Fade in to Doc, Wash and the Meta standing over the modified Epsilon unit, which is now olive greenWashington: Great, he's done.
Doc: Why is it sparking like that?
Washington: This thing's been through a lot, it's pretty badly damaged. But now that it's a capture unit we just need to get it near Epsilon, and we can pull him in.
Doc: What if it breaks?
Washington: Don't worry, it'll hold until we get him. After that, it doesn't matter. It can short out for all I care.
Doc: Then what's the point of all this?
Washington: I just have to deliver Epsilon to the Chairman. I don't have to guarantee what condition, I deliver him in. He's just evidence anyway. Meta, grab him. Doc, get ready to move.
Doc: Move, move where? We don't know where they are.
Washington: We know they're not here. So gather your gear, and get ready to move out.
Doc: Well can we track them?
Washington: Track them?
Doc: You know, pick up a trail, like footprints.
Washington: Footprints. In the desert.
Doc: Kh, don't special agents have the ability to track their targets through any kind of terrain? Follow broken tree branches-
Washington: Tree branches. In the desert.
Doc: Okay these are bad examples. Maybe heat signatures.
Washington: In the desert.
Doc: Like exhaust trails? I dunno.
Washington: Tell you what. Why don't you just stick to not understanding medicine? Don't feel the need to expand your sphere of ignorance.
Doc: Fine, jeez, I'm just trying to help.
Doc wanders off
Meta: *something*
Washington: Him? Ah, he's always whining about something. (under his breath) Hey Meta, is there any way we could track the Reds by trying to pick up a trail, like a uh, heat signature or something?
Meta: *something*
Washington: Yes. I know we're in the desert.
Cut to the facility with Church and Tex
Church: So you back up to a hundred percent yet?
Tex: Yeah. And whatever I didn't learn from Caboose I've been able to pick up from the rest of the guys. Didn't take long.
Church: Yeah we really don't seem to do much.
Tex: Maybe you should get a hobby. Like knitting.
Church: We'll look into it.
Tex: Hey, how did you know how to bring me back?
Church: Honestly I didn't have much choice. I couldn't get you outta my head so I kind of, had to, get you, outta my head.
Tex: Wow, how emo. Maybe you can blog about it.
Church: Hey, you asked.
Tex: When I was beatin' the hell out of the Reds, the alarm said it was 'Level Alpha.' Do you know why?
Church: You know I didn't think about that, no.
Tex: Then I want you to have Sheila give me access to the files here.
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Red vs Blue (Male OC Insert) [Being heavily overhauled]
FanfictionYou were one of the first freelancers and one of the best you could never fill a mission no matter what happens you always succeed no matter who you fight you always come out on top. You've lost a lot of people you care about in your life along with...