaned him back and picked up the flashlight. He flashed the light back and forth a few times.
"Fuck, Trent, did I get shot?" Clay looked around at his brothers.
Trent injected two syringes into the IV line. "This should help brother." He disposed of them in a sharps container before turning back to the rest of them. "It's a bad concussion. His pupils are sluggish but not blown. He's obviously confused. When we get to the airfield I need to make a couple calls. I'm not sure if he should fly." Trent shook his head slowly.
"Trent I'm better I can go on the op. Don't feel that sick anymore." Clay's words slurred slightly.
"I'm sure you do I gave you IV Ativan and Compazine. Might make you a bit sleepy." Trent again turned to the others. "Confusion is raising his BP. Need him calm."
"We need a plan B if he can't fly." Jason looked to Blackburn.
"I'm so sorry this all happened." Serena whispered it to no one but Sonny who was beside her wrapped his arm around her gently, as much for his own comfort as hers.
"Hey this ain't your fault." Sonny whispered to her.
"Yeah." She whispered it back as the ambulance pulled up beside the C-17.
Blackburn exited the vehicle to go converse with the pilot and make phone calls while Trent was handed a sat phone to make the calls he needed to make. Duncan and some of the support team moved Clay from the ambulance to the plane while Trent paced the tarmac. Finally he turned toward Jason and Ray giving them a thumbs up which was quickly relayed to Blackburn.
Trent joined the others near the medical area of the plane. "Where's Serena?"
"Davis is giving her some clothes. She's still in a hospital gown." Ray watched as Trent relaxed.
"I bet she's feeding her too. Never got any damn pizza." Sonny shrugged.
"Kid's really out of it." Jason looked to Trent for answers he didn't have.
"Yeah he is." Trent walked to Duncan.
They reached cruising altitude and all had eaten at Davis's instance. Then milled around closely waiting for Clay to wake. It took three hours.
"Ugh." He shifted slightly and winced. "Tr'nt."
"I'm here. Don't try to move too much. How are you feeling?" Trent held his breath.
"Like I got shot and then my head slammed into a brick wall." Clay kept his eyes closed as Trent motioned for the team to come closer.
"Good. That's basically what happened. Can you open those baby blues and name the people with us?" Trent waited until they were standing close to ask him.
He slowly opened his eyes against the light before turning to the others. "Brock, Boss... ehrm Jace... Jason, Ray, and Sonny." He looked around confused. "Trent were we attacked at the hospital? Rena? Is she okay?" Clay attempted to sit before Trent put a hand on his chest.
"Hey slow down. She's good. Sleeping in my hammock." Trent turned and pointed as she sat up at the commotion. Sonny walked to her as the hammock swung and she attempted to get down. "Or she was asleep."
She limped forward while Sonny held her around the waist. "Hey, Kid. You remember me now?"
"Spenser even Ginger Snaps calls you that!" Sonny laughed as Trent reached them and slid into her other side allowing her to let go of Sonny.
"Ginger Snaps?" Clay smiled. "I remember you getting me pancakes after a real bad night."
"Knew there was more to that story than a strained muscle." Jason mumbled it to Ray but the others heard.
"Pancakes and a smoothie." She smiled at him. "Can we get smoothies when we get home?" She looked to Trent.
"Sure." He shook his head while smiling down at her.
"I'm confused. Why were we attacked while on a fake protection detail?" Clay looked from one to the other.
"Fake?" Serena looked at Trent.
"So I wouldn't have to immediately leave Germany and could stay with you. And Clay, Mandy and Davis are trying to figure that out now."
Serena's face paled. "The flash drive. Where is it?"
"Davis has it. What don't we know?" Jason moved toward her.
"There are embedded files hidden in the images of Trent." Serena leaned more into him feeling weak.
"Mandy!" Brock called her name.