It was anarchy; the bridge had collapsed before them in an explosion of smoke. The last truck, however, had passed through the facility without fail; there was not a young soldier following them on the path. The three were stunned, with their breath frozen and their screams strangled in their throats. With an almighty tug, Lourdes clutched her broken scarlet heart as reality collapsed on their shoulders. There is no time for pain and mourning. In an instant, Maggie grabbed the crushed radio; the static and buzz vibrating through his hand. Ben prayed for an answer, for the first time in his life; Please. It beeped. Maggie clutched it with great desperation. «This is Maggie. We have a soldier in trouble; send a medical helicopter immediately. Do you copy?" Her voice was broken with hoarseness, and her usual apathetic, bright eyes shone with untouched tears. Lourdes pulled Ben towards the civilians, there was no time to waste; personal intimacies were not their priority. Grabbing the weapon hidden from his belt, he fired two warning shots into the air to calm the crowd. They, who did not smell the fire burning, immediately fell silent they are close relatives of Hal Mason they will escort the civilians to the shelter." Her breath came in shallow wheezes, the adrenaline coursing through her veins was draining her energy; her lips panted from dehydration and her eyes burned from the smoke polluted. "DO IT!" He fired another shot into the air for wonderful measure. Lourdes, coldly, removed herself from Anna's arms; always... middle of paper... protest, Maggie pulled her out into the lighted hallway. Far from dark shadows, as well as stinging tears; the civilians watched the two emerge. With her eyes freezing Lourdes in her position, Maggie leaned in to speak ever so gently. “These aren't just civilians, they're your patients. You have to fight for them." With a lingering look at the hopeful smiles, Lourdes eyed Maggie with a nervous frown. “How can you be so sure that everything will be okay?” The young soldier threw an arm around her friend's shoulders and with a slow walk; they returned to the medical unit. The light of the night sky shone through the broken windows, and the crystalline celestial spheres were bright. With a final farewell to the civilians as the door closed behind them, Maggie selflessly gave Lourdes a reassuring smile. «Because we are the Second Mass and we will always survive.”