And so we're back to the madness of Red vs Blue. Yup, back to the action (if you can call it that).

Disclaimer: Roosterteeth owns Red vs Blue. Yes, including the dick Chairman and his just as worse douchebag mercenaries Locus and Felix. I only own my OCs.

As I felt myself being half asleep, I was acutely aware of chuckles - or is that...giggling - in the room.

"Tell me, what did the dog say?" Hmm...That voice sounds really familiar...

Obliviously, I mumbled out, "Hhmm, the dog said, 'He isn't home right now. He's having some tea with Mr. Fox'..."

"And again, tell me, what did Mr. Fox say?" Why is that voice laughing?

Again, I answered, "Mr. Fox is lonely. He just wanted some loving..."

"I-Is that so? ?" Then the voice just burst out laughing. Seriously, who is that? ?

I finally decided to open my eyes to see the source. It seems to be a guy in white armor...but he's transparent-

Wait. A white soldier who's transparent? Suddenly, I recognized the voice as I shot up from bed. "CHURCH?!"

The fucking AI managed to control his chuckles to look over at me. "Do-Do you realize that you talk in your sleep?" Then he went back to laughing.

Suddenly, I felt horrified. I-I was talking in my sleep?! Again?! What the fuck?! I- wait.

"How-How long have you been here?!" I asked, mortified.

"Oh, I appeared a couple of hours ago in your room," Church shrugged. "Then I heard you talking in your sleep - it freaked me out at first, but when I added a couple comments, you actually responded!"

My eyes went really wide. Two hours?! G-Goddamit...

I buried my face into my pillow. "I fucking hate you," I said through the pillow.

"Well, I need a way to entertain myself," Church said nonchalantly.

'Ugh...still a prick as always...' I mentally grumbled as I pushed myself up and glanced over at the clock-

I froze a bit before I picked it up. It took me a moment for it to properly register in my mind after reading it several times.

4:09 A.M. It then shifted to 4:10 A.M.

Two hours...

I slowly turned my head to stare at the AI. "...You've been here...for two hours."

"Yeah."

"Two...in the fucking morning."

"Yeah? Is that a problem?" Church asked me, bored.

"It kinda is when I wanted to sleep until my usual time," I replied with the same bored tone.

"What? At nine?"

"Umm...afternoon, really," I admitted. There was silence. "...There are a lot of boring shows in the morning."

"Oh," Church let out, understanding. "That makes sense."

"Yeah," I nodded. Then I looked at him. "By the way, where have you been? It's been two days since then."

Two days of boredom, watching TV, ignoring Lav (he is VERY persistent, even if he's good looking), seeing Tex practice outside of the base and playing games with Mikey. I didn't tell them off the odd tattoo on my right shoulder and they didn't even seem to notice.

...Not to mention that Tex seemed to be having a pretty close eye on me. Sometimes, I found the Freelancer watching my every move (and it is really creepy); other times, I felt eyes on the back of my head, and I tried to look to the source, I find nothing there – I kept having a feeling it was Tex, but I was too scared to ask her directly. How can you blame me – Lav and Mikey are also scared of her! I guess we tried to get used to her in our own way.

"Hey! Are you listening to me?" I jumped when I suddenly heard Church shout at me.

"Oh! Uh- Sorry, I was lost in thought," I apologized, rubbing the back of my head.

Church groaned. "Okay, listen, I'm not at full power right now," he said. "But I should be tomorrow. So tell Tex and the other guys that I'll be back here tomorrow."

"Ah," I let out- then I thought of something. "Wait a minute, couldn't you have appeared where Tex is and told her? Or Lav or, hell, even Mikey?"

Church tilted his head a bit. "Well...I tried to, but for some odd reason, I appeared in your room. That and... Well, you know."

I raised my eyebrow. "Oookay..." I let out slowly. "Just...get out of my room, I'm going back to sleep."

"Fine with me," Church shrugged. He began to fade out. "Remember what I said: I'll be back tomorrow! You hear?" Then he disappeared.

"...Good riddance..." I mumbled, lying back on the bed. I turned the clock away from my face, pulled the covers over me and snuggled into the bed.

...I hope I can go back to sleep.

~o~

The day went by pretty quick actually. I did my usual routine, but I told the others that Church will come back tomorrow afternoon (or somewhere around there). Mikey looks ecstatic while Lav looked like he didn't care. Tex...Well, it's hard to figure out what she's thinking because she wore armor the whole time - which is odd to Lav and Mikey but I already knew the truth.

And it was in the morning (or five minutes to 12, so maybe midday instead) that I came into the kitchen. Though, I should've noted the argument in the kitchen as I made my way there (but I'm trying to make my mind wake up) - though I was startled when I heard how loud it was. Once I walked in, I found the source:

Tex and Church are arguing with each other as Lav and Mikey just watched.

I went over to where the two are, quietly sitting down. "So, what's going on?" I murmured to them.

"Well, Church appeared like you said, and he and Tex had been arguing with each other for a while now," Lav told me.

"You don't say…" I mumbled, and the three of us watched the two of them bicker like a married couple.

…Wow. That was…a very weird thought I had. Tex technically came from Church, who is the Alpha AI. And…she's Beta. Wouldn't that make her…Church's daughter?

"Eww…"

"What?" Lav asked me.

"It's nothing," I told him. "Just a weird thought I had."

"…I don't think I want to know what it is," the dark skinned male commented.

"I'd rather you don't," I replied. I don't think he can make a perverted joke about incest…but I'm not taking any chances.

The argument had been going on for a while, until Tex said, "As far as I'm concerned, I'm square with you."

Hmm, where have I heard this? I thought sarcastically as we looked to Church, as he deadpanned, "I saved you from a life of imprisonment. How the hell are you square with me?"

"Because I didn't kill you back at Sidewinder," Tex retorted. No, you didn't kill him, you tried to rescue him (which failed when he's nothing more than a hollow shell of his former self – and this dickhead is what we got) – which reminds me, is Tex that cold blooded to kill the Reds if she got bored? …Well then, it's a good thing we got her out.

"-is the same thing as doing them a favor," I tuned back to the conversation in time to hear Church say that.

"Well, if you don't appreciate it, I could just kill you now," Tex simply said, pulling out a pistol nonchalantly.

"No, you can't! I'm already dead, bitch!" Church retorted smugly. "I guess the joke's on you!"

"There are ways to kill ghosts you know," Tex said with a flat tone.

Church winced. "Hey, listen, I just-"

"STOP IT!" Mikey suddenly shouted, surprising the shit out of us as he comically waved his hands. "Stop fighting! Can't you see you're tearing us apart?! WHAT ABOUT US?"

"What about you?" Tex asked him, confused.

"We helped you too!" Mikey exclaimed. "And what do we get? Nothing!"

"Well yeah, but-"

"Yeah, but nothin'," Church cut her off. "He's got a point."

"I did help them get the flag back," Tex pointed out.

"Yeah, but you were paid to do that," Lav reminded her. "We rescued you as a favor. We could have just let you rot in the Red Army prison." He shrugged a bit, uncaring. "It wouldn't have made any difference to us."

"...That's a bit mean to say, but yeah," I finally spoke up to add in my piece. "What they said."

Tex looked over at us for a bit then sighed. "Okay, fine," she conceded, putting the pistol away. "I'll stay here for as long as it takes to help you win this thing." Then she leaned towards us. "So, what do you need me to do?"

I blinked - that was...odd. I'd figure that she would've tried to leave after she helped us. What's keeping her here?

It seems even the others are surprised by her response. "Uh…I, uh…" Lav stuttered.

"Seriously? Just… 'Okay'?" Church let out with an incredulous tone.

"Is that a problem?" Tex asked, sounding amused.

"Well…no, not really," Church shook his head. "I'm just surprised is all; I'd figure you'd leave as soon as you've helped us."

Tex went silent for a bit. "…Let's just say that I have a bit of a…business here."

…Okay, why am I getting a sudden chill right now? I thought as I felt it crawl up my spine.

"Anyway, what do you want me to do?" Tex asked again.

"…Honestly, I have no clue," Lav admitted. "If you knew how to fix a tank, I'd have you do that."

Tex thought about it for a moment then she nodded. "Okay."

"Wait, you-you know how to fix Sheila?" Mikey let out, stunned. Then he beamed and he hugged Tex. "I love you!"

Tex stared at Mikey for a bit, then looked over at us. "…Who the hell is Sheila?"

"She's the Training AI in the tank," I answered.

"…Right," Tex let out, a bit uncomfortable. Then she looked back down at Mikey. "Can someone tell him to let me go?"

"Caboose, let Tex go," Church told the young rookie.

"Okay!" Mikey nodded before he complied.

"Now, get in your armor you three," Tex ordered us. "We're going out."

"Dibs!" I called out before I took off towards the armory room.

"Hey, no fair!" Lav exclaimed.

"You're too slow!" I called back at him playfully.

Eat your heart out Sonic.

~o~

We soon made our way to where Sheila is…and man, she didn't look good. We've neglected the poor thing for three days… it's good that she isn't smoking now, and it rarely rains here in Blood Gulch (at least, that's what Lav told me). Mikey just made a sniffle at the sight of Shelia. Even I can't help but feel bad for the poor AI…

At least the Reds haven't messed with the tank for the past three days. But the others (well, Church, Lav and Tex) are a bit paranoid of any stragglers. I also looked around as well, just to be helpful.

As Tex went over to the upside down tank, Church turned to us. "Okay, take it easy, guys," he told us. "When I was over at the Red Base, I saw that they've already got their jeep fixed. So whatever you do, don't let them see us before we get Sheila back online."

I raised my eyebrow. When did he do that? Because when I and Church went there to spring Tex out, it was trashed by Sheila. Unless…is it possible for Lopez to fix that up pretty damn quick? I mean…I knew he was a robot but…hot damn that fucker is fast. I was about to ask- but I screamed when I heard a loud crash and looked to the source-

…And I just noticed that the others are also staring at me for my scream, Tex included.

I huffed and turned my head away. "You guys suck," he muttered.

"Anyway…" Church began slowly. "I'm the one that's the least visible, so I'm going to head up to higher ground and keep an eye on the Red Base. If I see anything, I'll let you know."

"Okay, I'll come with you, Church," Mikey said.

"Nah, I think we should leave the asshole alone," I told the blue clad male. "If he gets lonely, he'll call for us." Lav let out a snicker and I gave him a look. "Not like that!"

"I know, but still," Lav chuckled.

I punched him in the arm, but he didn't budge; all that did is make him chuckle more.

"Yeah, but what if I'm really…really…quiet?" Mikey let out, the last part of his sentence in a whisper.

I looked over at the young recruit and patted him on the shoulder. "Mikey…if the Reds saw you, you'll be in big trouble," I told him. "Do you want to get in trouble with the Reds and Church?" He shook his head, understanding now. "Okay then."

…I feel like a horrible person when Mikey is THIS manageable right now… But I'm not the type of person to take advantage of a person like Mikey.

"Yeah, just listen to her man," Church said. "And don't do anything stupid like somehow blowing up our base!" And with that, Church headed off towards the cliff.

"Just watch the Red Base and tells us if you see any movement!" Lav called out to him.

Then something occurred to me. "Hey, we left Sheila out here, right?"

"Yeah?"

"…And that was like three days ago, yeah?"

"Your point?"

I looked over at the tank – seeing Tex working on it – and at the general direction of Red Base. "Then how come the Reds didn't come by and pick her up? I mean, they could've fixed her up and used her against us or something!"

There was silence.

"…Yeah, that's actually pretty weird," Lav agreed with me.

I looked over at Mikey to see him sitting on a nearby rock…well, he's actually pulling out a sketch book and a box of crayons – I was bored two days ago and explored the base a bit more, and I came across those. I showed them to him and he used those to draw simple pictures – at least that will kept from being bored.

I nodded to myself; I know this isn't a fan fiction or something, but…I don't want the lovable idiot to get himself killed somehow.

Anyways, after I made sure that Mikey is thoroughly distracted, Lav and I went over to the tank. I ignored the two as I looked over at the tank – it doesn't seem like the Reds have put anything on it. But now that I got a better look at it…the shells from the drop ship really did a number on the tank and Sheila.

I looked over at Red Base. That is pretty odd, now that I thought about it. We didn't hear any activity from the Reds for the past three days – what was going on over there?

I gave the team a look…and looked up at the cliff. Church seemed preoccupied by the base…surely he wouldn't notice, right?

Looking around a bit, I decided my route to go check out Red Base on my own.

~o~

'Okay…what the fuck am I even doing?!' I cursed at myself, planting myself against the wall of Red Base.

This is one of those times I blame my curiosity. I mean…what in the living fuck am I even doing?!

Now I'm trying to hold my breath and not make a sound as I tried to eavesdrop on the Reds. So far, it was just Grif and Simmons playing I Spy, and I haven't heard a thing from Lopez, Sarge and Donut. …And damn it's fucking boring.

And I think I hung out with Church too much – or watched Red vs Blue too much; because I don't curse as much as I did now…

"Hey guys!" I jerked when I heard that familiar tone.

"Hey Donut…" the two men said in boredom.

Okay, so Donut is here…but how long has he been back?

"Boy, it felt like it's only been a day since I was gone!" The man cheerfully said.

"Donut…you've been gone for three days in the intensive care unit," Simmons said, flatly.

"I gotta say, you're a hardy bastard to survive a grenade to the face," Grif added.

"And there was the fact that Sarge in a coma for three days," Simmons added- wait, what? "I'm just glad that he woke up today."

"You're only glad because it gave you a better chance to kiss up to him," Grif let out.

…So Sarge was in a coma for three days, while Donut fully recovered today? I thought with a blink. That…actually made sense. In that case, it's probably the very same time that Lopez can actually speak…in Spanish.

I slowly took off my helmet and used the ramp to look over at them. I can see the maroon, orange and…uh, lightish-red armored men up on the roof…and there's Lopez. What's with him? Should I poke him, or…?

Suddenly, the robot looked over at me, and we stared at each other. Then:

"Hey, hay una chica rara encima en nuestra base," I blinked – what the fuck did he say? "Hey! ¿Me has oído?" The robot turned to the others and I quickly ducked back down.

"What did Lopez say?" I heard Simmons asked as I quietly snuck away.

"I have no fucking clue," Grif said before I quickly hightailed it out of there.

"Hijo de puta…" I heard Lopez sigh as I made my escape.

'Okay, I gotta get outta here and to the others again before Tex makes her attack or the Reds see me,' I thought to myself in panic. 'Or if I'm lucky, Church won't be as pissed off at me, or-' "HOLY FUCK!" I screamed as I was suddenly sent flying into the air and crashed onto the ground.

There was pain, but I was completely panicking on how that happened. What the fuck is that?! "What the fuck is that?!" I shouted out my thoughts, as I pushed myself up-

Ow! Okay, big fucking mistake! I might have hurt something when…something happened. All I remember is an explosion…

Wait, what?

I felt around my back for something, and after much effort to reach it, my fingers touched something and it came out pretty easily when I pulled it out. I brought it around to look at it…

…and my eyes went huge. It was a piece of shrapnel. Which means…

Did someone throw a fucking grenade at me?! Who?!

…And how the hell did I survive that – I could've gotten killed by the shockwave or something! That-that didn't make a lick of sense! I'm not some fucking Mary-Sue, am I?! I can still die…but that also doesn't mean that I wanted to find out if I CAN die!

The whole time I was panicking, my back felt itchy, and after a bit, it no longer feels itchy.

Cautiously, I stood up – I don't feel any pain whatsoever. I figured that a grenade exploded behind me, I should've had some of its shrapnel in my back. In fact, I shouldn't be able to walk right now! I looked behind me – there are pieces of metal on the ground. And all of them are covered in blood.

…MY blood.

Creeped out, I quickly fled.

Of course, it was then I heard a roar of a car and I chanced a look over my shoulder-

And here comes Sarge and Simmons in the Warthog…driving towards me!

"FUCK ME!" I screamed as I ran faster to escape them.

~o~

Tex had just finished repairing the tank when they all heard a scream. She, Tucker and Caboose – as Church went off earlier to not only warn the Reds, but to see where the hell Erica went – looked over at the source…and saw a rather comical scene that is Erica running away from the two Reds.

"Don't let 'em get away Simmons!" Sarge ordered, the one driving.

"Yes sir!" Simmons nodded loyally as he set the machine gun to the indigo clad woman (even though the latter didn't know it is a woman), but the woman (who somehow remembered something related to Team Fortress 2) began to weave a lot, to his frustration. "Dammit! Hold still!" He cursed at her, trying to aim.

"Fuck you!" She shouted back at him.

Grif, Donut and Lopez (or rather Church since he possessed the robot) watched on – the latter in exasperation. "They sure can run," Donut commented, impressed.

"I'll say," Grif admitted.

Church, he palmed his visor. 'That idiot!' he mentally cursed – thankful that he can understand himself in his thoughts. 'I knew I shouldn't assume she's smart!'

At the cliff, Caboose looked over at Tucker. "Umm…should we help her?"

Tucker watched as Erica ran to the rock and managed to jump over it, and the warthog crashed onto it (making the two men cry out in shock – and nearly propelling Sarge out of the vehicle). "…I think she's good for now," the aqua clad man slowly said.

Tex shook her head. "I can't stand watching this," she mumbled, getting into the tank, easily taking control and pointed the cannon over at the jeep.

Simmons just then noticed the cannon pointing at them as Sarge was trying to orient himself. "Uh…Sarge?" He let out, fearfully.

"Simmons, shut up!" Sarge scolded him as he got himself back into the seat. "We gotta kill off that nasty Blue that's getting' away!"

"But, sir-!"

"Simmons!" Sarge began, beginning to turn to his lap dog-

Then he noticed the cannon. "…Oh."

"Firing main cannon," Sheila said before the large vehicle fired at them.

The force of the blast sent the jeep and the two flying. If it hadn't been for the armor and the Kevlar, they could've been kill right then and there.

Somehow, the jeep landed near the base, and the two landed near Grif and Donut (and Church, who was hiding behind one of the columns). "Whoa! What the heck happened to you guys?!" Donut exclaimed, shocked.

As soon as he finished his question, Tex got the tank to fire at Red base at a safe distance, the explosion hitting the side of the base. "Oh shit! Run!" Grif screamed as he and the three men quickly hid at the ramp.

"H-Hey! What's going on?" Donut asked them, confused.

"That chick in black armor is back!" Simmons shouted in fear.

Donut raised his eye brow. "What chick?" Then suddenly, something snapped in Donut's mind. "The one who stuck the grenade to my head?"

"That's the one," Simmons nodded.

"The same chick whose fault it is that I'm stuck in this light red armor?"

Grif popped his head over the ramp with a bored look. "Donut, I understand the need to safeguard your masculinity. But, really dude, it's a whole lot faster just to say pink."

But Donut was too angry to hear that part. "Ohohoho, I've been waiting for this!" The farm boy plucked a plasma grenade from his belt and headed over to the edge of the base. "Hey bitch!"

Donut's voice also reached Erica, who peeked out from behind one of the large rocks to watch. "Oh...I don't think I can be of much help here," she admitted to herself.

"Remember me? I saved something for you!" The pink clad male shouted before he hurled the grenade with all of his strength.

It felt as if the Blue Danube was playing as everyone watched as the grenade flew across half of Blood Gulch in a gentle arc. Though, Erica was amazed that no one else noticed the sniper bullets trying to hit the grenade...though, she was also impressed by what incredible arm Donut has. 'Famous football players, eat your heart out,' she thougth as it flew all the way...

And somehow landed on Tex. "Aw crap!" The Freelancer exclaimed in shock before she tried to get it off.

"Hell, yeah!" Donut cheered. "Three points, you dirty whore!"

When the last part of his sentence finished echoing...the tank exploded with Tex in it. The tank was sent flying as the cabin blew apart...and they could notice Tex's body being flung out of it before crashing in a heap somewhere around it.

"Dear God..." Erica softly said, horrified by the sight before she took off to the tank.

Church was also horrified by the sight - he didn't want to believe it- really, he didn't. "¡Dios mío, no!" He screamed. He jumped off of the base and ran as fast as he could. "¡Tejas, Tejas!"

Erica reached her first, and kneeled down. "Tex! Tex are you okay?"

"What does it look like?!" Tex scolded her, her body sparking. "Ugh...this isn't good...the AI is gone..."

'Oh shit, O'Malley is loose,' Erica thoguht with a panicked look.

"Hey," Tex called out, getting her attention. "...Do me a favor and turn on your radio."

Erica blinked. "Huh?"

"Just do it," Tex told her.

"Uh...okay," the brunette hesitantly nodded before she did so.

At that moment, Church came up to them, and kneeled down by Tex. "¡Tejas!" He exclaimed, cradling her. "¡Tejas, háblame!"

Tex looked over at him. "Church...is that you?" I blinked when she said that weakly. She sounded- Uh, I better not over think this, Erica quickly thought, cutting herself off.

"Sí," Church nodded.

"It-It's gone, Church," Tex said, sounding happy. "The AI, it's gone. Thank you. Heeee, bleah..." The Freelancer then went limp in his arms. The only thing Church can do is held her close and cried.

Erica felt as if she was intruding on it and began to move away...but she heard a strange sound. "Hmm?" She let out with a blink, looking around. After a few moments, the sound is gone. "...That's weird..." She muttered, turning off her radio. 'Must've been my imagination...'

But now she's got more things to worry about...like facing the wrath of a pissed off AI, and dealing with the possessed Caboose for three months until Doc arrives.

'What else is going to happen...?' She muttered mentally to herself.

~o~

From her post, she was rather...stunned by what she just witnessed. "She healed remarkably well from the frag grenade I tossed..." She murmured to herself.

From the reports, it seems impossible for a human to gain regeneration powers...unless they have the right genetic code. Where in the world did they get this one...?

She has no military experience...and they had to fake the records to make sure that she is covered. But there's no telling how much stronger she could get.

She doubts that they could all take her, even if their number seven appears. Still...

"...She can be of use to us..." She murmured, the sun over Blood Gulch reaching the peak, revealing a part of her skin...and the tattoo of 05 on her left thigh of her armor.

~o~

I sighed miserably. "I can't believe I got scolded by a Spanish robot..." I mumbled as I walked down the halls of Blue Base.

Its only been a few hours, and we buried Tex's body next to Church's. Before that, I got a scolding from Church - even though I don't have the faintest idea on what the hell he's saying, but he soon wrote it down, telling me that it was my fault that Tex is dead, and that I shouldn't wonder off like that.

I rebuttled that I went to check out why the Reds have been inactive for three days, and discovered that Sarge had been in a coma for three days, and had awaken today. But now that the jeep is destroyed (and who knows how long it'll take Sarge to repair it without Lopez), it might take them a long time for them to return to action.

But then it became a yelling match between the two of us - and I have no idea why I did that. Normally, I would back down when there was yelling, but I did it. It lasted for a while before I smacked him, glared at him and walked off.

I didn't bother to remove my armor as I entered my room and leaned against the wall, sliding down with a sigh. "...Well, it can't get any worse than this," I let out. "Other than O'Malley in Mikey's head."

"What's this about O'Malley in Caboose's head?"

I jumped at the voice and looked around. "...Who's there?" I asked. Then something formed on top of my knee. Its a small, light grey, transparent soldier.

"What's up?" It asked...in a familiar voice.

I did a take. "Tex?" I exclaimed in shock. "I...I thought you-"

"Died?" Tex finish for me. "Yeah, that's what they all thought. But not you and Omega though. Its strange that you knew what I am. So I looked through your memories." I froze. Shit-

She then used my armor to make me strangle myself. "What I found...I didn't like. So you thought we were just made up huh? Used for entertainment? Well, you've got a sick idea for one!"

"T-Tex! I can explain-!"

"Explain what?" Tex then made my hand squeeze tighter. "That me, and the other AIs will die from the emp later on? That I will be remade by Epsilon and then broke down some more by the Director? Like the Alpha?" Vision...going black... Can't...breathe...!

Then suddenly, my grip was released and I fell onto the floor, greedily sucking in air. "Well...those two should've just let me stay dead," Tex let out, darkly.

"Huh?" I let out, blinking. "Wait...so...you're not mad?"

"Of course I'm pissed," Tex said. "But so far, you've treated the others as if they were people."

"Well, this is my reality now," I said as I sat up. "Besides, before we got here, I asked Mikey to hit me as hard as he could - and it hurts like a bitch."

"Oh, well that's a hell of a wake up call," the AI said.

"Anyway, from what you got from my thoughts, Omega's infected Mikey," I said. "So what are you going to do?"

"Well...as much as I wanted get rid of my 'brother' for good, I can't exactly do that since I have no idea what Caboose is capable of, and I don't Omega to catch on that I'm nearby," said Tex. "Since the events of Red vs Blue won't continue for three more months..."

...I didn't like the way she trailed off. "What?" I finally asked, nervous.

"Well, we're going to have to train you to get ready for those events," she said. "You can't exactly be a bystander the whole time, you know."

"I...I know that but..." I glanced down. "What exactly can I do? I'm not like you OR Carolina. Or anyone else for that matter."

"Well, we'll figure out something," Tex shrugged. "Still...didn't imagine you to be from 2014, nearly 538 years ago."

"You'll be surprised," I shrugged- then paused. "Uh...you didn't go into my...darker parts of my brain, did you?"

Tex didn't answer at first. Then: "You have a dirty mind, you know that? Not really dirty, but dirty nonetheless."

"Oh shut up," I frowned at her.

"Anyway, give Dad some time to cool down," she told me. "We'll use that time to get you training."

"...I have a feeling I'm going to regret this..." I sighed.

"Shut up and take it, you bimbo," I could practically hear the grin in her voice.

"Oh hush."

Lopez -"Hey, hay una chica rara encima en nuestra base.Hey! ¿Me has oído? " – Is Spanish for "Hey, there's a weird chick over at our base. Hey! Did you hear me?"

Church - "¡Tejas! ¡Tejas, háblame!" - Is Spanish for, "Texas! Texas, speak to me!" I used Google English to Spanish translator.

Anyways, it seems that not only Tex 'died' she is now in Erica's head. She'll be going through hell for the past three months...but it might be worth it, would it?

But her problems are just beginning...

Review please!