((Dose a quick post to seal the story line and order will start once again. This time we will try to stay on track))<br/><br/>She was a little dizzy from the pain, but she could still hear load and clear. "I'm more focused then you think....more focused then you." Her words where bitter. Her eyes where on him, oh where they on him. With a look that could kill, "I may be wounded but I'm still in charge. Looks like your the only one that dose not agree. Hell Parker wants me dead and still rather me over you. I don't know what it is but you can't seem to think clear, look at you your panicking over this little scratch." It was not really a scratch, the gun wound threw and threw. "Get Angel back here, someone get that radio. That sniper is still out there."<br/><br/>"And shut up....I'm tired of your bitching." A small smile on her face, ballys as ever it seemed.