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As she made a dash from the safehouse Sarah could not believe how fucked the situation had become. She wasn't even sure how many of the Task Force members were still alive. She'd heard Ghost call out over the radio that they'd downloaded all the information from Makarov's computers and to make for the extraction point but she'd been held up by enemy fire so now she was dashing through a field by herself as bullets whizzed by her head and mortars went off around her. She could see the helicopters of the extraction team over the tree line and made for them as fast as she could, only slowing down to put a few rounds from her M4 into the chest of one of Makarov's men that had popped out from behind a tree.

As she started down the hill towards the extraction point she was relieved to see that several of her teammates had indeed made it, though it looked like Roach was wounded as Ghost dragged him toward the helicopter. Sarah didn't slow down as she started down the hill.
 
At the extraction point, Rebecca smiled as the mission was a complete success. She couldn't believe that she had managed to get the information along with Roach, and had helped Roach along every step of the way. The information was passed onto Shepard and as Shepard smiled once he got the router, he shot Roach in the stomach and Ghost in the head. Rebecca let out a scream and reached for her SCAR weapon, only to have a 44 Magnum bullet shot into her stomach. The bullet ripped through her kevlar vest and she coughed up blood as the bullet punctured her stomach. She felt another bullet launch into her right shoulder, and she wasn't able to do anything as her hand dropped her SCAR and she fell to the ground. The ground around her was slowly starting to turn red, but she wasn't dead. Even as Roach and Ghost were set on fire, Rebecca remained, a bleeding mess and possible dead.
 
Sarah dove behind a tree and pressed her back to it as her mind tried to process what she saw. As she was heading down the hill she saw them hand the data to Shepherd who then shot all three of them. She watched carefully over her shoulder as Shepherd and his men began to board the helicopters again. There were too many of them for her to engage so she kept low and waited for them to leave. Once she was sure it was all clear she quickly made her way down the hill to check on her teammates. She grimaced as she saw the flames that marked the spot where Ghost and Roach's bodies were dumped and knelt down by Rebecca's body to look over her wounds. Sarah was relieved to see she was still breathing and got to work trying to apply some first aid to her wounds "Come on, stay with me. Look at me, keep your eyes open we'll get you through this."
 
Rebecca wasn't able to see anything. The pain from the bullets in her body was making her unable to open her eyes. She couldn't open her eyes, or move for that matter. But she knew that Sarah was nearby her now. But she couldn't trust whether Sarah was good or against her. Was she going to be thrown into a fire pit, along with Roach and Ghost? Was Sarah going to throw her into it? It wasn't until she heard Sarah tell her she was going to get through this, that she was going to survive, that she knew that Sarah was on her team. "Shepard... He shot me." She replied. She wasn't able to say much else. And she couldn't keep her eyes open. Several bullets being inside her was preventing her from doing that. "Leave me behind... Get Shepard..." She said. But she felt the bandages being applied. She was being saved. Shepard was getting away...
 
"He's gone Rebecca...and cut that 'leave me behind' shit as far as I can tell we're all that's left. So come on, stay awake you can do this." Sarah carefully finished wrapping the wounds on her stomach and shoulder. They were bad but she'd probably pull through. Still, she was in pretty rough shape and Sarah didn't want to move her, but staying out here in the open like this wouldn't be good for their health either "Come on, can you move? I could carry you if you think you're up to it."
 
Rebecca let out a yell of pain when the bandages were pushed against her bleeding wounds. The bullets in her body wouldn't be able to be removed unless she were to go to the doctor. So the moment that she was picked up, unless it was bridal style, she would be in constant pain. "Bridal style..." She said, and she tried to get up, but the pain was causing her to fall back. "Pick me up.. Drop my SCAR, and drop my grenades." She said, so that the weight would be decreased. "We can get through this..."
 
Sarah slung the SCAR over her shoulder and carefully removed Rebecca's vest and grenades. "Alright..shouldn't be too bad..just stay with me alright? Let me know if it starts hurting too bad and we can stop for a minute." She tucked one arm under Rebecca's legs and slid her other carefully under her back and slowly pushed herself up off the ground with her legs. This was going to be a hell of a walk back to the safehouse but she needed to get Rebecca somewhere safe so she could clean her wounds more carefully. She slowly started back up the hill, keeping an eye out for any of Makarov's men who might have survived.
 
Rebecca felt herself slowly being picked up, and she let out a sigh of pain as Sarah picked her up. "Makarov's men are gone. They all went after Shepard." Rebecca said, through her extremely raspy voice. She tried to raise her hand to put it onto Sarah's hip, but she was not able to do anything. The hand just remained at Sarah's thigh, trying to move but unable to. Rebecca smiled. "Sarah, thank you." She said, happy that she wasn't dead. She had a chance...
 
It was a long hike back to the safehouse with Rebecca in her arms but she eventually made it back, setting her down carefully on one of the couches in the main living room of the house. She knelt down by the couch to look over the bandages for anything wrong but it didn't seem like her wounds had taken any turns for the worse. She took the canteen off her belt and held it out for Rebecca. "Hey, how are you holding up?"
 
Rebecca let out a sigh as she was finally placed on the ground in the storehouse. She would have loved to take the canteen, but her usual working shoulder had a bullet in it. She sighed and took hold of the canteen with her other hand, and taking a drink. All of the clothing that the two of them were supposed to wear, had made her extremely sweaty. She capped the canteen, and then she let the canteen fall to the ground. "Holding up, how funny." Rebecca said, being that she was laying down on a couch. She coughed a few times, and a small amount of blood came out of her mouth. Her stomach was punctured. "I need... a doctor." She replied, as she stripped down her pants and shirt, only leaving her in a tank top, and her underwear. "I won't be able to survive if we can't get the bullet out of my stomach..."
 
Sarah frowned. Rebecca was right, she did need urgent medical care but she couldn't see any way for them to get a doctor to her. "Yeah, I know but we're currently stranded in Russia...I don't think we're gonna be able to find one." She looked over her shoulder at all the equipment strewn around the safehouse. "They've got a lot of gear here...I might be able to find a better first aid kit or some tools to help me get the bullet out. I think it's going to be our best shot at this."
 
Rebecca let out a grunt as she struggled to look around the warehouse of equipment. "A 44 magnum bullet... Use pliers to take it out." Rebecca softly jerked her head forward, towards a toolbox that was behind Sarah. "A first aid kit will only be able to help, once I have the bullets taken out of my system. If they stay there while we do our missions... and take down Shepard, then they can commence atrophy on my nerves and organs. Use pliers to take them out, no matter how much I scream." She said, her strong eyes looking around the warehouse, and then she fell back against the couch again. "Use bandages once the bullet is out... Thank you Sarah..."
 
Sarah gave her a pat on the thigh "Alright, just hold on a minute." She retrieved the pliers from the toolbox and went to the kitchen to wash them thoroughly before actually using them on Rebecca. She searched through the cupboards and managed to find a bottle of rubbing alcohol and a small towel to use. She returned to Rebecca and slowly undid the bandages on her stomach wound and lightly cleaned it with the alcohol soaked towel before taking the pliers in hand. She took a deep breath "Alright, here we go." she said before slowly slid the pliers into the bullet hole as she searched for the bullet.
 
Rebecca endured the small amount of pain that was conjured from the alcohol wet towel killing all the germs that was on her stomach wound. She then ran her hand through her hair as the pliers were pushed into the hole. Her entire body clenched as small amounts of blood started to coat her waist and the pliers. When the pliers finally reached the somewhat large bullet, she winced. "There." She said. Sarah would have been able to feel the pliers hit something solid. "Open the pliers as little as possible, and pull the bullet out." Rebecca managed to say, through the sharp breaths that she was taking to avoid yelling out in pain. "God it hurts... pull it out already!" She yelled.
 
Beads of sweat rolled down Sarah's forehead as she carefully worked the pliers open to take hold of the bullet. She was more nervous now than when the Task Force had stormed the safehouse. Once she was sure she had the bullet firmly grasped in the pliers she eased the bullet out of the wound. She quickly patted the wound down with the the alcohol soaked rag and began to wrap it again with fresh bandages. It looked like she'd done a good job but time would tell if Rebecca would pull through. She held the bloody pliers up for Rebecca to see "Got it..you're gonna pull through alright? You die on me and I'm going to be very upset." She finally let herself relax, taking off her helmet and sitting with her back to the couch she'd rested Rebecca on "Let me know if I can get you anything, it's been one hell of a day."
 
The emotions that went through Rebecca as she thought about the events today were all mixed up. Anger, that she was betrayed by her own army and commander. Confusion, that all of this happened right when Roach was going to find Makarov. And good old fashion betrayal. The feeling and desire of revenge. The desire to put a bullet in between Shepard's eyes. "I am not going to die on you Sarah. I have something that I have to do before I die. Make sure Shepard dies as well." She said, as she laid back along with Sarah and tried to relax. "I don't think I need anything, I just need to try and sleep. Although with the day that we had, I doubt I will be able to."
 
She sighed and stood up, grabbing her M4 but leaving her helmet on the ground. She gave her a quick pat on the thigh since patting her shoulder didn't seem like to good an idea at the moment with the condition it was in. "Going after Shepard....we'll see Sarah. You need to rest now, not go after him." She ejected the magazine from her rifle and slid a fresh one in. She only had one more spare magazine on her vest but she figured there was plenty of ammunition in the safehouse "I'm going to go make a quick sweep of the grounds, make sure none of Makarov's men...or Shepard's..are hiding anywhere. Call me on the radio if you need me alright?" She gave Rebecca a smile "Back in a few minutes." She shouldered her rifle and made her way out through the front door. Sarah was pretty sure no one else was alive since they hadn't had anyone try and get into the safehouse since she'd moved Rebecca there but in this situation it was definitely best to err on the side of caution.
 
Rebecca smiled. "Thank you for taking a look around the place..." She looked around for her night vision goggles, and she put them on, but did not turn them on yet. She took out her silenced pistol, and she shot the lightbulb, breaking it and causing darkness to surround the room. She smiled as she stared at Sarah through the green light. "I think that we should use night vision goggles during the night time, because I do not want anyone else finding out that we are here. A light will give away our position, so use night vision." She said. Rebecca laid back down onto her bed and let the pistol fall to the floor. She sighed, her body tensing up at the pain of her stomach. "This is going to take weeks to heal..." She said, "My body is acting... all traumatic..." Rebecca tried to do a sit up, but failed. "Sweep the area... I'm going to sleep."
 
Sarah nodded and pulled her night vision goggles out of their case and put them on before leaving out the front door to make her sweep. She made sure to not just check the areas directly around the house but to scan the fields in the distance as well for signs of enemy movement, but as far as she could tell all of Makarov's men here were dead and it didn't seem like Shepard would be returning anytime soon. She went left out the front door checking any of the corners someone might be hiding but luckily found no one. She reentered through the basement and once again confirmed that everyone down there was dead too. She nodded, satisfied that they were secure for now and made her way back to the living room. She reached down to pick up Rebecca's jacket and place it over her like a blanket before slumping down in front of the couch she was resting on. "Everything looks good...might as well get some shut eye with you." She leaned back against the couch and kept her rifle in her lap and her NVGs on her head. "Good night Rebecca...we'll figure this all out, don't worry.." she whispered before letting herself drift off.
 
Rebecca was far gone before Sarah went into the room after her perimeter search. However in the morning, it was Rebecca that woke up first. She sat up slowly and winced. She should have thought... a bullet wound wasn't going to just disappear in a day. It was going to take days. A few days before she would be able to move her body without wincing or letting out a cry in pain. Oh well... Rebecca slowly moved onto the ground and she set up a propane stove, one that was barely bigger then the laptop that they used to bring down Predator Missiles. She reached around in her discarded clothes and found a few packs of easy to make food. She walked outside and filled up a pot with river water, before bringing it back to the stove to boil. She cooked and was careful to not burn anything, although it was barely possible to do so. The food was prepared, a kind of stew that had a few chunks of meat in it. She moved over to Sarah and put her hands on the girls shoulders, shaking her a small amount. "Sarah. Sarah wake up." She said, using her first name because they were pretty close by now. "Food is ready."
 
Sarah opened her eyes slowly and reached a hand up to cover them in the morning light "What...food?" She shook her head and looked past Rebecca at the stove she'd set up "Rebecca...you really shouldn't be up doing work like this with your shoulder. You should have woken me up earlier." She stretched and finally pushed herself up, making her way to the safe house's kitchen and dug around in the cupboards for some clean bowls "Speaking of that...how is your shoulder today? Still hurt like hell?" She returned to the main room with two bowls and some spoons and filled each with some of the stew. She pointed at the couch "Alright, on the couch. You've got to keep yourself from working too hard or using that shoulder at all."
 
Rebecca smiled. "My shoulder hurts like no other... I am barely able to endure this pain... which is why I used my other shoulder to do all this." She said. She then sat back down on the couch. "My stomach and my shoulder... I can't handle it." Rebecca then felt tears come to her eyes, as she started to eat her food. "Shepard put a bullet in each... I want to fucking kill him... So badly..." Rebecca laid back against the couch, rage causing her to want to move, but she knew that if she were to move, she would feel nothing but pain. "That bastard... Sarah... We need to kill him."
 
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