Tha Captain was hurt worse than he lets on, and on the flight yesterday some of his stitches came open. Good job there was a medico on the plane; I gave him some morphine and they stitched him closed again. Caught a burst of five, he did, before he plinked off the Iraqi bastard who did it. Some fifteen years in and I've never seen finer shooting with a sidearm. Doctor says he'll be fine with rest.

I slipped some sleeping medicine into his tea last night; doctor in Iraq gave it to me just for this sort of thing. He'll be annoyed about it when he wakes, but it's rest for him right now and Doctor's orders that Sergeant Tavish see to it!

Funny thing, by putting quits to the ambush it seems that he not only saved his Company, stopped an attack on an American unit as well. The Americans have put him in for their Silver Star, which is rather like the CGC he got. Good man, Captain West. Make someone a fine husband, should he be the marrying kind.