I Don 't Know What I Was Expecting

Smith waiting frantically, “Gosh Isiah you scared me, you’re lucky I covered for you guys”

Derek screams while thrusting himself into a sitting position in the uncomfortable hospital bed, and the pain which he felt earlier commenced. A nurse ran in and began checking Derek’s vitals making sure that his body wasn't in shock or shutting down. “Your fine,” the nurse with bags under her gray eyes stated. “Don’t yell unless you are dying.”

Mouth opening ever so slightly, she was overcome with another bout of queasiness and shot to her side, heaving up another revolting mess of warm, thick blood. The makeshift bed she was lying on was somewhat comforting despite the full scale of her symptoms.

Kristien was struggling to sleep. It was night, she knew, because Israel had told her good night. Her wrist hurt really badly, but what could she do, she was a prisoner. It wouldn’t hurt as much if the cuff wasn’t pressing on it, but the cuff was, and she couldn’t move the cuff, it was secure. She knew what had happened. Chandrogana had accidentally hurt her wrist, but she didn’t know if it was just twisted, sprained or broken. By the time the doctor came to see her, her eyes were watering, it hurt so badly. The doctor came in, and didn’t say a word to Kristien. Just went to the panel in the wall. He scanned his handprint, and then typed in instructions. The one cuff on her hurting wrist, the left one, uncuffed, and Kristien felt a little bit of relief. But it was still very, very painful.

Maxine woke up to a painful tugging sensation in her arm. It spiraled around, all the way up to her shoulder, and it was persistent. She groaned and rubbed the soreness away. Or at least, tried to. She had woken up like this several days ago as well for reasons she couldn’t explain. It was dull, as always, but it was still there.

"No," Hannah grunted, breath driven out of her lungs by the effort of pistoning her legs against the floor. Even over the linoleum of the hospital hallway, it was still an effort to drag the body of her patient. Too heavy to carry and there wasn 't a small gurney available to put him on, it was either drag him or try to push him and a full sized hospital bed down the hallway. There were too many obstacles in the way, too great a chance she 'd get stuck and have to abandon him. If that happened, Hannah didn 't know what she 'd do. It would make everything seem worthless and like she 'd failed. "No," she grunted again and continued to drag the man. A sheet knotted into a loop was across his toned, muscular bare chest and it ran under his

“Alright Commander let me talk to the SEALs and a few others, we’re going to need the Seabee’s too as well as the Marines to clear a path.”

Peter looked around the room it appeared to be a basement his heart went still when he saw Neal. Neal was unconscious his arms were tied to the rafters in the room and his feet barely made contact with the floor below. Peter winced Neal's arm and shoulders would be very sore soon.

“No sir, it can't be. It began to slow down, and has moved out of your course. We think it may be another ship, sir.”

“Are these people insane?” I ask Commander Winters. Were standing on top of a raised platform behind a line of soldiers armed with stun sticks,

My hands clawed at the rough bandages around my chest, stomach, thighs, and ankle. A hot liquid was plastered over certain parts of my body, and when I opened my eyes, Alexander was above me. His lips were pressed against mine for a medical purpose, not pleasure. I was on the ground near the corner in the temporary medical building. Bodies ran around urgently, holding medical supplies and bottles of water.

“Don’t you know Thessalia? The sentries spoted a ship! You have to get ready for battle!” Chloe said.

When she tried to get up from a bed that she was on, she couldn’t. She was restrained by what looked like leather straps. “Oh no,” Shanon murmured as she looked at her surroundings. She could make out other rooms with window much like that of which she was in. She had vivid memories of this location, or another like it. “Aha,” Shanon said when she remembered what the name of the building she was in was called. She was in a hospital.

“That’s impossible, how would they know where we are commencing our operations? It’s just sheer luck, I tell you, or rather, unluckiness for us.

“They’re like a pack of drunk merchants. They haven’t found anybody, even when the system was running.” Lukas leaned over the table and sighed. “I swear that the training program was reprogramming itself when the whole of the team took the test.”