Reiben darted across the open square as Upham continued to look confused. Caparzo then decided to be a smart ass.

"Gotta pay attention to detail. I know exactly where he's from and exactly what he did because I pay attention to detail."

Harper could see her brother in law didn't understand sarcasm when it was right under his nose. Apparently so could Jackson.

"Hey Upham! Careful you don't step in the bullshit," he advised as he followed the rest of the squad to a low wall. The squad got into defensive positions. They could hear people on the other side of the wall. Miller nodded to Hill who yelled, "Thunder!"

Harper could feel her heart start beating in her throat as no one replied. Hill yelled again.

"Thunder! Thunder or we will fire on you!"

The appropriate response would have been Flash, but instead Harper heard German. Miller turned and looked through the slats in the gate. He grabbed a terrified Upham and pulled him to the fence.

"Tell them to show themselves," he said referring to a German woman hiding on the second story of a bombed out building.

"Zeigen Sie sich selbst!" Upham yelled.

The young woman crawled out into the open where rain began pelting her pale face. The squad ran forward taking defensive positions around the perimeter of the square. The woman peaked over the edge of the second floor.

"Ask her if she knows where the Germans are," Miller told Upham.

"Where are the Germans?" Upham asked the woman.

She responded in a low, frightened voice. Harper didn't catch the word German's in the sentence though.

"Sir, she says she needs help," said Upham uncertainly glancing at Miller.

"We don't have time to-" Miller began, but saw Wade's urgent face and thought differently. "You have 10 minutes, Wade," said Miller.

"Sir," said Upham. "She wants to know if we have a woman she could talk to."

Miller rolled his eyes again and said, "Why?"

"She won't say sir," said Upham nervously sliding back and forth in the mud.

"Lewis!" Miller yelled frustrated.

Hearing her name, Harper turned and came back to the Captain.

"Sir?" she asked swinging her B.A.R. over her shoulder.

"You know German right?"

"I'm not fluent, but I can communicate, sir," she said.

"Good," said Miller. "You and Wade have 5 minutes to see if you can do anything for that woman up there," he said gesturing with his hand behind him.

"Yes sir," Harper said nodding quickly.

Wade was already finding his way up to the woman as Harper turned and came over. She slung her B.A.R over her back on the opposite side as her sniper rifle. (Being multi-talented meant carrying a lot of gear.) She expertly climbed the pile of rubble like she had been doing it all her life. She helped Wade up onto the second floor then turned to the woman. She wasn't really a woman, Harper noticed. She looked like she was about 18.

Harper reached down and took the young woman's hand then looked up at Wade.

"How does she look?" Harper asked.

Wade glanced up at her, his dark eyes hopeless. The woman suddenly clenched Harper's hand frantically.

"You must help my daughter! Amrita!"

Before Harper could answer, a child who looked like she was about 4 came out from behind a dresser.

"Mama!" cried the little girl running to her mother. The child's eyes were huge and filled with tears. The sight almost made Harper cry. The mother reached up with a trembling hand and pushed her daughter's hair back.

"Amrita, whatever you do, stay with this woman," she said pointing to Harper. "She will keep you safe."

The child stared at her mother, horrified. "No mama!" she cried.

"Amrita!" the mother interrupted forcefully. "You will do what I say! I love you my darling."

As she finished Wade gave her a shot of morphine to ease the pain of death.

"Promise me you will?" pleaded the mother.

The girl nodded quickly and the mother turned dying eyes on Harper.

"Take care of my daughter. Please… take-" but her last words were lost in death.

Wade's gaze fell as he massaged his temples with the heels of his hands. The little girl looked, wide eyed at Harper. Harper knew taking a young girl with them on their mission was risky and put everyone's life at risk, but if she didn't take the girl, she would defiantly die. When Harper looked at Wade for help he looked like he was struggling with the same choice. Before they had much time to think about it, however, two shots rang out across the courtyard.

The little girl practically jumped into Harper's arms as hers and Wade's soldier side started taking over. They peaked over the destroyed wall as men all over yelled, "Cover! Cover!"

"He was on the ground before we heard the shots!" yelled Jackson, his sharpshooter side kicking in immediately. Harper's was too. She scanned the tallest towers in the distance and quickly picked out which one the shots had come from.

"Whose hit!" yelled Wade.

"Carpy!" Mellish yelled in answer. "Carpy stop moving man!" Mellish continued to Caparzo.

"Lewis! Get down here!" yelled Miller.

Harper gently put the girl down, only to have her cling to the collar of her uniform. Harper pointed to Wade and said, "Stay with him. I'll be right back."

The girl looked between her and the medic.
"I promise. I'll be back," she said again.

The girl let go of Harper and ran to Wade as Harper jumped from the second floor. She landed easily on the pile of rubble and tumbled to the bottom were she popped up and darted across the square. She heard a shot go off and knew she had at least 3 seconds while the sniper re-loaded, but she there were two of them. There was a burning pain in her left forearm before she actually heard the shot. She gritted her teeth and kept running. Finally she fell behind the blown up car most of her squad was behind.

"Your hit," Miller observed.

"I'm fine, sir," Harper said. "It just grazed me."

Miller nodded and Jackson yelled, "Better not venture out their, fellas. These snipers got talent!"

Jackson glanced at Harper.

"Lets see how much you got, Lewis," he said, a shadow of a smile crossing his face.

She nodded and followed him behind the car around to a covered area.

"Carpy," whispered Jackson.

The wounded private turned pained eyes on him and Harper. Harper wasn't very fond of Caparzo, but she didn't want him to die, especially not in a pool of his own blood. Suddenly furious, she glanced up at the tower she knew the Germans were hiding in and vowed to do everything in her power to kill both of them.