Tank didn't know what to say, he and Marcus had always snuck one with them, but he had forgotten this time.  He didn't think that the news had hit him that hard.  But it was her expression after that really struck him.  He was speechless for the second time in his life...<br/><br/>"For Marcus." was all he said.  He put the bottle in his pack and decided he would hide it in his canteen later.  "Major... I... " Tell her Yousef.  Get it off your chest. "I, think that I lost something."  Go on you big dumb brick. "I lost something very important to me."  Tell her how you feel and finally take her in your arms, at least with her knowing you can go on.  Advance team is dead an you need to come clean about your feelings.  He waited breathing shallowly as he thought.  Since Pusan you wanted her, and since Kiev you have loved her.  Tell HER YOU STUPID FUCK!<br/><br/>He breathed deep.  "I LOST MY BEACHBALL!!! ITS ABOUT THIS BIG!!" he struck a muscly pose and flexed his arms in front of him a round shape made between them. "IS IT... OVER THERE?!"  and he changed positions, making the gun show to the west.  "MAYBE IT WENT OVER THERE!!" and he pointed east.  Laughing hard he dropped his arms and waited for the punch.<br/><br/>Moron, he thought, no, you are a coward, Yousef Ahmoud.