Still not mine…*sigh*

LAST CHAPTER-

And then it clicked in my brain. Rushing forward I blew on the whistle twice since I didn't know what was wrong with him. I dropped to my knees beside him and rolled him over. My hands were covered in something sticky- blood. He was completely unresponsive to my rolling him over.

"CUB!"

EAGLE POV

I kept blowing on the whistle to alert the others to where I was. Even the noise of it didn't rouse Cub. I was starting to get worried and there was all that blood, I don't think there should be that much blood, I thought.

I heard a crashing sound to my right and turned to find Wolf storm out. He stopped when he saw me on the floor with Cub.

"What's wrong," Wolf said in his very serious SAS unit leader voice.

"I don't know, I think he hit his head, its really bleeding, he isn't responding, even when I was blowing the wh … shit, Wolf keep blowing your whistle or Snake can't find us and we'll be royally screwed… he just isn't responding, do you know what's wrong?" he asked desperately turning to his leader hoping he could do what he could not.

But he was disappointed as Wolf said," I am not the medic I have no idea, we need Snake here and fast, geez what is it with this kid, he is always getting himself in trouble," Wolf said exasperatedly and also a little angrily.

"Well maybe if you weren't so mean to him he wouldn't have run away. Where did that energy come from anyway. And is it his fault that MI6 keep using him like this and that he keeps getting assassination attempts thrown at him left, right and centre! Really do you not care that much!?" I shouted at Wolf angrily. Seriously how could this guy be so uncaring?

"Of course I care or I wouldn't have come, all I am saying is that everything happens to him and he simply overreacted," Wolf said trying to defend himself and failing miserably.

"How would you feel if your guardian just got up and left, leaving you at the mercy of your bosses who constantly abuse you. It probably feels like he has no-one left in the world right now and being left at the hands of MI6 probably makes him feel like his life is a whole fucking pile of shit, which right now, I think is actually the case so give the damn kid a break, life is hard enough without you going and making it worse than it already is," I shouted at him again, trying to defend himself like that, ha! As if that makes any difference to how I feel about what you're saying!

"It is not my problem," Wolf growled.

"It is you fucking moron, he is part of OUR unit," and when I finished saying this Wolf jumped at me. I pushed Cub out of the way not as gently as I would have like to stop Wolf hurting him in this fight.

I Jumped right back at him and we began rolling around on top of each other. Unfortunately Fox chose this exact moment to make his grand entrance.

"CUB!...WOLF, EAGLE! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?"

BEN POV

I was following the sound of the whistling. The sound was right next to me so I kept running and came to a small clearing. I looked down and noticed Cub on the ground looking as if he had just been dumped there.

"CUB!"

I heard a scuffling sound and looked up and saw Wolf and Eagle rolling around on top of eachother hitting and kicking and punching and yelling abuse at one another.

"WOLF, EAGLE! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?"

I ignored them as they stopped, straightened up and looked at me. Instead I bent down next to Cub and pulled him closer to me. There was blood all over his head turning his naturally blonde hair a dark shade of crimson.

"CUB, CUB! CAN YOU HEAR ME?" I yelled at him trying to get a response.

"Shit, what happened and what the fuck are you guys doing fighting when Cub here obviously needs some fucking help. You should be ashamed of yourself you bastards, I thought we were a unit and a unit never argues with itself especially when another one of you is injured and lying 10 feet away," I yelled at them angrily. They were SAS soldiers for Christ's sake not a couple of four-year-olds.

"I found him and saw the blood and began blowing on the whistle. He was in my lap when Wolf here found us. I asked him what was wrong and he said he didn't know so I told him to keep blowing the whistle so Snake could find us. Then he started blaming Cub for everything that happened to him so I yelled at him and he jumped me," Eagle explained in a rush.

"Oh yeah, if he was in his lap what was he doing over here looking like someone unceremoniously threw him on the ground?" I asked infuriated at their idiocy.

"I didn't want him to be crushed by Wolf,' Eagle stated simply.

"Oh so its my fault now is it, its your fault for getting emotionally attached to the brat," Wolf said.

"He isn't some random brat, he is part of our unit and has proved himself to us," Eagle replied glaring at Wolf who was glaring at him.

"SHUT UP! You are both at fault we need to find out what's wrong with Cub so one of you start blowing that whistle so Snake, who might I add, is the only medic in the unit, can find us," I yelled.

Wolf began blowing his whistle and Eagle crawled over to me. I shoved him away and began trying to help Cub as much as I could. I brushed the bloody hair off his face and tried to wipe the blood off as well. I whispered soothing words and I prayed to the gods that Snake would find us soon.

It seems they heard my prayers as moments later Snake came charging into the clearing.

He swore and then ran over to Cub demanding to know what happened.

SNAKE POV

"What happened, who got here first?" I asked taking Cub from Fox and laying him gently on the ground so I could examine him properly. I frowned when I saw the blood and his limp, unresponsive form.

"I got here first. I saw him lying face first on the ground, probably tripped or something, and rolled him over. He was bleeding and wasn't responding so I blew my whistle to try and get you guys here since I didn't know what to do to help," Eagle said.

"Okay, well since you guys have absolutely no skill in this area, stay over there and don't annoy me," I commanded them all as I once again checked Cub. I knew what I needed to do first, get him to wake.

"Cub, Cub can you hear me?" I asked. I saw him stir slightly.

"Good Cub, good, I need you to open your eyes Cub, okay," I told him in a calm voice. I saw his eyelids flutter and encouraged him some more shaking him slightly. His eyes slowly cracked open then shut again as light suddenly filled them. He slowly opened them again and let them adjust to the light.

"Good Cub, now can you tell me what happened, I need to know so I can treat you," I informed him.

He looked like he didn't want to answer and so when he finally did, it was somewhat reluctant.

"I was running, I was hurting and knew I should stop but I couldn't, I…I had to keep running. Then the ground came rushing to meet me and I felt a pain in my foot. That's it."

He then proceeded to mumble under his breath and I swore I could see water fill his eyes. Then he blinked rapidly and it was gone.

"Try and slowly sit up," I told him and he did so. "I need to examine the wound on your head, your bullet wound and which foot was it that hurt?" I asked.

"Left, but it doesn't matter, I am fine let me get up so we can go back to the barracks, I think its going to rain and the ground is uncomfortable to lie on.

What was wrong with this kid, he needed medical help!

CUB POV

I used Snake to claw my way up to a standing position. God they already think I am weak, and now they probably think I am clumsy as well. Well I will show them.

"Which way to the bunks," I asked Snake ignoring his disapproving stare.

"Not till we get to check you, your head's stopped bleeding but that doesn't mean you don't have a concussion." Snake said.

"I don't have a concussion but I will if you don't stop giving me a headache so just TELL ME WHERE THE BUNKS ARE!!" I yelled angrily. I just wanted to go lie down. Then after my 48 hrs are up, I can start training. Yipee!

"That way," Eagle said in such a child-like way that I stopped and turned to look at him. He was looking at me with his knees tucked to his chest and his finger pointing in a direction to my left.

"Thank you," I said and headed off in that direction. No-one followed me. I liked it that way.

I liked to be alone. I always had been.

Still not sure. I don't know what you think of K-unit fighting but don't hesitate to tell me.