Tex sighed from where she was sitting by the entrance to the cave watching the storm rage harder than ever.
"That storm has been getting steadily worse for the past hour," Church said to himself from the other side of the entrance. He turned to Tex and raised his voice a little so that she could hear him over the storm. "We'll have to stay here tonight and hope that it blows over by morning."
"No shit, Sherlock." She shook her head. "But a storm this intense won't blow over in a few hours. The most we can do is hope that it lightens up long enough so we can get back to base." She turned her attention to the cave, ignoring Church who was rolling his eyes at her, a fact that was made obvious as a flash of lightening lit up the entire cave momentarily. In that flash, she could see Caboose and Tucker leaning against the back of the cave, sleeping in what looked like some sort of embrace. She smirked. "Hey, Church, get a look at this," said, nodding to the remaining two members of the Blue team. He looked over and grinned at her.
"You think we should wake the happy couple?" A particularly loud clap of thunder from directly overhead cut off her reply.
"Wha- CABOOSE GET THE HELL OFF ME!" And apparently, it had woken up Tucker.
"Nah, it looks like the love birds are already awake," she said, grinning herself. Tucker jumped up from the spot where he had been laying with his head resting on Caboose and moved to the opposite wall, not sitting down. He took his helmet off and breathed deeply.
"Tucker, what's wrong?" asked Caboose, sitting up.
"Wrong? WRONG?" he spouted turning to face him. "We're stuck in this damn cave for God-knows-how-long, I'm trying sleep, I get woken up by the damn storm that stuck us here in the first place and when I do, I find you all over me like we're some frickin' married couple! THAT'S what's wrong!" Church and Tex began snickering by the entrance, and Tucker turned and glared at them, only making them laugh harder. He sighed in defeat and flopped to the ground. "Well, I'm glad that someone is enjoying this."
"I still don't get it," stated Caboose after several minutes. "Enjoying what? Naptime? I was enjoying naptime, but then-"
"Hey, Caboose? Yeah. Shut up."
"Both of you need to shut up. Hey, I've got an idea," said Tex with her usual sarcasm. "Why don't you two "sleeping beauties" get back to your little naptime and let us grown ups handle everything. As usual."
"You and Church, grown ups? Ha, that's a good one!"
"You want to say that again, punk?" She cocked her shotgun and leveled it at Tucker.
"Thaaaaat's not a grown up. That's Church!" said Caboose. Tex and Tucker stared at him. Church rolled his eyes for the umpteenth time in an hour.
"Tex, put the gun down. Caboose, Tucker, shut up."
"Whatever, man, I'm getting sick of this. I'm going back to sleep. And you stay away from me, you freak!" said Tucker, pointing at Caboose.
"Actually," said Church, "That's not a bad idea. We should all try to get some sleep." He walked over to the back of the cave, in between Tucker and Caboose so as to prevent another screeching outburst, courtesy of Tucker. "Come on, Tex. Caboose'll be out in a matter of minutes and Tucker won't bother anyone else until he's got at least a few more hours of sleep." She stared at him in response. Church shook his head and took his helmet off, sitting down next to it. "Well, fine, do whatever you want. I'm going to sleep." Tex looked at the three men all in various stages of sleep.
"Fine. But, if I wake up and any of you are an inch closer to me than you are right now, you'll wish you were still out in the middle of that lightening storm." Tucker cracked an eye open to look at her.
"Oh, come on Tex, would any of us really try anything with you?" She raised her eyebrow. "Yeah, point taken." He watched as she reluctantly got up and went over to where the others were laying down.
"Church, move over."
"Aw, come on, first you won't sleep with us and now you won't even sleep near us? We don't bite."
"Deal with it, Tucker."
"Hey, uh, Church, I wouldn't get your hopes up either," said Tucker, gesturing to the black-armored mercenary standing behind him.
"Tex, I am not moving. There is plenty of room for four people to sleep comfortably. Besides, if we run out of room, Caboose and Tucker can always sleep together." She continued to stare at him.
"Fine." Tex sat down and leaned against the wall. Church looked at her questioningly.
"What?" she asked, starting to get ticked off.
"Nothing. I just don't think you'll be very comfortable sleeping like that."
"I didn't say I was going to sleep. At least not right now."
"What? Well then why the hell did you make me move if you're not even going to sleep?"
"What did I just say? Don't you ever listen?"
"Whatever. Night."
