It was early March of 1864, the US 22nd Cavalry had been transferred from the Western Theater with the Army of the Tennessee back east to the Army of the Potomac, Gen Alexander and his entire Division was now stationed at Fairfax Courthouse in Virginia. But a Confederate Guerrilla Officer had been leading a battalion of guerrilla fighters through a centralized area of Virginia, his name was John Singleton Mosby. Some of the men in the 22nd temporarily signed up with a new company of scouts know as Blazer's Scouts, under Capt Richard Blazer, who had been assigned to chase Mosby. Sgt Chesterfield had signed both him and Cpl Blutch up for this temporary assignment, Blutch was of course not happy.

Cpl Blutch: "Sarge, why do you keep doing this to me, do you hate me?"

Sgt Chesterfield: "I don't hate you Corporal, you've just got to take more responsibilities."

Cpl Blutch: "So being temporarily attached to a company of Cavalry Scouts assigned to go after this raider John Mosby counts as taking more responsibilities?"

Sgt Chesterfield: "Yes, it doe..." He stopped when he someone he hadn't seen in months, it was Sgt Travis Benjamin Tyree, he had been transferred out of the 22nd to join the 5th Cavalry as head scout, then he was transferred again and they lost touch. "BEN!"

Sgt Tyree looked over to the person shouting his name, and he saw who it was, it was Sgt Chesterfield and Cpl Blutch, two friends he hadn't seen in years.

Sgt Tyree: "Why, if it isn't Sgt Chesterfield and Cpl Blutch, my old friends from the 22nd Cavalry." Sgt Chesterfield quickly dismounted and shook Tyree's hand, Blutch followed the Sarge when he saw Tyree, the two NCO's were glad to see their old friend. "What are you two doing here?"

Sgt Chesterfield: "The entire Regiment has been transferred back here to Virginia, and some of the fellas have been transferred to Capt Blazer's Scouts, including us."

Sgt Tyree: "Small world, that's my temporary outfit also, looks like we'll be working together." Just then an officer appeared, the men stood to attention immediately.

Capt Blazer: "Sergeant Tyree, who are these men."

Sgt Tyree: "These are two old friends of mine Capt Blazer."

Sgt Chesterfield: "Sgt Chesterfield and Cpl Blutch sir, we've been temporarily transferred to your command sir."

Capt Blazer: "Ah, then you two must be Sgt Chesterfield and Cpl Blutch, glad to have you men, I'll have to put you two on duty right away. When your settled in, some see me in my quarters."

Sgt Chesterfield: "Yes sir." The two NCO's saluted their superior, the Captain returned the salute and walked back to his quarters.

Sgt Tyree lead Sgt Chesterfield and Cpl Blutch to their tent, when they saw someone who they hadn't seen in moths, and hoped never to see again, it was homicidal maniac Sgt Gregg. The cutthroat had been somehow found a way to rejoin the Union Army after his dishonorable discharge from the 22nd Cavalry.

Cpl Blutch: "What in the name of the good lord is Sgt Gregg doing here?"

Sgt Tyree: "You two know that miserable cuss?"

Sgt Chesterfield: "Last time we saw him, he threatened us."

Sgt Tyree: "I'll tell you this, he been a pain in the rear of everyone in the company since he joined up."

Cpl Blutch: "I hope we don't run into him much."

Sgt Tyree: "Come on, let me introduce you to some friends of mine." They walked over to the city of tents that made up Company F of the 2nd West Virginia Cavalry, also well known as Blazer's Scouts. The three friends waled through the city of tents until they reached one where a Corporal and Private were drinking coffee.

Cpl Blutch: "Who are they?"

Sgt Tyree: "Some friends of mine. JENKINS, STARKY!"

Cpl Jenkins: "Hiya Sarge."

Pvt Starky: "Hey Sarge, how are you?"

Sgt Tyree: "Fine fellas, I want to introduce you to a friends of mine, Sgt Chesterfield and Cpl Blutch." The two men greeted the two friends of Sgt Tyree.

Cpl Jenkins: "You mean these are your friends from the 22nd Cavalry?"

Sgt Tyree: "That's right."

Pvt Starky: "Wow, were honored to meet the both of you." The two Bluecoats shook hands with Sgt Tyree's friends and they walked into the tent to talk about old times.

Cpl Jenkins: "Boy, it must be half crazy with all those suicidal charges you men have to make."

Sgt Chesterfield: "Well, it strains us a bit, but war is not without sacrifices."

Cpl Blutch: "Yeah, that crazed madman of a commanding officer Capt Stark, really makes us go to Sick Call for the headaches he gives us from his shouting." The men laughed while Sgt Chesterfield looked at Cpl Blutch with an angry stare. They changed the subject to the situation with John Mosby and his Guerrillas, that the company of scouts had orders to go after.

Sgt Chesterfield: "So tell me Tyree, what exactly have Mosby and his men been doing."

Sgt Tyree: "It's hard to tell you 'Everything' so I'll just tell you the main things, robbing horses, raiding supplies, ripping up railroad lines, cutting telegraph wires, even kidnapped a Brigadier General back in '63."

Cpl Blutch: "Jeez, that sounds like he's a real guerrilla fighter, slash, bleed'em, and run."

Cpl Jenkins: "Exactly, that's why Capt Blazer and this entire company has got the stinking job of chasing after him."

Pvt Starky: "And it doesn't help with Sgt Gregg being put into the picture." Sgt Chesterfield and Cpl Blutch looked at each other with troubled looks on their faces when Starky mentioned Sgt Gregg.

Cpl Jenkins: "Something wrong?" Cpl Blutch spoke up.

Cpl Blutch: "Sgt Gregg used to be in our Regiment."

Sgt Chesterfield: "He was, and probably still is, a ruthless by the book butchering soldier."

Sgt Tyree: "Why do you say that?"

Sgt Chesterfield: "Remember Cpl Fisk?"

Sgt Tyree: "Yes,why?" Sgt Chesterfield remembered that night like it only happened hours ago, the memory made his stomach turn and made him wince to just think about it.

Sgt Chesterfield (Hesitantly): "Fisk, Well, you see," *Sigh* "Fisk was beat to an inch of his life by Sgt Gregg for contradicting one of his orders earlier that day." The others sat in silence, until Jenkins spoke up.

Cpl Jenkins: "Geez, and I thought Sgt Gregg was just a jerk."

Sgt Chesterfield: "He's more than that, he's a butcher, and you all should watch out for him." Sgt Tyree, Sgt Chesterfield and Cpl Blutch said a temporary goodbye to Jenkins and Starky and Tyree went to show them their tent. Until Sgt Gregg went walking over to Tyree, he saw both Chesterfield and Blutch behind him.

Sgt Gregg (Smirking): "Well, well, well, if it isn't my old friends Sgt Chesterfield and Cpl Blutch."

Sgt Chesterfield: "Hello Gregg, I thought you were discharged."

Sgt Gregg: "Well, I was, but then I managed to reenlist in the 2nd West Virginia Cavalry, this is the reunion of the 22nd Cavalry you two, I can assure you of that." And he walked past them with a devious grin.

Sgt Tyree: "He's a real snake."

Sgt Chesterfield: "It was too bad you were transferred, he was your replacement for when you transferred to the 5th Cavalry after the whole thing in Mississippi."

Cpl Blutch: "Yeah, ever since he replaced you for a while, we desperately wanted you back."

Sgt Tyree: "I just hope he doesn't cause any trouble these next few days."

Tyree showed them their tent, and after they had settled in and gotten a bit of rest, they would go out on their first patrol in the morning to look for signs of Mosby's Rangers.