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Chapter 7
(Jared P.O.V)
I woke up to the sound of feet walking across the floor towards me. If I hadn't been still been feeling very woozy, I would have sat up quickly, ready for anything. As it was, the most I could do was open my eyes to see a woman of about forty with a medics uniform on standing over me, EMA (electronic medical assistant) in hand, staring intently at the screen. I looked around and realized I was sitting in the medical station, all of my armor off.
"Who…are you?" I croaked through a slightly sore throat. The woman glanced up and smiled, seemingly relieved about something.
"I'm Specialist Medic Sunny Baxter. I'm helping you get off your high from my mistake." She frowned at the last part.
"What mistake?" I asked, slightly confused. Sunny's frown deepened and her head lowered.
"Well, after the battle, I was going through the crowd, looking for wounded marines, when I found one a few yards away. As I approached, the crowd thickened, and I had no choice but to reach through the crowd and hope for the best. I jabbed my hand in a small gap in between people and jabbed, released the morphine, and pulled back. I then saw a few other people walk behind the group, so I jabbed and few more times, then continued on through the crowd. In actuality, I jabbed your hand three out of the four times. I had the needle fully filled all four times, so the amount of morphine you took in was a lot. I'm surprised you even survived." She answered, her voice getting softer and softer until her voice was almost a whisper. I did my best to crack a nice smile, but it was very weak.
"Hey," I said, still croaking a little "it wasn't your fault, and it really is fine. After all, Spartans are tuff. We can handle little things like drug overdoses." We both had a little laugh at that. After that, she said good bye and moved onto the next patient just as Amanda walked in the room, with only a tight flight suit on. She looked around for me, spotted my bed, and jogged over.
"How are you feeling?" She asked, sounding concerned. I grinned.
"Well lets see, I have a soar throat, a head ache, I'm sore all over… normal, I guess." I answered, still grinning. She laughed, a high, almost musical laugh. For some reason, it was music to my ears.
"Seems about right. Anyways, I really hope your okay. After all, it wouldn't do to have Teen 1 be taken out of the battle. By the way, we are approaching Sword Base and will arrive in about five minutes. In the mean time, everyone else is here. Would you like me to go get them?" She asked. I nodded. She started walking towards the door, but stopped for a second, seeming to think about something. Then she turned around and looked me in the eye.
"Jared, I lied before. I actually do like someone. But don't you DARE tease me about it, or I will punch you SO hard that my fist will punch through your armor and into your stomach!" She said, getting slightly scarier at the threatening part. I grinned, sat back, and laughed. She stomped away, and in the next moment the sliding door was opened to let my friends in.