Guns were shooting at the team as they hid behind anything that could protect then from the fire. "Okay Tucker, I need you to get up there, help Caboose shore up the defense, establish a suppressing fire, and hold that position until further notice." Church orders. Violet glares at Church, "Hey fucker, this is my team... Now Tucker do exactly what Church said." Church shakes his head, his face twisted in confusion. "I didn't even know what half of that meant." Tucker nervously chuckles. Violet glares at Tucker, "Go over to Caboose, and fire the mother fucking gun. You understand?" Tucker grins wickedly, "Ooooo, I get tingly when you talk like that to me Violet." Violet cocks her gun, while looking straight at him. Tucker let's out a fake snicker, "Look, I am not going over there."
"Look Tucker, there's no time to discuss this." Church growls.
"Sure, no time foryouto discuss it. You get to hang out here with Nancy No-Bullets shootin' the breeze. Meanwhile, I'm out there, running around, eating a machine gun sandwich." Tucker retorts. Violet sighs and says, "Tucker I promise we'll give you a cover fire."
"Covering fire? Unless that means you're gonna build a huge, bullet-proof wall between me and them, I think you need to come up with a new plan. Preferably one that involves me keeping the same quantity of blood that I have right now." Tucker puffs out.
"No problem. Oh wait wait, does the blood have to beinyour body?" Church snarls.
Violet elbows Church harshly. "Shut it." She snarls. " Now DuFresne, we need to keep you safe over here. So I'll go ov-"
Church shakes his head and says over Violet's order. "Alright you, Doc, get over there and help Caboose!" He yells over the sound of the guns. "My name isn't Doc, it's DuFresne." The medic says. "Yeah. I can't pronounce that, so from now on, your name is Doc." Church tells him. "I'm not really comfortable with that; I'm not a doctor, I'm a medic." DuFresne
admits. "What's the difference?" Church mumbles. "Well, a doctor cures people. A medic just makes them more comfortable. While they die." DuFresne explains as bullets fly into and around the rocks. Violet taps her foot impatiently. "Mental note: don't ever get shot." Tucker tells himself. Church shrugs and pats DuFresne on the shoulder, "It's settled then. Your name is now Doc." The medic's shoulders slump as he shrugs. He mumbles, defeated, "Alright, but I don't think it'll stick." Tucker scoffs with a chuckle. "Well... I don't know DuFresne, my name was Cin Rue. Now everyone calls me Violet." Violet informs him. "So yeah... I think it'll stick." Tucker agrees. "Now get over to Caboose, and help him hold that position." Church orders. Violet shakes her head, "Look, Doc should stay here and I can go over to Caboose." Church ignores her. Violet curses under her breath, balling up her fist in anger. Doc shrugs slightly and reminds Church, "I don't have a gun,I am a pacifist." Church rolls his eyes, "Well then just get over there, and yellbang bang bang."
Doc shifts in place uncomfortably, "Eh, I don't know. Even that sounds pretty aggressive." Tucker groans, "Oh come on." Doc shrugs. "Besides, I'm not supposed to get involved unless someone gets hurt." He tells them. Church grins mischievously. "Huh." He looks over at Caboose. "I see." Violet follows his gaze to Caboose and she snarls, "Church don't you dare!" Once again, he ignores her and shoots one shot. Caboose yelps in pain, beginning to hop around on one foot. "Owwie! My foot!" He cries out. Violet's eyes widen, "What the fuck Church?!" Church looks at Doc, "Well, looks like Caboose has hurt himself. Maybe you should get over there and help him, Doc." Doc mumbles, "Well you could've just asked nicely.." Violet frowns, "Okay Doc, Here's the plan to get you over there. The Reds are not gonna stop shooting so I'm gonna be your shield." Doc shakes his head and him and Tucker say in unison, "Wait? What?" Violet nods, "Trust me, I get you over there and I'll shoot the reds from that rock while you fix up Caboose."
"O-okay." Doc replies. Violet smirks, "On the count of three. One... Two..." Zeta whispers in Violet's head, Three. Violet zips out in the space between the two rocks and Zeta puts up a beautiful silvery purple shield. The bullets richocet off of the shield. Doc looks at the shield impressed, but hurries over to the other side. Violet quickly puts down the shield and rushes behind Caboose's rock. Caboose is now on the ground, cradling his foot. "It hurts..." he whines. Violet frowns sympathetically. "I know Caboose, just let Doc help you. He'll make you feel better." Violet coos softly. Caboose nods, a pout still on his lips. Suddenly the bullets stop shooting. Violet peeks over the rock and narrows her eyes. Doc nods looking down at Caboose, "I'm here Caboose, where're you hit?" Caboose keeps cradling the foot that was hit. "Ah, ow, ow, ow, my foot, my foot! The Left One? I think? Let's see, that makes an L with this thumb and..." Caboose begins to ramble. Violet shakes her head and bends down to look at Caboose's foot. Violet looks at the left foot, then the right. The right one had blood spilling of it. Violet shakes her head, "Doc it's the right one." She looks at Caboose, "This is probably gonna hurt a bit Caboose. I'm sorry." She begins to take off his boot. Caboose whimpers as his body stiffens up from the pain. "Ow, ow, ow, ow, owwie!" He cries. Violet's frown gets bigger, "I know Caboose. I'm sorry." Doc bends down to examine the foot. "Oh... it shot right through his pinky toe. Shot the toe clean off." Doc tells Captain Violet. Caboose's eyes widen. He cries out, "Noooooooo! My pinky toe was my favorite!" Violet cringes as guilt pinched her stomach. "I can't believe Church shot me!" He whimpers. From the background, Church yells out, "Oh don't even start Caboose!"
Violet rolls her eyes and whispers to Caboose and coos, "Don't listen to Church, he's a big ole meanie head." Ever since Tex died, Violet decided to distance herself a little from her team even though it feels like you could just crack open a cold one with them... she knew she had to be slightly cold to them. But Caboose, Violet absolutely loved him to death. She treated him as if he was a little brother. And right now he was the only one keeping her from being a completely heartless bitch. Caboose chuckles slightly. The captain looks at Doc, "So Doc what do I need to do?" Doc itches the side of his helmet in thought, "Do you know how to bandage a wound." Violet nods, "All to well." Doc hands her a bandage and looks over the toe. "Okay you bandage while I keep pressure on the wound." Doc explains. Violet shrugs, "Okay." Doc presses around the stub of a toe. Caboose's leg begins to shake in pain. "Ow!" He whines. "Caboose." Violet says sternly, yet still sympathetic. "I need you to stop moving or it's going to hurt so much more." Caboose nods weakly and stops moving. Doc reapplies the pressure. Violet then starts bandaging his foot gently so she wouldn't hurt him. It didn't take long until she was done bandaging his toe up. Violet looks at Caboose, "Why don't you stay down and rest. I'm gonna see what's up. Doc look after him, okay?" Doc shrugs, "You got it." Violet stands up straight and stares over the rock. Sarge stands out in the open and yells, "Hey blues! We are giving you a chance to surrender!"
Violet and Church quickly exchange glances. They exclaim in unison, "Surrender?"