"Uhh..." I lift my head and pain shoots through my entire body. I yelp.
"I ain't surprised you're in so much pain. You went through hell last week. And lookie here, you're back, kid."
"I'm not back. My two legs are immobilized and I'm half-blind, you idiot!" I shout.
"Keep it down, kid, you're in a hospital!" my officer hisses. "Look, ya took a bullet to the eye saving Donovan. You an' Jay both suffered..."
"Jay...! Where's Jay?!" I demand.
"Aik, Jay got killed. Bullet to the heart. He died valiantly, protecting his master..."
"That should be me dead, not Jay! The Nazi saw me first!" I cry.
"The damned Germans killed Jay, not you! He an' the rest of the team that ain't been captured're in Heaven now."
"No! Why?!"
"I don't got long either. I got a big ol' bruise from where the Russian beat the crap outta me. And that gave me internal bleedin'."
"I can't be alone! I swear, Jay, if I ever have a son he'll bear your name!"
The officer pads away and two human nurses swarm. I feel the dr
| 1 |
Thanks for reviewing, buddy!