"Shit," Spaight growled as he nelt over Ghost and started to put pressure on her wound. "Damnit... We don't have painkillers. Give me those spiderwebs. Don't just stand there damn it. I need those spiderwebs to help with the clotting, or she will bleed to death."<br/><br/>"I'll deal with you later Parker," he said looking at the man who had held a gun on him. "By the UCMJ what you did was a hanging offense. Just as this attempted munity was. Now get your heads out of your asses and get moving. I need those cobwebs, and I need them now. You want to carry Markstorm, then you carry him. He's YOUR responsibilty. But you will carry all your gear as well. Nothing we need is to be left behind."<br/><br/>"As for you," he said looking at Teyha. "I am in charge here. It's my job and mission to get the majority of people in this unit back home in one peice. I was a damn medic before I became a commando. If something has to be amputated to save the life of your patient. Then you do it. I dont believe in abortion. never have. But if that is the only way to save the life of a mother in a situation like this. Then I do it."<br/><br/>"Markstorm has not only lost it.. He's become a THREAT to everyone here. Open your eyes. Not leaving a man behind is all well and good. But in this situtaion. It's more than warrented. I've been doing this for over a decade. I didn't get this rank for no reason. When I came down ehre and saw that Ghost hadn't relayed my orders. I was pissed. And gave the same orders I had given her to Parker."<br/><br/>"This is not the time to deal with your fucked up shit," he said looking at Parker. "Get these people ready to move out. That sniper has been hunting Ghost. It's the only answer... She was the only one shot. When there were easier targets here. Like you... You were the closest to the damn window. As was you," he said to Teyha. "She was the hardest shot in the room. It was her he was after."<br/><br/>"Come on Ghost, Don't loose focus here." he said focusing back on Ghost. He looked into her eyes as one hand kept appling pressure to her wound and his other hand stroked her hair. "Talk to me.. Keep your eyes on me. And talk. Tell me your favorite color. Your favorite food... Anything. Just talk and keep your focus on me... Don't let yourself loose conciousness..."