"I have to go get her," Kevin said with his MP5K raised. A plea sprung from my lips, "No!" When the reality of what I had said finally sunk in, I repeated it louder, "No! You are endangering yourself and the mission. I can't let you go." "What? You can't make me stay." I used the saying that I hated using, because it reminded me of my days in the Academy. "That's an order!" I was a Sergeant and Kevin was a Private, so I had rank over him. He kept going. I knew that if the next thing I said didn't get him to stay, nothing would. "I need you."

Before Kevin could gratify this with an answer, the door received a huge indent on it. Kevin lunged forward to open the door. Amber fell through the door with my metal biohazard case in hand. She was sobbing with the hurt cries of a desperate woman who thought she would die alone. Without thinking, I sank down beside her and hugged her very hard. She pushed me away, with such force and urgency that I fell over. "I am carrying the parasite! Have you no brains?" she cried fiercely.

We had to work quickly if we wanted to save her. I pushed two desks together and told her to lie down. I sedated her, and took a sample of the parasites for further analysis. Then I took tissue samples and subjected them to the cure. The parasites swelled until they popped. I smiled. We were able to cure Amber! Then we could probably get the fuck out and never look back!