The A Team

 I dreamt that I was part of a team that was to protect. We were either military or some independent unit.  We were in an area that a unique storm was brewing. The wind would come in and almost undetectably, blow in fast small circles parallel to the ground and knock out whole fields at the base of plants. It was almost as if all of the plant matter was a large piece of paper that would blow away all at once. We were in an empty building watching and noticed that a very large dead tree blew over as well and sparked. Out unit had some cool new toys. One had a tractor of sorts that could articulate and perform delicate actions. One of our guys went missing - another of our guys had a crush on him and was searching for him, but he was fine. I found his shirt under a blanket (our day uniforms included Hawaiian shirts). His crush-er had folded it for him. I showed it to him and he rolled his eyes. He was very anal and I was thinking he would have appreciated it. Also stylish, he would order his own custom Hawaiian shirts to fit his look.  A

At the same time, this was happening, a mother was giving birth. Her young very emotional son was concerned about his mother and awaiting his new baby brother. He was there for the birth and at the end was more exhausted from the experience than she was.