Authors Note, Ok, I am back on my computer! Woohoo! Think of the corruption I can spread! The minds I can dirty! Mwahahahahahahaha! So this won't be like a 20 pager fic. But I just wanted to write this. And I need a break from my schoolwork. So review and enjoy.

Eversman noticed there was something wrong with Sanderson. Ever since he had gotten shot there had been something different with the man.

Eversman had been shot at before, so he understood how it could spook a person.

But there was something else wrong, something was going on with Sanderson that the man was not sharing. When the base found out about Sanderson and Diana, it had spread like wildfire. Eversman wasn't too surprised. He had seen had the two looked at one another, how they acted around each other.

The training exercise only confirmed it.

Rubber bullets had been used, the Delta Force had gone into a mock hostage situation at an abandoned school. Sanderson had led his team, the winning team. There had been three other teams that took part in the exercise.

Eversman noticed that every single shot Sanderson had fired had been a headshot.

He also noticed Sanderson was far more intense then before, he had also fired twice as many bullets as he usually did, and he gave one of the hostages a black eye.

Intentionally.

The older seasoned Deltas didn't seem bothered, Eversman was slightly disturbed.

At the end of the exercise, Eversman walked over to his car in the full parking lot. The school was in an old field, a private piece of military land. He spotted Sanderson by his car, peeling off his vest.

Eversman looked around and saw one of his teammates throw his hands up, motioning for him to hurry. Eversman held his hand up, motioning for a minute. He walked over to Sanderson who looked up at him, "You did good tonight, Eversman. Try not to shoot another hostage though."

A blush spread over Eversman's face.

Sanderson then told him, while he set his vest down in his trunk, "Don't worry. All the other guys did it on the other team. Ed was supposed to act up to test and see what kind of reaction he would get from us."

With a nod, Eversman asked, "Yeah. About that, when I shot Ed…you hit the other hostage, who went to his defense. You hit him pretty hard. The man has a black eye."

Hearing the subtle gentle criticism in the form of a question, Sanderson replied, "At least I didn't shoot him."

Eversman was quiet, Sanderson continued, "If that were a real hostage situation, Ed and Ray could have gotten us killed. That was what they were doing…Matt, if you have something to say to me, say it. Don't pussy foot around."

Surprised by the bluntness, Eversman watched as Sanderson unhooked the earpiece from his ear and began to unclip the cord from his vest. "Look man, I have noticed you have been different since you got….shot. And then you know…what with you and Diana and all that. And then all those head shots and the hostage thing."

While he worked on dismantling his vest, Sanderson told Eversman, "I'm not re-enlisting unless I get a desk job."

The shock on Eversman's face worried Sanderson, enough he told the young Delta, "Look, it's different now. I don't want to make my kids orphans. I don't want to hurt her anymore. And…I'm starting to get tired of getting shot at by people I'm trying to help."

Eversman was still silent, until he managed to ask, "Did…did you tell anyone else?"

With a nod, Sanderson answered, "Diana, you, the people who need to know. Don't worry, I'll finish up the rest of my time as a Delta."

Meanwhile…..

Diana finally sat down, after being called in from her housework.

She had thought about ignoring the page.

Until she looked at the bills that needed to be paid, and thought about how they could use an extra hundred dollars on her paycheck. So she scrubbed up and pulled on her sneakers, she kissed the kids good-bye and went to the hospital.

Where there was a full E.R. with patients going out into the parking lot.

After four and a half hours on her feet, she collapsed on a rolling chair beside the receptionist, Keira. A young twenty something med student with blue hair.

Diana put her feet up on the desk, crossed her arms over her chest, and closed her eyes.

Keira looked over and saw the bloody Nikes, "Di?"

Without opening her eyes Diana told her, not moving, "Don't call me Di."

Keira nodded, she looked over the nurse and single mother she admired, in purple scrubs that were spotted with blood from a trauma. "Well…your shoes probably have three diseases, get them off my desk."

With a groan, Diana took them down, but didn't open her eyes.

Keira looked at Diana, who was in her late twenties, early thirties, somewhere in there. She noticed she didn't have her wedding band on so she asked, "So….I take it it's serious with the Lieutenant?"

Eyes still closed, Diana asked, "What'd make you think that?"

"Well besides all the gossip from Army wives and daughters and girlfriends. You don't have your wedding band on." Keira told her.

Diana finally opened her eyes and looked at her bare hand. It had felt naked when she took the wedding ring she had worn for so long off. The wedding band Hoot had worked so long to pay for, but she knew it was time to.

Not long after she put her ring away with the things she treasured, things that belonged to Hoot and her father. Sanderson had taken his wedding band off.

"Yeah," Diana softly told Keira.

Interested, Keira asked, "So, is he any good in bed?"

With a cocked eyebrow, Diana looked at Keira, "Does it look like I have had sex? Have you seen any behavior out of me that would suggest I have had sex? The closest thing to sex I have had was…..when the stock boy goosed me at the food store."

"No shit? You two have been going out for like months…is he gay?"

Diana rolled her eyes and looked down at her shoes. They were bloody. She would have to throw them out. There was no hope for them.

Keira quieted down.

Diana glanced up and saw why, as Dr. Chris Dockery came around the corner with a chart in his hand.

She told him, "I'm going home at ten."

Chris looked at Diana, then his watch, "That's ten minutes." He walked around the desk and saw both chairs were taken. Diana quickly put her feet up before he could sit down on the desk.

"Congratulations, you and my daughter can both now tell time," Diana applauded.

Chris pursed his lips, he dropped the chart and looked to Keira, "Would you give us some privacy?"

The young woman laughed, "What? And miss this?"

"Why don't you go up to OB? They have a new nurse. She's really cute from what I hear." Diana suggested. She watched with relief as the frustrated Doctor walked off.

Keira watched with a smile.

Diana groaned and closed her eyes again, while her young friend asked, "He's still on your ass? Didn't Sanderson deck him like….months ago?"

"Yes. The man is like a STD, he just keeps coming back."

"Amen to that," Keira muttered, to which Diana lifted her head and looked at the young woman. Who shrugged, "From what I hear…I have friends."

Diana dropped her feet, "Well, I'm gonna sneak out before he heads back this way. If you need me…use a smoke signal."