Well… Chapter 2… What should I do…

"Check each other over. Make sure your buddy has all his gear, just assume he's an idiot…" Jerry Kammer sighed. "Especially you Bryan, make sure that wild child has all his stuff!"

Bryan chuckled as he looked up at Jack. "Got all your stuff JD?"

Jack rolled his eyes at the shorter medic.

"Only thing JD ever forgets is his self-preservation!" Bryan called back, smirking. Then he stuck his tongue out towards Jack.

"Well, Tiny forgot to bring his sense of humor!" Jack added over his shoulder.

"Quit calling me Tiny!" Bryan frowned and shoved Jack's shoulder forcefully, causing the taller man to let out a grunt and knead at his shoulder.

Jerry tried hiding his smile by looking down on John's vest.

"Come on now… Get your act together…" he called, "And play nice, we don't need to make enemies within our own squad… We've got way too many of those already…"

"What? Squads?" Charlie grinned, deliberately getting on their older team leader's nerves.

"I swear, the three of you are going to be the end of me…" Jerry sighed, "Enemies… We've got way too many enemies already…"

"Charlie… Do you have a wish of cleaning latrines for a couple of months?"

"No sir." Charlie was quick to answer, "Sorry…"

Their older team leader glanced over at the big Californian and smirked. "Thought so…"

They all finished checking each other's gear, and headed outside.

"Head for the Black Hawks, I've got to run over and deliver a thing to one of the chair heroes first…" Jerry looked at the group, "Be right back, we're headed out in 10…"

The guys nodded.

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"Man… There's gotta be better places to be than sitting on a crate somewhere in Somalia, waiting to fly out to Mogadishu…" John let his head fall back against the post with the speaker on. "You guys ever regret this job?"

"Once or twice…" Jack admitted, "But then I healed up and all is good…"

Charlie chuckled, "Yeah, well… Try not to regret the job after this assignment bud… I don't want to see your blood any more than I already have…"

Jack offered a cheesy grin, "Sorry 'bout that…"

Charlie shuddered, "Man, I thought we were gonna lose ya back then…"

"Let's never really talk about that again, huh? I can't remember being that scared ever before…" Boxer frowned, before he looked over at Jack "How's that shoulder by the way? It's not giving ya grief, is it?"

Jack shook his head, "Nothing to worry 'bout. And it's been two and a half years… I'm good, only thing left is the scars…"

Boxer nodded. "Man… I still have nightmares about that day… Sometimes."

"Well, we survived. Didn't we…?" Jack shrugged, "Try to let it go, or it's gonna eat ya up alive, buddy…"

Boxer nodded and kicked the dust. "I'm trying to… And I feel like a wimp, cause it doesn't seem to affect you anymore…"

Jack shook his head, "No, it still wakes me up in the middle of the night… Gonna do that for a long time I guess…"

Boxer nodded.

"Hey, I would probably have more trouble with it if it happened to any of you…" Jack sighed, "I'm not even sure I remember all of it, think I was in and out from the time you managed to get me to the Humvee and to I woke up after surgery…"

Charlie nodded, "Yeah, you drifted in and out. It was horrible to witness you know…"

Jack nodded, "I get it…"

"Hey. Why don't we talk about something a little less, I don't know, depressing…" Bryan nudged Boxer with his elbow, "We're already going out to war, no need to go over all our worst moments first…"

Jack nodded, "Guess you're right Tiny…"

"I'll let that one slide, because I kinda punched your shoulder earlier… Was it the bad one?"

Boxer let out a short laugh, "Man, I don't think it's 'good' or 'bad' anymore, I think Wyatt's shoulders go by 'bad' or 'worse'…"

Jack shook his head, "No, it's alright…"

"You sure?" Bryan asked.

"Totally…" Jack nodded. His shoulder was fine.

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"Alright kids… Climb in, we're going on a family road trip…" Jerry grinned as he came back. He gestured to one of the Little Birds and the guys started to climb up in it.

When the others had gone inside, Jerry followed. He went up front to the pilot, "How's the conditions today?"

"Sunny with a chance of RPGs…" the pilot shrugged, "Like every other flight in hostile areas ever…"

Jerry nodded, "Well, we better get going. Can't be the last ones to enter the party, now can we?"

The pilot chuckled, "No, we can't… But there's only one chopper which has headed out before us…"

"Good."

Okaaaay… Hope you're enjoying my writing, and that I'm not boring y'all to death.