Chapter 3!

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Assilem: I know, I just thought I would tell them!

Neri: *snort* You’re a dork. The same dork who found the last chapter AFTER we already posted!!!

Assilem: I’m not getting into this so on with the next chapter!

As everyone settled into Colonel Potter’s officer, Jay, Cora, Shaan, and David walked in. Almost immediately Cora flashed Hawkeye her award winning smile. Then turned to Colonel Potter.

"Is this everyone?"

"Yes." Potter replied.

"Thank you." She turned to Jay who handed her five folders. She handed four of them to Potter and kept one for herself. "These are our personal files, would you go over them orally please?"

"Of course." He said friendly. "Lieutenant Harper, Shanara. Record a little spotted, name Masters appears." Shaan smiled and sat down beside Charles. "Lieutenant Kings, Justin E."

"AH!" Jay exclaimed. "I’m no MAN! SEE!?" She opened her jacket and took off her hat allowing her blue hair fall to the ground.

"Jay stuff it! Get that hair back into your hat now!" Cora yelled back. Jay looked at her and pulled her hair back into her hat and leaned against the wall.

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads silently, Potter broke the silence.

"Spotted record, again Masters appers." He looked up to find Cora sitting quite comfortably on Hawkeye’s lap. "Captain Masters, Cora M. M. Extremely spotted. Reprimanded countless times for insubordination, and assault of a superior officer. So I trust this will not happened?"

"Nope, I promise no nothin." Cora replied laying her head on Hawkeye’s shoulder.

"Sergeant Munro, David. Slightly spotter record and the name Masters appears once more."

"Yessir, Cora is Uh… ve~ery lively." David replied shooting his fiancée a slight annoyed looked. Cora just smiled softly, while Jay snickered quietly from the wall.

"Well now that’s all done, allow me to introduce you to the gang. Major Margaret Houlihan, head nurse. Captain Hawkeye Pierce, chief surgeon, Captain BJ Hunnicut, Major Charles Emerson Winchester 111, Corporal Radar O’Reilly, Company clerk, Corporal Klinger and Father Mulchay."

"Can you do Roman Catholic services?"

"Of course, are you Roman Catholic?"

"Yes, David is Jewish, Shaan is Wicka and Jay is a Druid."

"What’s that got to do with anything!" Jay growled.

"Pleasure." Shaan greeted warmly.

"Nice to meet you ma’am." David greeted giving Margaret a kiss on the hand. Jay walked over and hit him over the head. "Okay, OW! You already hit me there!" He exclaimed

"Fine I’ll hit you some where else." With that she hit him over the front of his head. "Better?"

"Much." He replied sarcastically. "Don’t worry. Jay’s been hitting me since she was born. Literally. I wasn’t even born yet and she hit my mother in the stomach. Her very pregnant stomach I might add," David assured everyone, all who had gasped when Jay hit him.

"I don’t remember your mom. She died shortly after Cherise was born didn’t she?" Cora said in a somber voice.

"Yeah," David replied, looking down. "I miss her."

"How old were you when she died?" BJ asked softly.

"Nine, I was going to turn ten the next month. Dad died before, along with Cora’s father. And Cora’s mom died before that when Zachary was born."

"I’m sorry," Hawkeye commented. Everyone echoed. "I know how it feels to grow up without a mother. Mine died when I was ten too."

"Well, I had my sisters, Cora had her brothers."

"How many sisters do you have?"

"Sixteen. I can name them all now too! In order of birth; Laura, Clara, Chloe, Elizabeth, Rebecca, Kathleen, Molly, Christina, Jessica, Jamie, Desiree, Lydia, Amelia, Kerstin, Erin, and Cherise."

"Yeah, but can you give me the middle names?" Cora asked.

"Of course. Laura Kelly; Clara Danielle; Chloe Jane; Elizabeth Allison; Rebecca Kelsey; Kathleen Tanya; Molly Jennifer; Christina Leigha; Jessica Caitlin; Jamie Samantha; Desiree Dawn; Lydia Ashley; Amelia Maria; Kerstin Megan; Erin Julia; and Cherise Lisa. And me, David Anthony Nicholas. Beat that!"

"Okay, I will. I have sixteen too. Benjamin Franklin; Adrienne Jeffery; Matthew Andrew; Joseph Kevin; Nathan Ross; Byron Paul; Dennis Frederick; Ty David; Michael Anthony; Jonathon Thomas; Darrien Mark; Theodore William; Taylor Noah; Taryn Allan; Sirus Harry, and Zachary James. And I’m not going to go into my nieces and nephews. But I got like 7 sister in laws Alice, Nicole, Kiara, Julia, Annie, Jasmine and Kate."

"I don’t like her," Jay grumbled.

"Who? Kate?" Shaan asked.

"Yes! She stole Adie!" Jay exclaimed. "But can we stop comparing families? We have a mission to complete! Can we get on with it? I’d like to get outta here, and back to where I belong. Y’know, where it’s WARM! I wanna get those fool boys and go home, meet this guy I’m supposed to marry and get it over with. Then I wanna go back to Mercury and forget about this whole thing!"

"Calm down Jay," Shaan broke in before she could continue. "You’re ranting."

"Dammit," Jay muttered, taking a few deep breaths to calm herself. "Sorry."

"It’s okay," Shaan assured her friend. "I agree with you. Let’s just get this mission over with and go home."

"Okay, first of all I guess we should make sure that whatever we say wont go past these walls," Cora said looking around at people nodding. "Thank You. And I mean it; it’s hard to find people who would keep a secret, especially this kind. First of all our names our really Cora Masters, Justine Kings, Shaan Harper and David Munro, and I really am a Doctor, I have a MD attached to my name, I am also a demolitions expert."

"She blows stuff up!" Jay joked from the wall.

"Jay is a certified nurse, and a…a…a…" Cora stuttered in search for words.

"Oh I beat people up." Jay commented lightly. "Honestly though, I’m an expert in all types of self defense, weapons use and pretty much anything that has to do with me hurting people with my bare hands." Everyone’s face gave a look of worry.

"Oh don’t worry, Jay won’t hurt anyone of you unless you hurt any of us." Shaan quickly assured. "Cora in particular, she’s getting paid to hurt people who even look at her." Jay smiled.

"I’m not going into this at the moment. So I understand that you acquired 5 boys."

"That’s right."

"Well if you haven’t noticed, they are not from your time. And neither are we, we are here to take them back without destroying the timeline. Which is a hard task, so we need your entire full corporation. Colonel Pothead."

"No it’s Pothole!" Jay exclaimed.

"NO! the paper said Porter!"

"No, see look!" All three girls stared at the paper.

"It says Potter." David announced. "See look." He pointed to the name.

"Learn how to write!" Jay said and him on the head.

"You hit me there already."

"FINE!" And with that Jay punched him the gut.

"Okay Colonel Potter, this is how I want it to happen. Jay and Shaan will be bunking in the VIP tent, David can camp out with these lovely doctors and I’ll bunk with Margaret here. I want it this way so we can keep an eye on what is going on in this camp."

"All right."

"And then when we get wounded, I want to operate, and I have to have David on vitals, and Jay nursing, if you can find me a nurse that can hand me instruments before I ask then I want her."

"Thanks." Jay said and rolled her eyes.

"I’m a chest cutter, my specialty is meat ball surgery as you call it. Shaan is nothing but a wandering minstrel."

"I like her." Hawkeye whispered into BJ’s ear.

"Now I want a drink, you guys got any booze around here?"

"We’re workin!"

"Jay, has that ever stopped me before?"

"No, but its stopping you now!"

"I have some scotch in my bag."

"So?"

"200 year old scotch."

"AH!" Jay started to squirm. "No!"

"My families brand."

Jay cringed, "No, NO NO!"

"Well what about these boys, would you like a drink?" Cora asked politely.

"Don’t mind if we do." BJ said smiling and standing up.

"HOLY SASQUACH FEET!" Jay exclaimed as BJ stood up.

"So, I hear that these guys got some new people," Duo announced into the science of the tent. Heero grunted in acknowledgment as he picked apart some random mechanical object he had picked up sometime during the last few days. (Leave it alone! He’s bored!) Duo turned to Quatre and grinned. "Hear there’s a couple pretty girls too!" he laughed.

"Really?" The blonde pilot responded distractedly. Duo nodded and leaned back, sighing heavily.

"I’m so BORED!" he whined. Heero glared and tossed whatever it was he was playing with at Duo.

"Do something with this," he ordered, following it with a screwdriver aimed straight at Duo’s head. The braided boy quickly ducked out of the way of the flying tool, twisting out of the way just as it skimmed by his ear. He glared at Heero for a moment before picking it up and rolling it through his fingers.

"What do you want me to do with it exactly?" he asked.

"Recording device," Heero replied simply. Trowa stared at him.

"What do you need a recording device for?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.