Chapter 2
Jesse woke up with a headache. She found herself lying on a hospital bed in the infirmary. She opened her eyes and Dr. Frazier came to her and put a light in her eyes.
"How do you feel?" she asked.
"Like crap," Jesse answered.
"Normal, you fell and hit your head on the ramp. Can you tell me where you came from?" Dr Frazier asked. Where she was hit Jesse on her on her head as if she didn't already had enough of it.
"Where's Bryan," Jesse asked quickly.
"Who?"
"Bryan, he was with me,"
"Oh, him."
"Is he alright?"
"Excuse me," asked a young nurse. "They want to know what to do with the body Dr. Frazier,"
"Wait a little while will you tell them,"
"Yes, of course," said the young nurse. Then, she turned on her heel and walked off.
"Body?" Jesse asked worried of her answer.
"Yes, your companion, Bryan you called him, didn't make it. He fell after you. He was dead when he got here. I'm sorry," Jesse's face paled and she felt terrible.
"And Ben," she asked.
"Who?"
"There was another person with us,"
"No, only you two,"
"He died," Jesse concluded.
"Who?"
"Ben, my brother,"
"I'm sorry,"
"I should have paid more attention. I shouldn't have run," Jesse started crying and couldn't stop. She had lost everything that ever meant anything to her that day. Her parents, her friends, Bryan and Ben. Not to mention the other two brothers she had that had perished the first day of fighting protecting the mountain. There was nothing left for her. She could die and it wouldn't matter. All of a sudden Dr. Frazier came up with a question that should have been asked a while back.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"Full name with rank or short version,"
"Full name would be nice,"
"Cadet Jessica Samantha Carter-O'Neill, USAF, SGA,"
Jesse woke up with a headache. She found herself lying on a hospital bed in the infirmary. She opened her eyes and Dr. Frazier came to her and put a light in her eyes.
"How do you feel?" she asked.
"Like crap," Jesse answered.
"Normal, you fell and hit your head on the ramp. Can you tell me where you came from?" Dr Frazier asked. Where she was hit Jesse on her on her head as if she didn't already had enough of it.
"Where's Bryan," Jesse asked quickly.
"Who?"
"Bryan, he was with me,"
"Oh, him."
"Is he alright?"
"Excuse me," asked a young nurse. "They want to know what to do with the body Dr. Frazier,"
"Wait a little while will you tell them,"
"Yes, of course," said the young nurse. Then, she turned on her heel and walked off.
"Body?" Jesse asked worried of her answer.
"Yes, your companion, Bryan you called him, didn't make it. He fell after you. He was dead when he got here. I'm sorry," Jesse's face paled and she felt terrible.
"And Ben," she asked.
"Who?"
"There was another person with us,"
"No, only you two,"
"He died," Jesse concluded.
"Who?"
"Ben, my brother,"
"I'm sorry,"
"I should have paid more attention. I shouldn't have run," Jesse started crying and couldn't stop. She had lost everything that ever meant anything to her that day. Her parents, her friends, Bryan and Ben. Not to mention the other two brothers she had that had perished the first day of fighting protecting the mountain. There was nothing left for her. She could die and it wouldn't matter. All of a sudden Dr. Frazier came up with a question that should have been asked a while back.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"Full name with rank or short version,"
"Full name would be nice,"
"Cadet Jessica Samantha Carter-O'Neill, USAF, SGA,"