Sonny's world moved in slow motion. He vaguely recognized his own voice, frantically calling Davis's name while looking down in horror at the bloody, unmoving form of the person who meant the most to him. He heard Jason's urgent voice in the background - muted in a way that made Sonny feel like he was underwater. He heard Jason radio the team, confirming that they secured Lisa and to meet at a certain location.
"Sonny! Damnit man, we have to move!" Jason grabbed Sonny's shoulder and Sonny snapped back to life. What had felt like years since seeing Lisa stumble out of the hallway, grasping her side as blood poured out of her had in all actuality probably been less than a minute.
"Pick her up and let's move!" Jason ordered - Sonny already a step ahead as he gathered her close to his chest and stood. Jason was all business and Sonny had never been more thankful. He appreciated the firmness during a time where he felt like he was seconds away from falling apart. One more look at the body in his arms and Sonny willed his brain to compartmentalize. Thankfully, he'd had many years of practice doing that exact thing. A curtain slipped back into place and Sonny breathed deeply, beginning to jog behind Jason as he cleared every corridor.
"Jace, we need to find Trent before we meet at the exfil location." Sonny said, turning another corner after Jason. Sonny continued, "We need some kind of bandage to stop this bleeding - she's going to lose too much blood if we exfil without patching her up." Jason continued to jog and nodded curtly.
"Bravo Four, we need you. Level one, first hallway." Jason called for Trent as they turned into a room, cleared the corners and shut the door behind them. Sonny laid Lisa on large desk gently and turned to Jason. He moved quickly, checking the windows and then returned to guard the door.
"Sonny," Jason said, keeping his eyes trained on the door, "Check Lisa's wound. See what we're dealing with".
Sonny nodded grimly and lifted Lisa's thin undershirt. The wound was so close to her side it almost appeared like a graze and parallel with her belly button. 'So much blood', he thought. How did anyone survive with this much blood gone? With as much tenderness as he could muster, Sonny turned Lisa on her side to check for an exit wound. He let out a breath he hadn't known he was holding as he saw the small wound on her back.
"Through and through". Sonny confirmed. Jason sighed heavily, muttering "Thank God".
A sharp gasp from Lisa indicated that she was waking up. Sonny moved in closer and cupped the side of her face as she opened her eyes. At first, they remained unfocused and confused. Another wave of pain caused her to gasp again and alarm flooded her features.
"It's okay Davis. Everything's okay - we're just waiting on Trent for some supplies so we can keep moving to exfil." She struggled to sit up and Sonny gently pushed her back towards the desk. "Alright darlin', you really need to -"
"Oh stop it Sonny - let me sit up for God's sake." Sonny smiled with relief, happy to hear her usual sassiness return. He helped her sit up on the side of the desk, keeping his hands pressed on the shirt for the bleeding.
The doorknob rattled and he heard Trent's voice on the other side of the door. Jason opened it and Trent and Clay rushed into the room before shutting the door. Trent was already unloading items from his pack as he approached Lisa.
"Lisa talk to me - just the one bullet wound? Feeling short of breath? Dizzy?"
Lisa grimaced and scoffed, "Yeah Trent, just the one bullet wound. Only the one."
"Oh come on Lisa - you're not truly Bravo until you've got the one bullet wound." Clay said, laying a hand on Lisa's shoulder. Sonny watched his friend attempt to make a joke as his eyes told a different story - complete and utter worry. Sonny wasn't blind to the fact that Lisa was important to all of them - just in different ways.
"Well this is one boy's club I really would have been okay with skipping." Trent gently pushed aside Sonny's hands from the wound. Sonny stood back, trying to ignore the amount of Lisa's blood he was currently covered in. Lisa closed her eyes as Trent quickly cleaned and applied medical tape to the wound. Sonny grabbed her hand and she tightened her hold.
"Lisa, this is not my best work - but it'll keep you from bleeding out until we get to the helo. If you're going to get shot in the side, that's the place to do it."
Lisa scoffed and shared a sardonic smile with her team, nodding at Trent, "Loving your bedside manner, man. I am definitely a fan of not bleeding out." Sonny gave her hand a squeeze and Lisa turned her head to look solely at him.
So many things he wanted to tell her. So many things he thought he would never be able to tell her. He'd truly thought he'd lost her. "Lisa, I -" Jason cut him off abruptly.
"We need to move."
Clay and Sonny both moved towards Lisa to assist. Sonny made to carry her again and she swatted him away. "No way am I letting you two carry me out of this godforsaken place if I can walk."
Clay chuckled and Sonny bit back a retort. He grabbed both arms and helped her slide off the table, her legs wobbly at first but ultimately steady.
"Give me some kind of weapon." Lisa ordered. Clay and Sonny exchanged a brief look. Sonny handed her his glock quickly. She pushed it down into the back of her pants and stared defiantly at Clay and Sonny. "What?" Sonny chuckled and said, "You don't give up do you?" "Nah." Lisa said, "I don't." Sonny stared at her for a beat and then turned to Clay.
"Clay, get my six." Sonny needn't have asked, as his buddy was already in position. Sonny moved one arm around Lisa as they began to push towards the door. He glanced at her and she caught him, whispering, "I'm not gonna fall apart Sonny." He nodded, no clever retort coming to mind, "I know."
They heard gunfire ahead as Bravo encountered more Bravta. The shouts from behind them indicated they were being followed. Ray doubled back and both he and Clay took out two more men with AKs running towards them. Behind those men, at least five more followed. Sonny tucked Lisa into his arm as he raised his gun one handed and shot. Lisa watched as Bravo cleared their path and kept moving.
A door appeared up ahead as they took another turn. Lisa could see the sun rising, streaks of purple reaching through the sky through the window beside it. 'Almost there..' She told herself, her side continuing to send sharp pains radiating through her body every time she moved. The team ran through the door and Lisa breathed in the fresh air sharply, causing Sonny to glance sharply at her. "Just good to be out." She said roughly. Sonny nodded curtly, saying, "Good to have you out."
The door they exited through led into an enclosed courtyard with walls about ten feet high. Littered in the courtyard were old medical vehicles with missing tires and blown out windows. Bravo was entirely in the courtyard now, moving towards the gate on the opposite side, about 100 yards away. Bravo continued to fire as men crashed through the door Bravo had just gone through.
Sonny pulled Lisa behind a van and pushed her against the side.
"We can't move out until the heat dies down!" He shouted over the sounds of rapid gunfire. He popped up and shot through the window. Lisa stayed crouched but turned to face the van and watch the sides while Sonny and Bravo continued to fire. She caught a glimpse of someone in her left peripheral and before she knew what she was doing, she grabbed the gun from her waistband and shot twice. Sonny immediately dropped and covered her, panic in his eyes.
"I shot him, Sonny! Not the other way around!" Lisa reassured him, trying to not to laugh at the wild look on his face. The blood loss was getting to her, she knew. Definitely not a time for laughing. The gunfire began to wind down, almost a minute between shots. Lisa and Sonny stood up. Sonny received an order in his com and motioned Lisa to begin moving again. Only 50 yards to go, she told herself. She closed her eyes briefly before standing back up, taking the outstretched hand Sonny offered. They began to zig zag to the gate, following Bravo as they dropped behind vehicles for cover and then moved again.
Sonny looked down at Lisa, willing her silently to stay awake. "Almost there." Sonny yelled, as another bullet whizzed past them. They finally flew through the gate leading out of the courtyard and Brock slammed it shut, locking the gate behind them. Lisa was relieved to see two vehicles parked. Jason and Full Metal jumped in the drivers seats and started the trucks, the rest of Bravo filing in and closing doors as the trucks burst forward. Trent had jumped in with Lisa and Sonny in the back of the first truck and began to examine Lisa the best he could with the rough terrain.
"It's only a few minutes to the helo! Stay awake, Lisa." Trent said as she felt her head begin to drop towards her chest. She jerked it back up and willed her eyes open.
"I'm okay." She said, more to Sonny than Trent. Sonny rubbed his face and turned to Trent. "I swear to God, if anything happens to her.." Trent stopped what he was doing briefly and looked at Sonny and nodded. "I know."
Less than five minutes later (thanks to the speed of which Jason and Full Metal drove), the helos appeared within sight. The team exited the vehicles. Trent helped Sonny with Lisa and everyone boarded swiftly. Trent began to more thoroughly tend to Lisa's wounds and set up a blood transfusion. The next stop would be their closest medical base. All Sonny could do was wait. He held Lisa's hand and stared at his feet while sending every prayer he could muster to the heavens above.
A/N: Writing action is not easy for me so this took a while. I've written the next chapter already and foresee around two more after that to wrap up the story. Let me know what you think! Thanks!