I felt an all encompassing darkness overcome me. I fought hard against it, fought to find my way out of the shadowed corners of my mind. I struggled, reached upwards as the pin-point of light bloomed into a full out flame. A red hot feeling came over me, like a bad sunburn.

"You okay, Jo?" Someone asked me, an unrecognizable voice ringing in my ears. I realized that there was no fire, it was just the sun burning red behind my blood filled eyelids. "Jo?" I grunted in affirmative as I brought my hand up to block out the light. "Damn kid, you took a hell of a fall."

"Wh-" I swallowed as I cracked my eyes open a fraction. My voice was rough and strained and I would have given Will's left nut for a drink of water. "What happened?" I heard a few snickers.

"You fell off the edge of a hill, Jo." A new voice said as it leant over me and blocked out the harsh sunlight. Slowly, I opened my eyes against their protest. Everything was blurred and I only vaguely made out an undefined head topped with bright red hair. "Are you alright?"

"I-I think so..." I blinked hard, trying to clear my vision. I breathed deep and tried to stand up to get my bearings but everything around me started to spin and I felt myself drop backwards, unable to stop my inevitable fall.

"Whoa!" Someone exclaimed as I felt several pairs of hands grab me and keep me from falling. I groaned as they stood me up. I closed eyes, trying to stop the world from spinning and stomping down the sudden urge to expel the previous day's lunch. A pinching feeling overwhelmed me and my hands flew to my lower back. I hissed in pain as I rubbed the ache in the small of my back.

POP!

"Sniper!" yelled someone as the sergeant fell face into the ground mere feet from the shelter of the building.

"Will!"

The memory flooded me as everything that happened before I had passed out came rushing back to me.

"Let's go, Captain!" Someone yelled. I turned to run, but only got a few steps before an explosion hit behind me and I was propelled the remaining five feet to the truck. My men were above me, screaming out something, trying to keep me still as I fought to sit up. The Major came into view and firmly pushed me back down, saying something softly, as a stretcher was placed down next to me and I was gently lifted onto it. I looked down at where I had just been laying and only vaguely realizing that there seemed to be way too much blood for just a small pinch before the roaring went silent and the world went black.

The sudden onset of the memory brought back the dizziness in spades and I pitched forward, emptying the contents of my stomach out on somebody's shoes.

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That was a fun place to cut this off. Next chapter up soon!

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Amanda

Edited 8/11/17