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With Jaz still being unconscious, Adam laid her down on her stomach to try to clean her wounds with old water leftover, it wasn't the best but it was something. Taking off his Army shirt, only left in a grey tank, he ripped a part of it and dipped it in the water,
"Carly, I need you to hold her arms down, and put this in her mouth." Adam handed Sergeant James another piece of his t-shirt.
Brushing Jaz's hair down Adam whispered, "I'm sorry Jaz, but this is going to hurt like hell".
Counting down to three, Adam finally pressed the water soaked cloth on one of Jaz's burns. Which woke Jaz, and then her screaming began.
"Khan its, okay. Fight it, it will be over soon." James tried to comfort Jaz between screams, Jaz nodded in understanding what she said.
Jaz spit out part of Dalton's shirt that was put in her mouth, "Top is this part of your shirt? Because you need a shower". She gave a side smile.
Adam could barely smile after that, having to do this to her brought so much pain in him. "Hey, how are you feeling?".
"I feel like I have been branded… Sergeant James I reckon?" Jaz turned her head from Dalton to James, trying to avoid his eye contact.
"Yes, ma'am. You were branded three times on your back, just like I was." James said with pain in her voice, and turned around to show them her two-day old brand marks.
"Why an A?" Adam asked, which had Jaz look at him with painful, anger, revenge filled eyes, "His name is Ackmeli, the leader. He wanted the first letter of his name on us to make sure we never forget him and his name." James made eye contact with Dalton and nodded in agreement.
"We need to get out of here, I don't think command and the rest of our team knows where we are." Jaz attempted to sit up, but was brought back down from the pain.
"Jaz you need to lay still" Dalton went and grabbed her hand, "We have ten ounces of water, no food. We need to formulate a plan, you rest and get some energy so you can kick some ass when we get out of here."
Jaz was already dosing off when Adam recommended her to rest, "Wake me, when you have a plan."
Adam brushed the hair from her face, "I will, now rest Khan. That's an order." Adam sat like that for a while, sitting next to her, holding her hand and just staring at her face and then her back.
"Sir, what do you think we should do?" James asked repeatedly before it brought Adam from that state.
Adam let go of Jaz's hand and started to walk back and forth to formulate a plan, going over many scenarios in his head, "They took my comms, when they took Jaz and I from town. If I get my comms, back my team could find us if I turn it on."
Sergeant James stopped Dalton, "Alright, and how do you expect us to get that from the 8 terrorists in the next room?"
Dalton started to pace back and forth again when he came across a squeak in the wood floors. Bending down he grabbed a broken piece of wood and it lift up easily. Repeating the next two floor boards, Dalton stuck his head down and saw the home had no foundation and he could see light.
"Alright I've got it." Dalton told Carly his plan, and then both of them sat next to Jaz for approximately the next three hours, until they could see the sun setting. Stirring awake Jaz looked at Dalton and could see the smile in his eyes, "What are you looking at?" Jaz said with a smile.
"I'm just happy you're alive. Can you sit up?" Dalton asked with concern.
"Yeah, I'm peachy. I suppose you guys came up with a plan?" Jaz looked between the both of them.
"They took my comms before they brought us to this shit hole, my guess is that it's still in the van, and we haven't heard it leave so it should be here still." Adam walked to the other side of the room, "these floorboards are loose, we got more than enough free so you guys can fit through." Adam walked back to see a very concerned look on Jaz's face, "What?"
"Well what about you, you said the both of us. Meaning James and I, so what about you?" Jaz started to rise to her feet to meet Dalton's eyes.
Hearing her concerned and worried, made this harder for Adam to say, "Someone has to keep them distracted."
Jaz punched Dalton in the arm, "No, no way."
Adam rubbed his soon-to-be bruised arm, by how hard Jaz punches, "What, what was that for?"
Jaz crossed her arms while trying to keep her balance, "You are NOT sacrificing yourself."
Adam looked at sergeant James, which made her turn her head away from their conversation, and then grabbed Jaz to keep their conversation between them.
"This is my team Jaz; I am in charge. This is my plan and we are doing it this way. We are all making out of this." Dalton gave her a reassuring nod.
"So you don't care about giving yourself a higher chance of getting killed?" Jaz said with anger. When Adam didn't answer right away she hit him again. "I was RIGHT BEHIND my best friend when he was killed, now you expect me just to hand you over and get you killed? What about the team, what about me?" Jaz never wanted to get her hands on a gun more in her life.
Half shocked, half happy on what Jaz said to him. He could only look at her, "I am not going to die, I promise." Adam put his hand to her cheek. And she brought nuzzled her face to it.
Both of them knew there was something between them, but they never expressed what is was. This being the first.
"Sorry to break this up, but sir the sun is down. It is time." Sergeant James said from across the room.
"Okay, let's get this done." Adam looked at James, then back to Jaz. And banged on the door, "IM READY TO TALK." Adam screamed through the door. Hearing a commotion outside he turned back to Jaz, "Once you hear my signal, run to the van."
Jaz gave a nod as she understood, but still saw Adam looking at her, "What?"
Before she could saying anything else, Adam grabbed both sides of her face and kissed her, "For good luck." He smiled, and was soon grabbed from the room from the assailants.
"Oh shit" Jaz just knew what he did complicated everything.