Originally posted by Northern Girl
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Sir. That was him. He fought through the pounding headache and weakly lifted his head, staring at the Sergeant through bleary eyes. He didn't remember being so tired, but then...when was the last time he'd slept?
Bed. Sleep. He put the jigsaw pieces back together. They were headed to the infirmary before the explosion, he remembered. "Yeah, yeah. Crisis averted already? You work fast."
Infirmary, he sternly reminded himself. "Um. Hand?"
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