Disclaimer: I do not own Todd Blackburn, Rob Marsh, Galentine, Ber, Snodgrass, David Diemer, Charlie Warren, Ray Dowdy, Cliff Wolcott, Donovan Briely, Mike Steele, Sammies, Mark Good, Dominick Pilla, Matt Eversmann or Black Hawk Down. I'm using 'Black Hawk Down: A History of Modern War' by Mark Bowden. This fan fic is based on a movie that is based on a book. Most of the details are described with help from the book and the movie. Not everything is going to be the same though. I do own this fan fic idea, Danielle Ashton, and Sarah Thomas.

Author's Note: So sorry for the long wait. I just got back from vacation. I finally got the novel and finished reading it in three days. Wow! So much more information than the online version. I've been thinking about this fan fic and where it's going. Yea. So I've been doing some thinking and re-arranging…that kinda stuff. Also, text in between asterisks means that I took it directly from the novel. Basically, a part where I had no idea how to write and had to result in using actually writing from the novel.

Todd Blackburn felt a slight bump as the humvee that held him drove over another dirt road. His eyelids would only up half way and he felt extremely drowsy. He felt people all around him, but couldn't distinguish any of them. He couldn't tell if they were Sammies or Americans. One of the people in the humvee was shaking and muttering in front of him.

Shit! Where the hell am I? Who are these people?

The humvee continued to drive towards the base. He finally realized that they were Americans. He could hear the man who was shaking firing and there was some body laying in another guy's lap. The man, Sergeant Dominick Pilla, was dead. Todd could see the blood and brain matter all over the place. He tried to turn his neck to look away, but it ached even when he kept it still. His eyes darted to someone who was right next to him. It was Private First Class Mark Good. Todd followed a tube going from his arm to a bag that Good was holding.

An IV. Shit! What the hell happened to me? God…Am I injured that bad?

Todd had no recollection of the fall or him being moved. He continued to think about what happened as the humvee approached the base. The litter he was on was picked up and he was rushed across to the hospital. Even the smallest bump caused him more pain. He was beginning to lose consciousness again, but he kept fighting it. When they set him down on a bed, he saw a bright light overhead. People, doctors and nurses, were moving all around him. A nurse placed a hand on his face.

"It's okay. Don't panic. We're here to help you."

It was Sarah Thomas. She stroked his face and then went back to working. He watched her and the other doctors. He felt another prick in the crook of his elbow.

Damn them! Why do they keep trying to make me….

Todd couldn't even finish his train of thought before he fell back to sleep.

Sarah watched as Major Rob Marsh examined on Todd. She was in training to become a real doctor, not just a nurse who skirts around and hands over the tools. Marsh was taking notes and she read them. Thankfully he wasn't dead. When they had first moved him in here, the first thing she noticed other than the blood coming from his mouth was the large lump on the back of his neck. It could have been fatal if he had broken his neck. She smiled as she looked back at him. Marsh went to work to fixing him up. Todd had suffered head and neck trauma along with losing a lot of blood. Sarah hooked up another IV and stood nearby watching.

MEANWHILE

Chief Warrant Officer Cliff "Elvis" Wolcott and Chief Warrant Officer Donovan "Bull"Briley were flying in the formation chosen for the mission, always to the left. With him were Staff Sergeant Charlie Warren, Sergeant Ray Dowdy and for Delta snipers. Everything was going to plan. They were mowing down Somalis in every place that the guys on the ground needed.

*"Hey, I've got a guy with an RPG," said Warren. "He's moving five o'clock moving to six o'clock," which meant, since the chopper was in a left-turning orbit, the guy ought to be showing up on Dowdy's side any second.

He couldn't spot him.

"Is he by a building or something you can describe?"*

Warren was about to answer when all the guys felt a jolt. The chopper began to spin instantly. Elvis and Bull were trying to stop the chopper from spinning, but even when they turned the engines off the Black Hawk spun. It went around two times before hitting a house and then landing in a street.

Matt Eversmann looked around. His chalk had been dropped off at the wrong place and was planning on moving the block to get back into position, but as he watched the millions of rounds go flying in the air he knew they weren't going to get anywhere.

Great! First Blackburn falls, and then Galentine is hit. Then there's Ber and Snodgrass. Now David's telling me a Black Hawk went down. What else can go wrong today?

Then he got a call on the radio from Captain Steele. They were too move a block to the east down a dirt alley to the Super Six One crash.

"Roger," he said to Steele before ending the transmission.

He looked around and he knew that there was no way that he was going to get himself or his men to the site. Then the answer to his prayers came. The convoy had made its way to his block and he ran up to one of the men.

"I've got to the crash site by foot."

"Not no more. We're driving."

Matt smiled and looked at his men, gesturing for them to get on. The injured soldiers were loaded on first, literally being stacked on others inside the humvee. Matt was going through a list of his men in his head and realized that the convoy was leaving. He jumped onto the back of the last humvee and faced the sky.

Oh great. I'm stuck on the top of a humvee in the middle of one of the worst fights and there's nothing I can do about. I'm gonna get myself killed.

There was nothing he could do about it now that he was there. He was on his way to the crash site and he could find a better spot on the convoy then, but at the current moment he was stuck where he was. A sigh of exhaustion and frustration escaped him as he felt every bump on the road.

Author's Note: So ends another chapter. Go me! I'm so excited about it! So…be a good reader and R/R. I'd appreciate it.