Lufbery shrugged, "Didn't have much choice really, there's no other way of getting back and it will still fly. You just have to have very good control over it."

He looked at the plane which had a few bullet holes in the tail and scratch marks from when he had almost crashed it trying to land. "But I think I'll need a new one when we get back."

Andi ran her fingers over a large scratch. She frowned distastefully.

"I'm still going to try and make a few repairs back at the barn before going," she said, pulling her hair back and tieing it in a knot.

"Hey it's in better shape then your plane"

"Shut your mouth. You want me to go for help or not?" she snapped, resting her hands on her hips.

"Yes I do," he said leaning against the plane, "If you can handle such a broken up machine!"

"Are you doubting my abilities?" she asked, turning and beginning to push the plane, her heels digging into the mud with a sickening squishing sound.

"No, you are good," he said, "Especcially for a girl, I would never have guessed..."

He began to help her push the plane. "When you get back you are going to want to ask them to send a larger plane out here, or you could borrow one and come to rescue us."

Andi rolled her eyes again and snorted, "Yeah...for a girl"

After a moment of thought she answered.

"I don't know quite yet. Whatever sounds best when I get there."

"Alright," he said, "Good luck."

She would need it. They pushed on, the plane moving slowly over the mud.

They reached a clear valley. "Take off here," Lufbery said.

Then before she got he he climbed up to the back and pulled out an American flag. "I'm going to tie this in a tree, so that you can find us again."

Hartford watched as Andi was about to take off. Then he heard the roar of a plane engine up in the sky. He looked up in terror. A Fokker Triplane!

He gasped and looked back at Andi's plane, eyes wide. Then he ran for the plane, yelling for their attention and waving his arms.

Lufbery ran after him taking his gun and shotting it into the air to get the attention of the other plane.

Hartford reached the plane just as Andi was about to start it.

"You gotta get outta here!" He said. "That German's gonna shoot up this whole place, and if you go up there in this heap, he'll shoot you down for sure! You gotta let me try."

Lufbery reached them. "Hartford, are you sure you can handle it," he said, "I can try. I managed to get the plane over here in one piece."

"No, I need you to stay here and be with Andi."

"Don't you want to stay with her. After all this is my plane," Lufbery said.

"It's your plane." Hartford agreed. "Go ahead. Good luck."

Lufbery leaped into the plane, and nodding to Hartford took off into the air. The other plane say him and started to shot but Lufbery kept the plane level and reached for the machine gun squeezing the trigger and letting out multiple shots. He caught the plane on it's wing but it didn't go down just twisted to the side and leveled off again. Muttering to himself he pulled the trigger again.

The pilot in the other plane shot at him and this time didn't miss. The bullet caught him in the right arm and for a second Lufbery lost all sense of direction. He pulled the trigger again with his left hand ignoring the pain and got his vision back in time to see the other plane spriling downwards. Taking a deep breath and relaxing because the battle was over he landed the plane and leaned back gasping in pain.

Andi had barely had time to register what was going on until she saw Lufberry land.

"Did he get shot?" she asked, approaching the plane.

Lufbery saw Andi approaching the plane and forced his face into a smile before looking down at his bleeding arm.

Andi called Hartford over and walked up to the plane, looking over the edge and grimacing at the sight of blood.

"You okay?" she asked.

Lufbery tried to sit up but the pain seemed to be overwhelming him. "I shot down the other plane," he said, "Now it's safe for you to go get help."

"Thanks," she said quietly, helping him out of the plane and taking him over to hartford.

He held onto her tightly with his left hand as he climbed out of the plane. Lufbery smiled at her, just a faint smile, and looked up to see Hartford standing close by. "When you get help, by careful," Lufbery gasped still looking at his arm, "There may still be German planes up there."

"Don't worry about me," she said, waving the subject aside, "Just you guys stay hidden, and if any Germans happen to be coming, you know to take down that flag so they dont find you."

Lufbery looked up at the tree where he had been planning on tieing the flag with a sigh. "There's no way I can climb up there now," he said, "But maybe Hartford will do it. Don't worry about us either, we are soldiers and can take care of ourselves."

He squezzed her shoulder with his good arm. "But you need all the luck you can get. Hartford and I are just going to be sitting her while you can come in sight of German planes up there."

(I have to go Jessi, but maybe we can rp again tomorrow when danger's here. That way Hartford won't just be standing nearby like a statue :D)

(okay bye)

(But you can still post once more since I posted last! Then we can pick it up again tomor!)

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