deas realized either of them knew each other's names, ''by the way, my name's deas,'' she bowed slightly.<br/><br/>(back to the team)<br/>''shit, fuck, crap...'' the hare cursed continusly under his breath. ''what now sarge?'' the mouse asked, with an unconchus mousette over his shouder. she took a blow to the neck, she was most likely dead. ''i don't know...i jest don't know,'' he looked at a pic on his necklass, him and deas hugging and smiling, ''i will find you, my love,'' he kissed her picture.