"Benjamin Carmine, sir!" Saluted a cog, to the leader of Delta.

"Drop the sir shit kid." Marcus Fenix said, saying stuff about the war.

"Anya! Have you seen Jessie?" Asked Dom.

"I heard she was running late, tripped over a rock a few ti-" Anya was cut off by screaming.

"I'M HERE FUCKERS!" Yelled a particurly short gear, running towards Marcus, Anya, Ben and Dom.

"Jessie, we've been waiting for twenty minutes." Growled Marcus.

"Pardon me, I was getting my beauty sleep. Can't go around looking like a Baird now, can I?" Said the female gear standing at the height 4'8.

Dom laughed at the insult of a certain blonde headed gear.

"YEAAAHHHH... Hey! Who the fuck are you?" Asked Jessie, looking Carmine.

"Benjamin Carmine, sir...Oh uh, I mean mam." Carmine said.

Jessie Kyles laughed at Ben's nervous state.

"You're cool man, you're cool." She said, patting him on the back making him lose his balance.

"LEZZ GO, LADIES!" She yelled running away from the group.

"This hospital reaks of disease." Jessie said covering her nose.

"Uh, I believe it should. It is a hospital." Dom said, chuckling.

"I knew that, bro; I totally did." She said putting her arms up.

The locust were about to come into the hospital, and Jessie Kyles was sure not prepared.

"JESSIE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Marcus yelled at the short woman running back and forth with her pistols bullets falling around everywhere.

"LOOKING FOR THAT DAMNED HAIR TIE I LOST!" She yelled, searching the floor and crouching down making noises as to how you would speak to your pet.

She finally tripped on the bullets that had been spilled, yelling swears that if her dad was still around; would have put a full bar of soap in her mouth.

"THE LOCUST WILL BE HERE ANY SECOND, JESSIE!" Marcus roared.

The 4'8 gear put all her bullets back and took cover. "33 seconds less than last time." She said, smiling proudly.

The locust piled in the hospital, shooting and saying things in their low scratchy voice.

"Wellllllll, when in doubt dance out, right?" Jessie yelled while standing up, taking out her lancer and pretending to tango away from the cover she was taking and into an empty hallway, while shooting her lancer at the locust.

Almost every gear and cog were always truly amused by Jessie's actions and words. She'd usually light up someone's mood, even though she really never tried to. People told her she needed to grow up and be mature, she was fighting in a war, and she could be killed by her foolish antics. Her response was something along the lines of, "Okay...Wait, what?"

What made people even more amused is what she did when she got nervous. Which happened not a lot, but right now, quite frequently. When Jessie was nervous she would name all the first names she could possibly think of, in alphabetical order.

"Jessie, get back here!"

"If you ever do that again..." Marcus warned.

What had she done?

Well, little Jessie had stolen one of Marcus's guns after she ran out of ammo. After

believing she saw something in the car, and repeatedly shooting at nothing, she went straight into the area covered with locust with her chainsaw and finished off the locust.

Every day was a long day when Jessie Kyles was there.

Authoress Note: Holy crap, where I came up with this, I don't know.