Another Way You Can Die

A/N: Before anybody says anything, Yes I know Auggie lost his sight in Tikrit, which is not a jungle. The song takes place during Vietnam, so sue me. It works. Don't worry isabelle, I'll let you know ahead of time. Go to .com/quiz/m/1372/covert-affairs-season-1-recap and take the quiz, and let me know what your score is. I made a 23. I scored an Auggie.

So your caught in the night

Of a new firefight

In a jungle so hot that it

Steams

An explosion just ahead

Does announce the newly dead

Its the price of calling a nightmare a

Dream

His gaze shot from side to side, doing a quick head count. The mortar round had only wounded a couple of his guys. A couple of pfcs started moving the wounded out of the way of enemy fire. He made a quick mental note to mention it in their files. They would like that. Surprisingly, he wasn't panicking, not like the poor kid next to him. His men needed him calm, and thats what he was going to give them. He, the poor kid next to him, and his Captain, were pinned down behind the smoking ruins of what used to be humvee. Another look from behind his shield of scorched metal showed another round taking down a building that some of his soldiers had just vacated. 'God, please get us out of here.' he prayed.

And the tracers probe on

'Till a close friend is gone

and you find yourself embracing the ground.

and your foe is near

as the silence you hear

as he stops to load another

round.

A cry of pain caught his attention, and he looked over to see the Captain topple to the ground, cursing like a sailor, bullet wounds spreading out like macabre flowers on his uniform top. Sadly, it didn't take long for him to die. The Lieutenant didn't have time to think on it as a high pitch whine rent the air. Reacting out of instinct, he threw himself down on the dirt just in time to avoid another explosion. Waiting a momnet afterward, he realized that the air had gone still. Way to still. 'They must be reloading. If im going to do anything, its gotta be now.' He took the opportunity to drop his empty M4A1 carbine to pull out his beretta, checking the magazine quickly. After making sure the coast was clear, he sprinted across the ruined town square to a new spot that provided him with better cover, and there he waited.

Battles raging

Its all staging

Till you realize...

Another way you can die

Still you know your out there

Feel their eyes, feel their stares

Though not a single life

Can see

He knew that he probably wouldn't make it. His team was too greatly outnumbered. Its was o.k though, he had accepted that. His family had pretty much disowned him, so there were really no regrets, except for his Natasha. She had been arrested, and instead of trying to help her, he ran. That was his biggest, and only, regret. Then, his 'spidey senses' started tingling. He had was being watched. He could feel their eyes, even though there was a cloud of dust and smoke obscuring him. Saying a quick prayer, Lt. August Anderson rose up, and carefully took aim with his pistol.

But now you fire back

for their tracers leave tracks

pointing out places where they

must be

Though a gun is taken out

Theres another have no doubt

and so you must continue the game

'Whoops, you blew it' he whispered as he saw a flash of movement through the smoke. He knew the general direction they were in, but this flash told him specifically where. He gently squeezed the trigger, and felt the gun's responding kick. He hadnt had to fire his pistol in a while, and it felt strange to him. Almost alien. He brushed off this feeling as he watched his target fall. It was soon replaced by another. 'Damn' he swore softly. Rolling his shoulders to relieve the ache that the recoil of the pistol caused, he shifted positions and took aim again.

And you know in this fight

That the value of life

On the othr side is not quite the

Same

Battles raging

Its all staging

As your mind denies

Another way you can...

The soldier felt a slight twinge of guilt at the thought of taking so many lives, but a quick glance around soon put his head on straight. 9 of the 12 man team were dead. They didn't mind killing his men, so why should he mind killing them? 'I swear, if I ever get my hands on Henry Wilcox, I am going to kill him.' That smug bastard had sent him and his men into the desert simply to die.

I see a figure in my rifle sight

Who does not know he's there

And as I hesitate to take his life

The ground explodes.

As he lined up the shot, he absently wondered if his new target realized that he was about to die. Probably not. Shrugging off this absract thought, he took a closer look at his target, and froze. It was a little boy holding the dead mans gun, he couldn't have no more than ten years old. The soldier released the trigger, and for some reason, took a step forward. The moment he did, he heard a small click, so faint, that it was almost lost under the sounds of battle. Then the world dissapeared.

My blood it flows

My heart is racing

time is escaping

As I feel it slowly scraping by

He awoke, wondering about the strange sensation that he was feeling. Something warm and wet was runing in his eyes. Reaching up, his hand found a large scalp laceration that was oozing blood so thick, it was obscuring his vision. He tried to clear his eyes of the substance, but no matter how hard he tried, his vision just wouldnt clear. Suddenly, a nearby voice was screaming in his ear. "It's ok L.T., We've got medics on the way. Just hang in there, your going to be o.k ..." The rest was drowned out by the whir of helicopter blades. Suddenly Lt. August Anderson realized what was going on, and he screamed.

Auggie sat bolt upright, his scream dying on his lips; His body as drenched with a sticky, cold sweat. As he ran one shaky hand through his hair, his other found his cell phone. Without even thinking, he hit speed dial 1. The other phone rang twice before it was answered. "Hello?" mumbled a sexy, sleep roughened voice. "Annie," he said softly, his voice sounding strange to his own ears. "I need you." Annie didn't even look at the clock. Tomorrow was a saturday, and they both had the weekend off. "Sure baby, Ill be there in five." While waiting for Annie, he decided to grab a shower. He felt dirty.

Next time, Annie sleeps with Auggie. Will you get your minds out of the gutter already? And something special for celticgina! ;)