We'll Beat You; Black With Blue

Subjects 13 & 0

//Hey guys! Sorry I haven't been updating as often as I said I would, but here's a 1,400+ worded chapter for you. Hope you enjoy!\\

I started to regain my senses, but I still couldn't open my eyes much less move. I started to hear voices somewhere near me.

"What should we do?" One asked, worried.

"Someone should give him CPR," another commented, slyly.

A clang of metal on metal erupted as someone dropped down next to me. The next thing I knew, lips of someone unknown were pressed into mine, and they started performing CPR. A jolt of energy was sent through me, in fear of Tucker or Caboose attempting to perform CPR on me. I opened my eyes and quickly say up.

"Are you ok? Do you need a blanket? Or some hot coco?" Caboose asked, jumping practically into my lap. I looked around to get my bearings. Michelle looked at me obviously worried, but tried to hide it once she realized I noticed it. Tucker looked as if he was sad I wasn't dead. Church was staring over at where the missile had exploded. I tried to stand, but failed falling sideways into Michele.

"Whoa. Hey we don't know each other like that," she joked, helping me stand. Tucker laughed regularly from where he stood.

"Sorry," I grunted, clutching my stomach, knowing that a few of my ribs were probably broken. I looked over towards the reds, who were looking at me curiously. I reluctantly have them my third finger.

"Haha! Suck it blue!" The maroon soldier insulted.

"Hey! You blew up my Oreos!" Grif yelled, shaking his first at me in anger.

"Then maybe you shouldn't leave them in the car, Numnut!" Sarge told the orange 'soldier'.

"I need something to drink," I rasped, slipping out of Michelle's grip and trudging off the roof and to the entrance of the base.

I started to finish my fifth cup of water when Michele walked in.

"This isn't the 'All about Matthew world,' so save some water for the rest of us," she said, seeming shy or embarrassed about something.

"Yeah sorry," I responded, placing my glass in the sink.

"And uh sorry for you know..." she apologized.

"Sorry for what? Attempting to save my life? I mean it's not like I didn't-" I started, before Church started yelling.

"No! Go away!" He was yelling, firing a few 'warning' shots.

"All I need is to talk to one of your soldiers!" Someone else spoke back.

"What the heck is going on out there?" Michele questioned me.

"I'll go see," I replied, walking past her and out the door.

"Church! What's going on out here?" I asked, walking out into the scorching heat that engulfed the canyon.

"You!" Sarge pointed at me completely ignoring Church,"How did you manage to catch that missile and live?"

"Do you want me to tell you and have to kill you? Or do you just want to walk away?" I 'joked'. Sarge looked at me unsure if I was kidding or not.

"I'll take my leave now," he responded, quickly turning around and running away.

"What was that about?" Michele asked, poking her head out of the door.

"Sarge was asking how your boyfriend here managed to catch that missile without dying," Church answered, irritation still in his voice. Michelle turned bright red in embarrassment.