Three Weeks after the mission end...

Stephanie waited until Halstead had been released from the hospital before calling him and Ruzek to her office. Oh she was not a happy camper at all. Looking at Ruzek and Halstead she glared daggers at the Lt. Colonel and the Sergeant. "Lt. Colonel Ruzek, give me ONE good reason why I shouldn't kick your ass down the hall like a soccer ball and let you fumble your way out of this unit?" He might have chosen the corner but she was going to make sure he was cozy up in there with limited space if he did so. "If it were up to me you wouldn't be getting this promotion." Stephanie was still a bit sour that THIS was her executive officer and this was how he chose to showcase his skills.

Grabbing the ID badges they had taken off the dead bodies she handed one of them to each of them. "Take two looks at them the both of you." They looked nothing like the official identification of the pilots that were supposed to have landed. "You want to tell me how this got past you two idiots?" Why was she having this discussion? Snatching them back she tossed them across the desk and watched them smack into the wall.

It didn't really help that the chopper the base had sent out had never returned. It also didn't help that James had been shot, and most of the base had been wiped out. There was a lot on her mind. She had three teenagers at home and she was having to focus her efforts over here longer than she'd thought. Deployments were never easy and they were sending James home soon on medical leave. At least he would be out of this mess. Glancing up towards them both once more she thumped the floors with her boots. By her line of reasoning Jay had been shot by his own carelessness as well as Ruzek's. Stephanie didn't blame the injuries of the base on them because then it would be personal and no one wanted to get personal with her. It was just a bad idea.

Tag: @adamruzek and Sgt. Jay Halstead

Jay was silent as Colonel Amberson railed at them, handing them the ids of the people they been fighting, demanding to know how they had gotten so far. She was pissed. Not that he could blame her. They had screwed up, plain and simple.
"Ma'am, no excuses, Ma'am. I screwed up," he said. "I failed to cover my post adequately," he continued. Yeah, this was on him. If he had moved faster, he probably wouldn't have gotten shot and would've been able to cover his superior officer better. However, the fact remained that he had gotten shot which resulted in him passing out, leaving Major Ruzek vulnerable. Wouldn't be surprised if I got busted down to Private. It's nothing less than I deserve, he thought to himself. However, he knew enough to keep his mouth shut. There was really nothing he could say here.

OOC
Sorry this is short. My mind pooped out on this. Plus, Jay's in trouble, so he wouldn't say much.  

Adam hadn't chosen the corner in order to hide, although hiding did seem like a better option than facing the angry Colonel at this point. For the past three weeks Adam had been doing nothing but replaying everything in his head, running through everything he had done wrong and everything that had happened because of it. He hadn't been able to sleep or rid himself of the sick feeling in the pit of his stomach and had withdrawn even more into himself.

"I can't give you a good reason Ma'am because there isn't one, it's all my fault... I messed up. With all due respect Sergeant Halstead doesn't even need to be here, this is all on me Ma'am. I'd really like the chance to issue a formal apology to the entire unit, I screwed up and caused so many unnecessary deaths and injuries." When she mentioned that if it was up to her he wouldn't be getting the promotion he simply nodded in agreement, "Don't think I deserve it either Ma'am, and I'm sure I don't deserve to stay on your unit either so whatever you decide... I understand. I would however like to respectfully request that you allow me to stay long enough to get our people back it would mean an awful lot Ma'am."

When she handed him the badge to study he turned it over in his hand, "Pretty sure this is not the badge we were shown Ma'am but that's still no excuse. We were trying to hear the rescue chopper's radio transmissions and they started shooting at us while the ID's were still in our hands, I know I dropped the one I had in my hand as we ran for cover."