Within what seemed to be only minutes they were being awoken to eat breakfast and get ready to move out. They were to clean their guns to insure that they would have a less chance of jamming when they would be most needed.

Kendall watched as James walked in front of him thinking about how much he loved him. He knew it wasn't the best moment for these thoughts but he wanted to take him right there, leaving him marked as his own. Him and James had only had sex twice. Sure, this wasn't the most normal of relationships or circumstances but still, twice. It had been far too long and twice was not enough! He knew there was nothing he could do about it now but he could still touch him. Leaning forward, looking awkward while still walking, he pushed his fingers between the brunettes shoulder blades dragging his fingers down his spine, wasn't very satisfying due to the clothing.

James turned at looked at him with a confused look, "Yeah?"

Kendall nibbled his lip, James smiled and Kendall smiled back, "I love you."

James rolled his eyes and laughed, "I love you to, darling."

God, not butterflies, Kendall hated butterflies.

After an hour and a half of walking James suddenly stopped and held up his left hand signaling to halt. Kendall stopped in his tracks and did the same thing for Carlos, who had been walking behind him.

The only noise was the sound of labored breathing, trying to suck down the cold air, and the barely audible mumbles of their radio man. Soon they were being told to move forward again. Within minutes they were breaking into a clearing. They were told to stop and wait once more while their Sargent spoke quickly with another male who was very tall with dark skin and not well shaven what so ever. No one spoke but Kendall reached forward and laced his fingers with James' and gave him a gentle squeeze letting him know that he was there for him.

"Alright men, we need to get to work immediately. They had only had 5 corpsmen with them and one of them was KIA and another one is too injured to help whatsoever." With that they were told to move out and get to work.

"Come on guys. We are gonna be ok." Kendall spoke softly while placing his hand on Carlos' back while keeping his other hand in James' warm grasp.

They were led to a makeshift area where tents had been set up to shelter the men lying on blankets or tarps and then were covered with one or two blankets. There seemed to be about 15 of them.

Logan approached a man who was looking at them, Kendall, James, and Carlos following him to listen into the conversation.

"Hey, man. What do we need to know?" Logan asked when he was within ear shot.

"Well, um, I guess you just need to know that the very critical have been shipped out and I don't know what the hell is going on with the flights but we have been getting a copter in here about once a week when we need them more like every other day because the city just on the other side is filled with, gah, fuck!" The man became flustered and ran his hand through his dirty brown hair.

"Ok, well we are going to go and check everything out," Logan replied slightly hesitant.

"Yeah, if you all got it we need new bandages and antibiotic." He said his voice more calm now.

Carlos stepped forward and put a hand on Logan's waist to lead him away to get to work. Kendall felt the need to say something to the other man but he didn't know what. He was rushed when he felt James' hand on his hip, "It's alright, we've got it under control." Well, it wasn't a complete lie, right? Whatever.

The man didn't move as they walked around him. Kendall looked around himself again before walking up to someone with James beside him, he knelt on his knees and pulled back the blanket, the man stirred, "Hey, it's alright, we are just gonna check your bandages and change them if needed ok?" he nodded. Kendall looked over the patchy work that had been bled through.

Kendall turned to James, "Hey, can you unwrap this? I'm gonna go and get a supply pack." Kendall gave him a small peck on the lips ignoring the groan from the man on the ground.

Once he returned James had the bandage almost completely removed, using his pocket knife as scissors, working extra slow as to not harm the man further. Kendall dug through the pack removing clean bandages and tape, along with saline wipes to at least clean the wound a little.

When James pulled back the bandage completely it revealed something that neither of them were exactly prepared for. The skin was red hot, swollen, and there were blisters from the hot metal of the shrapnel that must have hit him. It went all the way up the side of his right calf.

Kendall pulled out some wipes and looked at the man's face, he was asleep. "Here, I'm going to wash him up a little bit, maybe wash away some sweat and bacteria."

"Hand me the bandages and I'll cut some." James said holding his hand out for the bandages and grabbing the scissors.

They worked diligently together for the rest of the afternoon until dark.

"God, I don't know how much longer I can sleep on this ground! I'm gonna develop a fucking hip disorder." Carlos growled through the dark. Kendall didn't open his eyes or move from where he was resting against James' chest.

Logan laughed and there was some shuffling before Carlos let out another groan and there was a small smack, "Stop moving!"

Kendall rubbed circles on James' chest resulting in a soft squeeze, "I love you, goodnight."

So….I had nowhere to go with this chapter and it took me ALL afternoon to write it! I know, its short and kinda sucks, like the rest of the last few chapters.

THOUGH! I have a question! I have really been wanting to do this but I want opinion. I want to change this to Kendall's point of view but it's sort of weird to do at the end of a story so let me know if you all are ok with this!