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This Means War

"That's quite a bruise." She looked up at me, pulling my shirt down and giving me a pat on the leg. "Nothing seems to be broken though. I'll give you an ice pack. You can refreeze it whenever you need to. I'll get it once I'm done with your friend." She smiled at me and moved back to Sam. "Now let's take another look at what's going on with you." Glenda said.

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"Now a quick check up for you." She turned to me. "You don't look like you've been hurt any, but we'll still check." She began to do the same thing she'd done to Sam, poking me and turning my head, carefully examining me. "You look fine to me." She began to feel my sides and stomach. "Does any of this hurt?" She asked. I shook my head no, but gasped once she put pressure on my ribs. I could swear whatever she did felt like a punch to me. "Oh?" She raised my shirt just high enough to reveal a big blue bruise. All the traveling and walking we did hadn't caused me any pain until now.

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I was just about to sneak away when Glenda gestured me to sit on the bed as well. I huffed and did as she said, plopping down and resting my hands in my lap.
"You first. You look like you've had a rough time." Glenda spoke again.

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"Good." I smiled back at her as Sam and I followed the woman through the doors. Inside, the walls were white and there were a few patients scattered about the room. One lying in bed with his leg in a sling, another sleeping.
"I'm Glenda." The woman spoke up. "Let's have a look at you." She led Sam and I to a bed where I let go of his arm, helping him boost himself up on the hospital bed.

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"Well I-" I was going to protest, but I decided against it. "You're right." I sighed. "I just hope nothing is actually wrong with me." Looking up, we were right in front of the infirmary. As we walked towards the door, I opened it for Sam and I and led the way in. It was a lot nicer than some of the other infirmary's I'd heard about. At least this place was an actual building and not a tent.

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I smiled a small smile and took a deep breath. "I'm ok. They didn't get me as bad as they got you. Just a kick in the stomach." I paused. "I probably have some bruises on my ribs. But I'll be fine, don't you worry about me."

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"You ok?" I asked quietly, as we walked. We were almost there. "I can tell you're in a lot of pain." I adjusted my arm a little so I could help him better. Taking on most of his weight wasn't easy but I did it. Sam had a much worse beating than I got back at the Jaxlor camp. I was sure I only had a few bruises, but Sam was in bad shape. I hoped he'd heal up soon. "They're gonna fix you up real good once we get there."

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I stretched my arms high in the air once we were all out of the helicopter, making the typical stretching sound in the process. Turning my head towards Sam, I could see he was still in a lot of pain. He looked as if he was about to double over.

"Take the kid to the infirmary. He looks like he's about to pass out any second." Slacks spoke as he ran a hand through his wild hair. I nodded, walking over to Sam, I looped my arm through his. Waiting on him until he was ready to walk.

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"Wake up, soldiers. We're home." I heard and slowly opened my eyes. The ride must've taken two or three hours, I wasn't sure. I was just happy to be back at the bases. I looked out the window to see we were landing. Our gloomy and most likely base looked just the same as we'd left it. Gray and a little run down. But as of right now, I wouldn't like it any other way. It felt good to be safe again.

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I snuggled down farther into my seat, keeping my eyes closed and listening to the soldier who had assured us we'd be home soon. A faint smile crept across my face. We'd only been gone a day but it felt like months. If this is what we'd be getting into until the war was over, I was sure we were in for a rude awakening. What we did was nothing. It was probably considered child's play to Lyric, Slacks and the others. They were experienced and had been doing this for a while. Us? Not so much. With a sigh and the extra reassurance that we were safe, I drifted off into a well needed sleep.