Engineering Sergeant First Class Kristen Vanders, Sergeant Garcia's not-so-secret girlfriend

Sergeant Zhang's POV

You gasped out with a dizzying mix of concern and relief as you laid eyes on your tallest teammate.

"Kristen!" You called out as you approached her in the bedside within the ambulance. "Can you hear me?"

She did not react although after a quick check you were able to tell that she was indeed breathing steadily. Feeling the need to check just in case, however, you got your lips near her ear.

"Sergeant Vanders, Plan 00," You whispered clearly and formally into her ear.

You waited for a few heartbeats, but her light-blue eyes still didn't open. You sighed at that. Given the fact that at least part of the side of her head was a bit swollen, you shouldn't have gotten your hopes up that Kristen was just pretending to be sleeping in case she wanted to appear non-threatening while thinking she was in enemy territory. Still, not hearing her response to the all-clear coded message from one of their contingency plans that assured her it was safe to drop the act made her sick with worry.

"What happened to her?" You turned back to the doctors and soon you noticed that Jeremy and his son Jonathan had gotten closer so they could watch her back while you were unexpectedly distracted, should the need arise.

You barely had time to nod at them in appreciation before the mother of the group of doctors spoke.

"As we watched the battle unfold from our apartment window, we saw her get separated from your group in the late stage of their fiery ambush against all those zombies when a light post fell to the street on an abandoned car." Emma explained. "The sudden, burning wreckage in the area slowed her down and she couldn't regroup with the others in time, so we watched her try to climb her way into a nearby, second floor balcony. I presume that was so she could get the high ground before aiming her sniper rifle at the horde from a better angle," She explained before nodding at Jenna.

At that, the veterinarian of the group showed her Kristen's chosen weapon while pointing downwards. As expected, it was a XM10 sniper rifle with the model's high-quality suppressor just like hers and you had to smile as because you remembered that your old friend was certainly a warrior with great taste.

For some reason though, the objectively MILF-like gynecologist hesitated for a long moment before shaking her head. "Then, something really, really unexpected happened,"

You couldn't help but snort at that. "Even more unexpected than a horde of shambling walking corpses getting fried extra crispy by the state-of-the-art flamethrower from one of my fellow sergeants?"

Emma paused at that, considering. "Alright, not THAT unexpected but still quite statistically rare," She amended. "Your friend was sniping away at every rotten head below her that she could possibly aim at, and while visibility was low, I saw enough to be very impressed, since every time we heard the sound of one of her shots, a skull was visibly blown away or a corpse collapsed on the street. So much so that, in just a few minutes, dozens of more zombies laid truly dead at her feet."

You smiled at that, feeling nostalgic as memories surged in. "Sounds like Kristen, alright. Always one to love the idea of breaking records, and quickly at that."

But then, your smile was wiped off your face when you realized what had just come out of the OB-GYN's mouth.

"Say that again?!" You asked in sudden dread. "She was struck by lightning?!"

The Doctor flinched at your outburst but nodded. "Well, to be more precise, it appears to have struck the large potted cactus on the exposed balcony that was taller than her, so the tree took the brunt of the electricity and not her. It still injured her and knocked her off her feet though. Luckily enough, she appeared to have taken care of the last few walkers we could see from our own balcony, so we decided to go rescue her since she was in no condition to regroup with her team, and we weren't even sure that the rest of her team had been able to notice what happened in the middle of their own hunts. So, we came for her on the ambulance that my daughter Reyna had to use to escape the fall of her hospital on the second day of this madness," She said as she bit her bottom lip, her expression the telltale grim sign of someone remembering something unpleasant.

Then she shook her head and continued.

"Your friend was still conscious when we found her, but very disoriented and quite a few of the thorns from the exploded cactus had gotten incrusted onto her skin like needle, although her uniform seemed to have been thick enough to offer some protection and we have been able to carefully remove them by now. We told her to hang on and that we were Doctors, saying that we were going to treat her to the best of our ability. She barely had time to say a slurred "thank you" before passing out though," The gynecologist said, grimacing. "So, we brought her to our house, and started treating her while remaining on the lookout for the rest of you, hoping you would show up and let us join you after returning your valued teammate to you. Thankfully, it looks like our idea to watch out the nearby supermarket paid off," She explained, sighing as he caught her up.

You passed a hand over your face, worried sick before staring at the muscular form of your slumbering, 6'3" tall teammate. You didn't say it aloud, but it was impossible to silence the wandering thoughts from yourself.

"Kristen was the tallest, strongest and arguably the most driven of us all...but will even that be enough if she wakes up? Will she have some form of crippling, permanent damage?" The unwanted thought reared its ugly face into her mind before you could squash it.

Then your eyes hardened as a familiar fire started spreading your **** of will through your gut. You took a moment to place your hand on your dear friend's unresponsive shoulder and then traced your fingers along her beautiful, straight blonde hair. But soon, you made a solemn oath.

"Not on my watch," You vowed in silence. "And that means, we need to move Kristen to a safer location with more resources at our disposal so that everyone of us with medical training can compare notes and do our best to treat her."

So, with that in mind you made your decision to bring this family of doctors into the fold without consulting with your master so as to not break radio silence. He may not like that act of disobedience, and even if he understands your urgency, he should still most definitely punish you so as to maintain discipline among your fellow sisters in ownership. But that was a sacrifice you were willing to make.

Even if your one true owner commanded you to strip naked and present your bare ass for a hard spanking while yourlong-time comrades in arms watched you get punished the entire time...

You shook the arousing thought out of your head and focused on the doctors that had cared for your companion.

"Alright, you win," You acknowledged with a nod. "I will allow you to come with us to our base and get you your meeting with our commanding officer. He may need to negotiate some terms with you later in exchange for letting you stay with the group, and he may not like my impulsivity here but for now I am willing to risk it, especially if it means bringing Sergeant Vanders with us. Do you have any other vehicle with you aside from the ambulance?"

"Yes, my pickup truck," Jenna replied as you gestured at the grey car in question, her voice thick with gratitude.

You nodded to yourself as you factored that type of transport into your plans. In less than 30 seconds, you had finished cooking the tactics you intended to use.

As such, that meant that you had to verify if the first step was going to work as intended. Thus, you turned on your radio and contacted Team 3 instead of your boss.

"Sergeant Foreman, do you read me?" You asked.

After a few moments, the static made way to words. "Loud and clear, Sergeant Zhang. What is it, over?"

"I am about to execute Plan 88," You told her. "But something unexpected happened and I was wondering if you could use one of those solar powered drones to chart us a safer path from above to get back to base, over."

"Affirmative, Sergeant Zhang. Zachary is currently taking care of the next part of the boss' plan that required a drone all by himself," She said, reminding you of the computer scientist from the building in the process. "So, I can use mine to assist you, since it's close. It will probably take me about 10-15 minutes to examine the area for dangers before advising, though. Can you afford to wait that long, over?"

"We can," You confirmed after double checking that there were no zombies near the parking lot just yet. "In that case, request you get started, Sergeant Foreman, over."

"Very well. May I ask what the unexpected complication was, over?" She asked.

You paused for a moment to gather your thoughts before answering her. "I found Kristen, Liz, but she is hurt," You admitted, well aware that you sounded tense and worried. "She will be able to make it if we get back and continue treating her. But we have to hurry and if we are going to do that, we need to pick a road with minimal zombie activity or else we are going to trade one massive risk for another."

For a long couple of heartbeats, there was only silence from the other end. But soon, Elizabeth Foreman's voice came back with a vengeance, her tone dripping with conviction. "Then, it's time to get her home. And let there be nothing but final **** to any putrid corpse that dare get in our way."

You smirked as you shared in the sentiment and clenching a fist after her rallying cry before nodding anticipation. "Agreed, old friend. Let's get to work, over."

A/N: Many of you have been wondering when we would get to meet another one of the Special Forces Squad. Well, that time is now, assuming her being **** while it happened counts in your book.

Now, will Team Two make it back safely? Will Garcia get to reunite with her girlfriend? Will she even wake up?

More on that in the coming chapters. But for now, please leave a comment if you enjoyed this one and until next time guys and gals, see ya!