A/N: I do not own nor will I ever own anything by Falling Skies, TNT or Steven Spielberg. I will try to keep most of the characters and important events the same but most of these chapters will be original.

Also as a warning I realize the grammar is poor at best, so if you can read it and enjoy it then that's all I am asking.

Chapter 6

One Giant Leap for Mankind

Looking down at one of her model 1911AI Maggie spotted what was causing her trigger to stick. A small piece of metal no bigger than ant had somehow lodged it's self along the trigger and was making the trigger stick slightly whenever she released her grip on it.

"Figures,"she said removing the piece of metal with a pair of tweezers.

Leaning around the table Margret tossed the debris into a small waste basket that was off to her right. Lifting up her head she felt her headache start pounding again as she reached up and put her hand over her right eye. When she had cancer, headaches were among the many sides affects of her chemotherapy treatments, so she tried to not let them bother her. But that didn't stop her from being annoyed every time she had one, not to mention it always reminded her of that time.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, causing Maggie to jump a little. "It's open,"she said turning around to see Lourdes carrying a cup of hot tea and she hoped some kind of pills for her headache.

"Sorry, but all we had was lemon flavored,"she replied setting down the cup of hot tea in front of her,"but I did manage to find you some Tylenol P.M."

Holding out her hand, the young assistant to doctor glass dropped the two pills into her hand. "Thanks."

"Not a problem Maggie. Are you sure you don't want Anne to give you a check up?"

Popping the pills into her mouth she reached down and took a sip of the tea. "See, I am already feeling better."

Sighing with frustration, Lourdes turned to walk away from him. "Hey...I just wanted to say I am sorry about Jamil."

Margret knew that she must have been the 50th person to say that to her, but for some reason she still felt like she need to say it. More importantly, she hoped it didn't sound fake, for it was only recently did she know what it was like to love another person. She could only imagine the pain it would cause her if she lost Hal.

Lourdes nodded at her as her eyes started to water up. "I appreciate your concern, but I am okay. Unfortunately with this war we all have come a little to costume to losing people we care about. We owe it them to keep going...don't we?"

"Your right about that."

Giving her a warm smile, the medical assistant turned to leave. "Oh, Hal wanted me to tell you he should be back soon."

Raising her hand Maggie gave her a brief wave before Lourdes closed the door behind herself. Returning her attention on putting her weapon back together, she let her mind drift once more.

All told they had spent nearly an entire month on the outskirts of Charleston, probing and salvaging anything they could use from the surrounding area. After what happen at the high school almost a year ago, the 2nd Mass rarely stayed in one spot more than a few weeks. So after weeks of planning Captain Weaver finally decided it was time they enter the city, with Hal and Maggie taking point as advance scouts. The whole week they had spent going over at least half a dozen potential escape routes, fighter positions, and layouts of the city that she felt like she could easily navigate the streets with her eyes closed.

Putting the last screw in place, Maggie picked up her pistol. Giving the trigger a few squeezes she suddenly spotted Hal carrying a small box with an extra weapon slung over his other shoulder.

"You know, most guys might freak out when they walk in and find there girlfriend pointing a gun at them,"he said with a grin on his face before setting down the box in front of her and pulling off the M72 LAW rocket launcher setting it against the wall.

"Yeah, well most girls would freak out if their boyfriend brought them home grenades, C4 and a rocket launcher,"she added supporting her own grin across her face.

Laughing, he took off his AK 101 setting next to the M72 before walking over and giving her a quick kiss. "How are you feeling?" He asked taking off his gun belt and setting on the back of a nearby plastic chair.

"A little better,"she added leaning back in her chair feeling the affects of the sleep aid that was in the Tylenol P.M,"and don't worry...Lourdes past along your message."

Taking the seat that was in front of her, Hal put her outstretched legs in his lap."Wait, are you telling the tough and fearless Margret Walker was actually worried about me?"

Opening her eyes she wanted to say something, but stopped when she felt him start rubbing her right calf through her blue jeans. Hal kept up with his rubbing for a couple minutes before his hands slide up her jeans and started rubbing her calf directly on the skin.

"You do know I am not in the mood tonight,"she said feeling herself becoming more and more drowsy with each passing moment.

"I know,"he said switching to her other leg.

Finally she forced herself to open her eyes again. Hal, who was leaning back in his own chair had a smirk on his face all the while he continued to keep rubbing her legs. Looking up into his brown eyes she could see nothing but love staring back at her. If there was any doubt on whether she made the right choice by finally letting Hal in, those doubts were firmly squashed.

"Come on Mason, lets go to bed."

Smiling back at her, Hal gently let go of her legs. Standing up he took off his jacket, long sleeve button T shirt, and boots placing them on top of their joint footlocker. Climbing into the bed, she waited for her boyfriend to turn off the lantern and join her under the covers.

"Hal?" She asked as he laid down next to her wrapping his right arm around her waist.

"Yeah."

"I love you."

"I love you too Maggie."

Checking his book bag one more time, Hal made sure he had all the supplies he would need when he and Maggie would cross the rebuilt sections of the railroad bridge and finally enter Charleston. After spotting the C4, detonator, camera, and binoculars he zipped up his bag and set the bag on his bike when two photos fell out of his front jacket's pocket.

"Damn it,"he said dropping to his knees searching around on the wooden bridge trying to find them in the darkness.

It was then a beam of light appeared showing Hal the two pictures were only three feet away from him. Looking up, he spotted the worried face of his father staring back at him as he picked up them back up.

"What's you got there?" Tom asked trying his best to act normal.

"Just two photos I like to keep on me at all times."

One photo was all of them after one of Hal's Lacrosse games. In it, Hal was still wearing his dirty uniform with his Dad wrapping an arm around his shoulder with a big grin on his face. His mom had her hands on top of Matt's shoulders while Ben was in the middle with a book in his right hand. The second photo had Hal resting his forehead against Maggie's while they stared into each others eyes.

"When did you get this taken?" Asked his father looking down at the one with him and Maggie.

Smiling, Hal shrugged his shoulders. "I didn't. Someone,"he added looking at his father,"must have been spying on us."

Tom held up his hands trying to play innocent. "Hey don't look at me. This is the first time I am seeing this?"

Shaking his head, Hal put away the photos inside his jacket inside pocket. "Anyways, I better get going dad. We've got a lot a ground to cover if we want to gather any Intel."

Turning away from him, Hal started to make his way over to his bike when his dad stopped him. "Hang on son."

Turning around he suddenly found his father embracing him. "You be careful out there, you here me."

"I promise dad."

"You ready?"Asked Maggie once he had hopped onto his back and started up the engine.

"Whenever you are my love."

Giving Tom and the Berserkers one last look, the two advance scouts drove forward crossing the railroad bridge an entered Charleston. Like most cities they ever entered they found Charleston in ruins. Artillery strikes, neutron bombs, and small arms fire left most of the buildings, roads, and vehicles either completely destroyed or destroyed beyond repair. Heading down Spring street they drove around the series of large debris piles before coming to a congested part of the road that had burnt and disable cars blocking them from continuing another further.

"Well looks like we need to make our first detour,"said Hal pulling out his map and checking for the best street they could take.

Looking down at the map, Maggie pointed to the medical universe building. "We could fallow this avenue near the university before hooking up on Calhoun Street."

"Yeah, we could take that street passing by the local college, library and eventually reach the harbor."

Putting away the map they spun around and drove back until they reached Ashley avenue. Going down the avenue they were forced to drive through several yards and even through a destroyed car dealership to finally reach the medical university. Like most of everything inside the city, the university was nothing but a ruined mess. Not to mention it must have been picked clean by all the people who once called this city home. Turning right onto Calhoun Street they made there way father into the downtown section of the city.

Driving down this street for a while, they stopped when when they reached to top of the hill, just in time to see the sun raise. Rubbing his finger tip less gloved hands together he tried to get some feeling back into them as they had gone numb from the chilly morning air. Maggie who was wearing her heavy black jacket, reached behind her and put up her hood.

"It's a little colder than I thought,"he said still trying get some feeling back into his hands,"I guess that's because were close to harbor."

Sure enough they both could see the Atlantic Ocean from there vantage point along with the tattered American flag still flying high over Fort Sumter.

"What's so funny?" She asked noticing his grin.

"It's just...I can only imagine what my father would have said when he noticed that old fort."

"Well, considering it's where the first battle of the American Civil War took place in 1861, I would think he would have a lot to say."

Giving her a curious look, Hal waited until she turned to face him. "What?"

"Nothing, it's just I never knew you liked history."

Rolling her eyes she turned away from him. "I may be a high school drop out, but I never said I was stupid."

"I am sorry Maggie, I didn't mean to insult your intelligence."

"Relax Hal,"she added with a grin on her face,"I was only messing with you. Jeez, tell me your aren't going to take things so seriously now that were dating."

"I don't know...seeing how I still haven't open a single door for you today."

Immediately Maggie started laughing which in turn made him laugh. He loved it when she laughed like that and up until recently that was a rare feat. He liked to think it had something to do with him, but if not he was more than content with that. It was then near the library Hal thought he spotted something moving behind a series of trees.

"You see that?" He asked trying to focus once again behind the trees and inside the park.

Maggie shook her head. "No, but we should still check it out, none the less."

"Agreed."

While there primary objective was reconnaissance, if they could find a target of opportunity captain Weaver gave them the go to take it out. With at least 6 scout teams made of 5 members each ready charge at a moment's notice, it was up to them to signal the 2nd Mass by firing a flare into the air so they could find them. Driving slowly down the hill they crept along making sure to stick on side walks so if they need they could easily find cover. Finally clearing the tree line, Hal and Maggie parked there bikes behind the building of a ruined grocery store.

Pulling out the binoculars from his bag, Hal slowly leaned around the corner of the store. Sure enough the movement he spotted was a Mech walking around the perimeter of the park along with 2 skitters. Scanning farther along the park he spotted at least 4 more Mechs and 12 more skitters patrolling around a large airship command center that at the moment had 4 ships still docked with it.

"We've got lots of Mechs and skitters guarding a beamer station inside that park,"he said leaning back and handing his girlfriend the binoculars so that she could look for herself.

"I would bet they have a few patrols out right now as well,"she added handing back him the binoculars,"it looks like they were assigned to hold the city."

"Yeah. This force isn't big enough to wipe out all those people we saw on the highway. This is probably a small garrison left behind to guard a conquered area just encase someone wants to investigate...like the 2nd Mass."

Looking down at her, she gave him a small nod telling him she understood what they need to do. If they went back now and told what they found, the air ships might fallow them back. Not to mention with all them hooked up to the command center they made a target they couldn't afford to pass up. The trick was taking out the large antenna while not being completely overwhelmed by the Mech's and skitters afterwords.

"So...how do we do this with out getting killed in the same process?"

"Well first things first, we need to get closer or we risk missing the antenna with our rocket as we only get one shot. We could then draw the aliens into a trap and blast them away with our C4,"he replied opening his bag and taking out the detonators he would need to trigger the plastic explosives.

Maggie gave him a worried look. "I guess, but that doesn't stop the skitter columns from running over our position."

Running a hand through his short brown hair Hal had to agree with her. Even with all these traps they still run the risk of being killed by the skitters sheer numbers before any of the scout teams could even reach them.

"There that old garage still looks intact and is directly in front of the command center, making it a good place to use for cover."

"Sounds like a start,"she said kicking off the kick stand on her bike,"and from there we can get a better view of the entire park."

Silently they pushed their bikes along the back alleyways and yards to avoid making any noise and just encase they need to make a quick get away. Being extra cautious it took them about 15 minutes to reach the back of the garage's parking lot. Parking there bikes behind two over turned vehicles, the two advance scouts slowly approached the garage from behind. Pressing up against the wall with there weapons at the ready, Hal and Maggie edged closer to the back door.

"Damn...it's lock,"he whispered to her with a frustrated look on her face.

Pushing him aside, Maggie reached inside her jacket's front pocket pulling out homemade lock pick tools. Barely a minute later, she managed to easily trip lock before standing back up with a smile on her face.

"I must say, I am impressed."

"If your lucky...I might show you a thing or two."

Grabbing the handle, Hal opened the door just wide enough for both of them to enter the garage. The inside of the garage was mostly intact with jacks, lifts, and other equipment mostly in it's original place. Two metal shutters that ran parallel with the back shutters were mostly intact with the large glass panel that once said Jack and Mike's garage lay shattered on the floor in front of the stores lobby.

"This can work,"replied Hal looking around at the garage's interior,"we just need to reinforce that broken window."

Looking out the window, Maggie suddenly pulled Hal down. "Skitter approaching,"she said as they both pressed themselves against the bottom of the wall that was only 2 feet high from the window frame.

Remaining still, they could hear the sound of broken glass being stepped on as the alien approached with his six legs. Looking inside the garage, they could hear the skitter make a sharp noise before walking away from them. Letting the skitters footsteps finally die down, they both breathed a huge sigh of relief. Crawling away from the window them moved far enough that they were out of sight before standing back up again.

"That was close."

"Too close."

"We should set up some C4 in front of the garage,"she said looking around and spotting a few air canisters," these canisters should help increase the blast radius."

Hal nodded while lowering his rifle. "Sounds good, now lets see if this building has roof top access. It will be a lot easier for you to hit the antenna from that height."

Heading towards the back door, they both stopped dead in there tracks when they heard that same skitter moving down the small alleyway that between the garage and building next door. Judging by it's foot steps it was about halfway down the alleyway by now.

"No,"whispered Maggie spotting his combat knife in his right hand.

"I've already killed one skitter like this before. I can do it again."

"It's too dangerous Hal. Lets just let it pass us by."

Hal shook his head. "I can't do that. We can't risk that skitter signaling his friends."

Right when she was about to argue with him once more, Hal stepped forward and kissed her quickly before stepping outside the garage. He didn't need to look behind him to know that she was pissed. But having watched Ben do this more once he felt like his chances were better than last time he killed a skitter silently. Granted, his brother was super strong thanks to the affects of the harness, but he still felt like he had a better chance now then he did back then.

Edging closer and closer to the alleyway Hal could hear the skitter getting closer and closer to him. Gripping his knife in his right hand, he tried his best to remain calm despite the fact that his heart was racing like a rocket. As soon as he saw the skitter's ugly head appear around the bend, Hal jumped and wrapped his left arm around the creatures throat.

Immediately the alien attempted to throw him up by using it's strength to whip him around. Hanging on with everything he had, the advance scout just barely managed to keep his grip. Opening it's mouth to scream Hal made his move. Jamming the knife deep inside it's mouth he stabbed it with everything he had hopping that it was enough to kill the skitter. In a daze the skitter stumbled backwards slamming him against the wall knocking all the air out of his lungs. Somehow, he still held his blade inside the alien's mouth as he used what force he had left pushing the blade even farther inside. Instantly the creature went limp and crumbled with Hal laying on top of it's dead body. Pulling out his blade, he felt like he might have bruised a few ribs but was not seriously hurt.

Holding on his ribs, Hal looked up just in time to see Maggie slap him across the face. "Don't you ever do something like that again Hal Mason. That was incredible stupid and reckless You could have gotten yourself killed."

Turning away from, he could still feel the sting of her hand on his cheek. Looking up, he watched her climbing the roof top access ladder before she turned around to face with an angry look.

"Now go ahead and start setting the C4. I will cover you from here, got it."

"Yes ma'am."

Leaning slightly over the roof, Margret could see the everything that was inside the park. From this height she judged the antenna to be about 500 feet away, pushing her M72 LAW close to it's affective range. Watching Hal install some C4 on the guard rail that was separated the road from the park, she couldn't help but still be upset at him.

Life was fleeting enough, especially in an alien invaded world. Then to have him go and do something so stupid as taking on a skitter by himself, made her want to punch him in the face to knock some sense back into him. While Maggie couldn't argue with the results, it was still foolish of him. She couldn't lose him, not now. He was the only good thing to happen to her since she was 16.

Shaking her head, she pushed away these feelings at the moment. If they made it out alive they would have plenty of time to talk about it. It had only been 10 minutes since Hal killed the patrolling skitter, and had finished setting up the C4 in the front of the store. Unfortunately he had to extra cautious with a few Mechs and skitters getting dangerously close to the guard rail.

Finally, Hal crawled back from under the bus that was parked slightly off to the right and gave her a thumbs up. The second charge was set leaving Hal to set the third C4 charge a little farther down the road between 2 over turned cars which choked the rest of the road. Suddenly a loud noise drew her attention as she aimed the rocket launcher once more at the command center. The drone air ships all came to life, powering up there engines and getting ready to take off.

They were out of time. Standing up she carefully aimed the rocket at her target. Knowing that her boyfriend could see her, she waited for him to fire the flare up into the sky. Seeing the red flare zoom by her sights she maintain her focus on the antenna until hearing the flare exploded over head unleashing a bright display across the morning sky. Pausing only for a second, Maggie squeezed the trigger and fired the rocket.

The rocket raced forward arching perfectly at the antenna before striking it at the base. The explosion rattled the command station with the antenna breaking off at the base. Since the airships were all still attached to the command center the sudden loss of the antenna shorted out all four of them, causing each of them to explode one second after each other. The four blasts was too much for the structure as it groaned, toppling over killing 2 skitters and 1 Mech that had been to close to the command center when it fell over.

Dropping aside the spent rocket launcher, Maggie ready her M4. Looking around she could see the explosion sent debris in all directions with Hal just now getting back on his feet. A group of 6 skitters and 1 Mech immediately turned towards them.

"Here they come!" She shouted firing down at the oncoming aliens.

Racing forward, Hal leaned over the rail and began firing down with his AK-101. With the combined fire of there .556 rounds they managed to hit several skitters and kill one during there rush. Grabbing a grenade off his belt, she watched him pulled the pin and tossed it over the railing. Looking to right, Maggie spotted the Mech's blue laser target him.

"Hal move now!" She shouted making him ran as fast as he could before diving behind a car just in time to avoid the gun fire that fallowed him the whole way.

It was then she noticed a wounded Skitter coming on Hal's right flank. Reloading her carbine, Maggie took careful aim at hitting it's many legs first. The alien stumbled falling flat on it's face, as she fired another burst into the back of it's head, killing the skitter.

Looking to her left, Margret now saw that the Mech had turned it's attention on her. Aiming it's rocket arm in her direction, Maggie dove to her right with the blue rocket blast nearly missing her by a few feet. Turning her head, she managed to see the blue blast impact a nearby building about hundred feet away from the garage.

Standing back up, she spotted Hal firing randomly at the incoming skitters trying desperately to stop them from overrunning there position. Moving farther back once again, behind a ruin bus he pulled out the detonator. But instead of setting off the C4 he waited for another 2 skitters to climb over the railing, all the while a Mech was moving closer to him easily tossing aside a ruined car that was in it's way.

Setting off the explosive at the right time, it blew apart the three skitters and took out the Mech at the same time. Firing randomly, she provide cover for her boyfriend to retreat back to the garage's front entrance. Grabbing a grenade she tossed it forward hitting a skitter right in the chest. Looking up at her, the alien yelled charging forward before the explosion went off killing it and injuring another skitter that was too close to it's friend.

"Maggie watch out!" Hal yelled trying to getting her attention at the fact another Mech had targeted her with it's lasers.

Maggie had no time to react before a barrage of bullets started firing all around as she felt one bullet rip threw her left shoulder sending her to the ground. Laying on her back, the advance scout could feel the intense pain coming from her shoulder. Greeting her teeth, Margret turned over and spotted her M4 laying a few feet in front of her. Crawling on her stomach she could hear Hal firing back at the Mech with his assault rifle, giving her time to regroup and get to safety.

Grabbed her weapon she moved towards the opposite end of the garage and took aim with her rifle at the Mech once more firing another 6 rounds before running out of ammo. Reaching behind she tried to pull another .556 clip but noticed it lay on the opposite end of the garage near a small pool of her own blood.

"Hal, lets get the hell out of here!" She shouted down to him, switching to her duel M1911's only to see another damaged Mech advancing on from behind on her boyfriend.

Unfortunately for Hal he was trapped by Mech fire from both sides, and had skitters in front of him daring him to move out. Firing at the skitters Maggie hoped to draw there attention to her and give him a chance to escape, but instead both Mech's raised there arms and fired two blue rockets at him.

"No!" She screamed watching the rockets explode near her boyfriend before she was knocked off her feet from there impact.

Lifting herself up, Margret looked down through the smoke desperately trying to find Hal. Right when she started to fear the worse, she heard a dirt bike's engine start up.

"Here, special delivery from humanity!" Hal yelled planting the spare C4 on his bike and sent the motorcycle forward at the charging groups of skitters.

Standing back up, Hal pressed the detonator exploding the dirt bike right before it rammed right into a skitter. The explosion ripped apart 2 aliens and badly wounded another skitter as he turned and started limping his way down the alley way. Firing a few shots randomly behind her, she reached the ladder. Putting away her guns she slide down the ladder spotting an injured Hal firing with his own two pistols back at them as well.

To be blunt, he looked like hell. There was blood pouring down the right side of his face and neck from a deep gash along the side of his temple. She could see several burns across his chest and back, but what really drew her attention was the pieces of shrapnel that was lodge in his right thigh, right forearm and right bicep which all were bleeding just as bad as his head wound.

"Let's go!" She yelled helping him limp over to her dirt bike.

Reaching the bike, they could hear one of the Mech's smash through the garage's front wall. With Hal holding tightly onto her bike they raced away to a safe distance before he hit the button and triggered the C4 that they put in front of the store. Using this last explosion to cover their escaped, she hopped it could buy them enough time to safely reach the rest of the 2nd Mass.

Not looking back, Maggie raced back down Calhoun street until she spotted the headlights of a military hummer staring back at her. Pulling off to the side of the road, she pointed to Dai to continue down the road. Nodding back at her, he yelled at the driver to go once more while he went back to manning the large heavy machine that was mounted on the back.

"Were safe,"she said breathing a sigh of relief, but grew concerned when Hal didn't answer her.

Turning her head around, Maggie spotted him unconscious with his head laying against her neck."Hang on Hal! I won't let you die, you here me!"

Up the road she could see Tom and his Berserkers getting ready to pull over, but Maggie knew she had to get him back to Doctor Glass as soon as possible. Ignoring them completely,she made sure that his arms were wrapped tightly around her waist before speeding off, hoping it wasn't too late.

Groaning, Hal slowly opened his eyes to see that he was inside Doctor Glass's Medical office back at the Amtrak station. Looking to his right he could see Dai with his shirt off while Anne was treating a few burns he had on his back. Laying his head back down on the pillow he felt Maggie's hand near his. Looking down he could see that she had fallen asleep with her head on the side of his bed.

Staring down at her, he gently moved some of her blonde hair out of her face so that he could see her better. Shifting slightly in her sleep, she laid her head on his lap making his smile. Not wanting to wake her right away, he let her lay on his lap for another few minutes before he gently shook her.

"Hey sleepyhead."

Raising her head slowly she turned to look at him. "About damn time Mason."

Chuckling he reached out and took her hand in his. "I told you before, I am not going anywhere."

Nodding her head at him, she looked down at the floor before looking back up at him with tears in her eyes. "It was close though. Hal...you almost didn't make it. You lost so much blood and then...you stopped breathing. Doctor Glass had to perform CPR on you in order to save you life."

Gripping her hand even harder, he reached up with his other hand and wiped a tear away from her cheek. "I am sorry Maggie. I remember the pain I felt when you nearly died after we discovered that hospital."

"So, Mr. Mason how are you feeling?" Asked Doctor Glass interrupting their conversation.

"I feel like a train ran me over."

"I would imagine,"she said placing her stethoscope on his chest and listening to his heartbeat,"you gave us quite the scare Hal."

Sighing, he nodded his head. "I know and thanks for saving my life."

Anne shook her head. "Don't thank me Hal, I was just doing my job. You should thank your little brother Matt. Since you both share the same blood type, it was his blood we pumped into your system that saved your life."

Smiling Hal ran a hand through his brown hair. "I guess I didn't realize how bad of condition I was in."

"It was bad. But once we finally got you stable, we easily removed the pieces of shrapnel from your body and stitched up your head laceration. So I'm guessing your wondering when you can get back out there aren't you?" She asked while folding her arms across her chest.

"Something like that,"he added with a smile causing Maggie to grin back at him.

"Let's just give it a week or two, okay tough guy."

Giving them one last look Anne walked away from to clean up the supplies she had used to treat Dai. Even through her black shirt, Hal could see the wrapped bandage across her left shoulder that had a small amount of blood on it.

"How bad is your shoulder?"

"I'll live, I promise."

"Well that's good. Did everyone else make it back safely?"

Maggie shook her head. "No we lost David, and Goodmen after there GTO came under heavy Mech fire. But besides a few wounds and injuries from other scouts we managed to take out the rest of the garrison out. Right now captain Weaver and your dad are with colonel Porter and 1st Continental Army making sure there aren't anymore stragglers still in Charleston."

"Wait, colonel Porter is alive?" He asked with a confused look on his face.

Maggie nodded her head. "Yeah it appears he and a small group of 100 people, 30 fighters and 70 civilians were left behind hiding inside an beached aircraft carrier near the harbor this whole time. Not wanting to give away there position they moved mostly through the sewer system through out the city. It wasn't until we started firing did they finally announce there presence to us."

"Finally some good news."

"I know, right."

For a while they just sat there enjoying each others company without saying anything. But Hal knew they had to talk about what happen with the skitter sooner than later.

"Hey...I just wanted to say I am sorry. I was careless and stupid. You were right to call me out on that."

"Hal, you almost died out there. Do you think I am still worried about our little fight?"

"Maybe not,"he replied by placing his hand on her cheek,"but that doesn't make what I did right."

Nodding her head in agreement she closed her eyes at the feeling of his hand. "Fair enough. Remember Mason, I need you as much as you need me...okay. It works both ways and losing you over something like that would have killed me on the inside."

Reaching up, he pulled her into the bed with him and placed her head on his chest despite the small irrational he felt from his burns. Hal could tell she wanted to say something about that, but instead he gently pushed her head back down on his chest once more.

Wrapping his arms around her, Hal started to relax once more. "No matter what, will get through this...together. That I can promise you my love."

"Okay, I am going to hold you to that Mason."

"I wouldn't have it any other way Walker."

A/n: These chapters won't be long and I am not sure how long I will make this story but then again I guess that's the fun. Feel free to leave any questions or comments!