Gunnery Sergeant Marianne Beaubien, USMCDay: E-Day +3
Time: 1330 hrs EST / 1830 hrs GMT
Location: Bishop International Airport, Flint, MI
"Gunny!" Corporal Frias looked up at Marie as she came through the hatch connecting the main cargo area with the flight deck. He was wrapped in a blanket, his big arms surrounding one of the survivors they had recovered the day before. Frias smiled easily, his eyes bright with hope. His companion glanced once towards Marie and then quickly turned deeper into the blankets, hiding her face from them. She gave a shiver, perhaps to indicate some chill, that her movement was a necessity of the weather and not an effort to avoid looking at Marie.
Marie knew better and she was getting tired of it.
None of the survivors had said a single word to her since they took to the air, moments ahead of a cloud of death that swept over the airfield. Not that there had been a lot of talking over the last twenty four hours. But, she had been the one to decide, rather arbitrarily, who would and who would not be saved. She had been the one to shoot the one man who had defied her and attempted to board the plane without her permission. She had killed someone.
She had left a lot more to die.