We are oneIt was a hot and sticky day at the Task Force base. Everyone spraying each other with hoses to keep cool and fans pointed at them while they worked. Smoke sat on the top of a jeep welding together pieces to make it usable again. Stopping every few seconds to remove her mask so she can breath and wipe the sweat from her face. Getting walloped with the heat from the torch, she finally put it off to the side and sat down lifting her shield up. She sighed and picked up her water bottle chugging it all. Ghost and Soap were passing by talking and wiping their foreheads with their shirts that were held in the hands. Looking up at Smoke as they passed, Ghost back tracked and smiled before yelling up to her.We are one4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What are you trying to do give yourself heat stroke?" He said jokingly.
"Well if I don't get this done I wont hear the end of it from Price."
"Well get down from up their. Metal and heat aren't the best combination. You'll end up burning yourself up there."
She slid down the windshield and