Harry looked over the suggested colors and pattern

Harry looked over the suggested colors and pattern. Yeh I seem to remember some of this from Royal Marine Commando Sniper School, but then one of you wrote the book as I recall. Carry On gentlemen, I'll give you a hand in a minute with the camouflage change.

Harry walked over to check on Willow. She seemed to be doing OK. She was putting up a good front that he saw right through. "Hey having you're big ugly mug as a blur is one benefit," she said with a smile that could bring birds down out of the trees. The Cheerleader turned SWAT Officer was one of the few who could mellow the gruff commander of RAT 98NE. "Listen here young lady...

Suddenly Harry stopped in mid-sentence when the pain shot up his left arm, his chest felt like an elephant was sitting on it and he couldn't get a breath of air if he tried. As he started to fall he remembered you can cheat almost everyone except death. All those years the heart murmur had slipped by on his military physicals. The cardiac specialist in Richmond had caught it and said it might become a problem; in 20 or 30 years. {Bet he never figured I live past a 100} Later as he became an M.D. it was to easy to get a fellow doctor to sign off on the paperwork out of profesional courtesy or in the case of Morrow Physicians to get this pain in the butt out of their office.

Willow screamed as Harry hit the floor. She was off the cot in second, no pulse no respiration starting CPR, out of training habbit she called out, "call 911... yeh right ..."

1,an2,an3,an4,an5,an6,an7,an8,an8an9an10,an11,an12,an13,an14,an15, breath one, breath two,

Still no pulse no respiration, in the minute it had taken her to complete one cycle. James was over in a flash, the doctor's kit Morrow had supplied only had limited cardiac meds, a small portable ekg with no other telemetry of any kind. Still no use wishing for what you didn't have. As Willow paused CPR he tried sublingual nitro which had no effect, continue CPR, he tried epinephrine, Harry jerked violently-"the women's armor radiated a bright light and she was astride a giant eight legged horse, then a second women came into view-"Willow?" Harry your back? Harry almost looked at peace for the first time in years as he said, Omega Six.

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They continued to try but it was all over.

Willow choked back a sob.

"Mr Ericson," she said quite formally as she took off a small dog tag chain from around her neck, instead of the usual two tags this one had three. She ran her fingers over each still not seeing clearly. Two of the tags had belonged to her brother killed in Grenada, the third one was Harold Medicus'. On the back was a small piece of microfilm. Doing things his own way to the end no new microdots for him. "Sir, Order Omega Six is Commander Medicus's instructions to me as the unit adjutant to turn over all access and command codes to you."

The warrior maiden stopped before an immense muti-colored bridge that stretched into the cosmos and beckened Harry to dismount; An immense Norse Warrior stood before the Rainbow Bridge and looked at Harry and then sounded his horn (GJaller) to announce the arrival of yet another warrior to Asgard. As Harry crossed the bridge several figures waited to meet him...father, General Stuart, an Honor Sir; both stepped aside with a smile Constance! Harold Medicus was at peace at last.

{OOC}

Pardon me for being long winded, but I put a lot of work into Harry and felt he should go out in style.

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