So, uh, I had double-oh-nothing yelling at me because I didn't write this fast enough, so here ya go! I might've, kinda sorta, ended on a cliffie? Again? :) Don't kill me! Thanks to all y'all that reviewed, too. I love you peeps!

As Alex fell, he remembered an important fact: there were lots of rocks at the bottom of the lake. This is going to hurt. He managed to turn around in mid-air and saw a very pointy rock looming below him. Alex pulled his legs under him so he could push off the rock, but the impact was too much for his legs and the pain made him black out. When he became aware of his surroundings again, he was at the bottom of the lake and he had no air.

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"ALEX!" Ben yelled as the line snapped. He saw Alex push off a rock and go under water, but he didn't come back up. After a minute, Ben was ready to jump in after him, but K had beaten him to it. He was already at the lake shore and was pulling off his shirt and shoes. K jumped in and didn't come up for almost another minute. When he did, Alex was nowhere to been found. K glanced up and Ben pointed to the middle of the lake.

"He's near the rock!" Ben called to K. K nodded and swam over to the rock and looked back up for confirmation, and Ben nodded back to the SEAL. It took almost two minutes for him to resurface this time, and Ben was almost ready to jump in after both of them.

When K broke the surface of the lake for the second time, he did have Alex with him. Even from his position, Ben could tell that the impact had made his bullet wound start bleeding again. Alex's white shirt, although already dirty, was very noticeably red. K swam to the shore and Ben ran down to meet them. From the ground, the distance from the top of the cliff where Alex had fallen and the surface of the lake looked even longer. But Ben didn't dwell on that; he was only concerned with the teenager that was bleeding out in front of him. Alex looked so pale compared to the red of the blood on his shirt. When K cut the shirt off, Ben swore. He hadn't seen the bullet wound before, but it still looked nasty, even after several weeks. It had been a messy shot, and hadn't been properly fixed the first time, if it was fixed at all.

"He's gonna need more blood. There's almost a pint on his shirt, and I don't know how much he bled out while he was in the lake." K said, and Ben agreed. He put his hand on the wound to put pressure on it, and Alex didn't move at all. Ben knew that even Alex wouldn't have been able to hide pain like that, and checked his pulse. There wasn't one.

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The rest of the two units were still a ways behind Fox and Alex, so when they heard Fox's yell, they glanced at each other and started sprinting towards the zip line.

When they got there, they saw K sitting a little behind Fox, holding a red shirt. Fox, however, was hunched over something.

"Fox, what-" Wolf started, but then froze. They all did. No one was expecting Cub to be on the ground covered in blood, and it didn't look like he was breathing either. Snake pushed past the soldiers and got down to Cub's level. His eyes were suddenly fearful and he glanced up anxiously at Fox.

"How long-" He started, but Fox cut him off.

"He was under the water for almost three minutes." Ben said quietly.

"And out of the water?"

"About two."

"Someone call the infirmary!" Snake called to his teammates. Wolf whipped out a radio and called back to the base, but they weren't answering.

"Dang. No one's answering." Wolf said. Snake didn't pause in his chest compressions, but looked angry. He was angry at whoever shot Cub, at the infirmary, at the radio, at the SAS, at MI6, and at the world. Nothing ever went right for the boy in front of him, but he had always pulled through it. Snake just hoped that he could do it again.

Eagle, apparently, couldn't handle the stress of worrying over Cub, and ran to the nearest bush to introduce it to his last meal. J decided that Eagle had the right idea and went to find a different bush to throw up in. M glared at J, and J cowered. M didn't like it when his men showed weakness, and in any other situation, he would be yelling at them. But this wasn't any other situation. This was a teenager bleeding his short life out on the shores of a lake in the middle of Wales. He shouldn't have been there. He should have been in school, worrying about a test and getting his phone taken up for texting in class. He should have been going on dates with pretty girls. Instead, he was at a training camp for soldiers, being ordered around by a sergeant. No one under the age of 18 should have to deal with that.

M snapped out of his thoughts when he heard someone coughing. He looked down and saw that Cub was breathing again, although he was still unconscious and very pale. Wolf looked away from where he was trying to get the radio to work, and let out a breath he hadn't known he was holding. With Cub breathing again, they had a few more minutes to try and reach the infirmary before Cub would be dealing with severe blood loss.

"This isn't working. I'm going to run to the infirmary and grab someone to help." J said. Everyone else was stressed too, but J was the only one who was still in the right frame of mind to think. K-Unit glanced away sheepishly; why hadn't they thought of that, instead of trying to fix the radio and wasting time they didn't have?

As J ran off, Snake slammed his fist on the ground, trying to punch a hole to Australia.

"He stopped breathing again!"

Heh, oops. My bad. Review? So that I know you still like this? Maybe we can get 100 reviews before I update next! Do you know how happy that would make me? :) I am gladly taking suggestions for this story, just so you know :)