The guns shots out side seemed to be loud, Angel's voice coming across the radio,<i>"We're not fucking alone out here either. Theres a dead rebel corpse at my feet, and as far as I know, I never kill my enemys. Someone's here, Ghost."</i>Could it be the one she saw on her scope, most likely not. She knew what she saw, she knew what she missed. "I don't think so girl." Not really knowing Nadira name, "If it was Reinforcements there would have been a helicopter, something more then just one dead body. But I don't think were alone."<br/><br/>Yet it did not take Spaight's voice long ring in her ears, mouth opening to say something only to find Parker standing up for her. And doing something less the wise...putting a gun to Spaight's head. "PARKER PUT YOUR GUN DOWN!" How crazy could this group get, "No one is shooting anyone got it. Now put down the damn gun!" Her orders where clear, to try and get everyone back alive. She was not going to kill Markstrom or let anyone else do it. She was not going to let Parker kill Spaight, or Spaight kill Parker. Her rifle swinging upward to knock Parker's gun upward and out of Spaight's face. Yet as she did so she heard something....the same thing she heard the day before. Something was not right and maybe Markstorm as crazy as he was knew something they did not. Maybe someone was following them, maybe a set of eyes where watching them. Remembering the last word Markstorm said<i>"Hide..."</i><br/><br/>Knowing one of the two would try and say something she would call out "Shut up. I think I heard something...." just as that person would go to talk. Walking toward the broken window and looking out. Again she heard someone start to talk, "I said shut up I'm trying to...."<br/><br/>That gun shot was loud, very loud. It meet the gunmen was near, closer then most would have thought. Spaight had asked her what she saw in her scope only about an hour ago. Maybe she should have told him. What she saw was not an enemy troop. It was another sniper looking dead at the building they where in. It was the reason she wanted to get everyone out fast, why she wanted Angel to come back. Hand moving to her right shoulder as she looked down at it. Blood was dripping down her arm threw the blouse she wore. Maybe Parker would get his wish as she looked back at the two fighting men. All over that young crazy soldier....but now would Spaight want to put her down to. Her knees giving way as she fell to her knees, her body screaming in pain even if her lips never moved. Her eyes saying it all as she fell to the ground fully once her knees hit it first.<br/><br/>The sniper that had shot already gone, no need to waist time going after a shadow. Not now at less....they needed to find a medic. A hopeless task in this empty war torn city.