AN: Hey guys! It has been quite a while since another chapter has been posted. Sorry for that, and sorry for this shorter chapter. I'll post one later today that should be longer than this, so just stay tuned.
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Chapter 4
York jumped awake, he sighed when he realized it was just the turbulence shaking the C-130 transport plane he and the rest of the platoon were in. He looks from his left to his right, seeing North on his left, and Wash on his right. York was in between the two, and Maine was off in some other seat on the plane for obvious reasons. York adjusted himself in his seat, closing his eye. This is going to be a long flight, thought York. He started to think about what he was going to do when he finally made it back home, but ended up closing his eyes, trying to get some more sleep.
North felt some movement to his right, and turned just in time to see York close his eye. He grinned, knowing now was the perfect opportunity to get York back for all the pranks in the Pakistan base. North leaned as close to York's left ear as possible, and started singing.
"Nothin' could be finer than to be in Carolina in the mor-" North was cut off by York who punched him right in his stomach.
"Don't even." growled York.
"Yeah yeah, just tryin' to have some fun, York."
Wash glanced over at the two, laughing. "You guys should like..talk about something else."
"You think?" said York who had turned his head to look at Wash.
"Alright, what are we going to talk about then?" asked North.
"Oh, I got it!" exclaimed Wash.
"Okay..?" huffed York.
"What should we do when we get back? Like after we get settled back in." asked Wash.
"I would say drink, but maybe we should just go somewhere to eat." said York.
North nodded. "Maybe we should all get together somewhere."
"That's what we just agreed-" said Wash before he was cut off.
"That's not what I meant. What I meant was that we should get whatever 'family' we got around, and all have dinner together."
"Huh. That actually doesn't sound too bad." added York.
The three all nodded in agreement, and decided that they all wanted to get some more sleep before they got back.
Maine sighed as he watched the three sitting together while adjusting himself around in the two seats he had because of his size. When he finally settled on a seating position, his thoughts went back to the many fights the team had Pakistan. He remembered the loud gunfire, the explosions, and most importantly to him, the deaths of the terrorists. He let out another sigh, rubbing his bald head, and then he leaned his head back, closing his eyes like everyone else on the plane.