A/N – Again, I do not own Team Fortress or it's characters. I'm finally uploading after having a serious case of Authors block.
Chapter 8 – Already gone
Eventually the two medic's returned, the RED one, however didn't stay long. He said he had some, scavenging to do. The BLU sniper was awake, sitting on the bed, and the Pyro and Scout were speaking to each other. I guess the scout was talking about his feelings. The BLU medic went near me and sat with me. He whispered in my ear.
"I know you heard what we said. You know about the plane?" His tone was neutral, not angry.
I couldn't lie to the medic, not after all that has happened. The whispered back to him.
"Oui, when are we going to tell..." I stopped when the door re-opened. It didn't reveal the RED medic. It was the RED spy. The sniper quickly drew out his sub machine gun. The RED spy put his hands up, showing he was unarmed.
"Backstabbing rat, what are you doing here!?"
"Sniper... teams don't matter anymore..." The medic muttered silently. The sniper didn't put his weapon down and glared daggers at the masked man. The BLU medic stood up from his spot on the floor and forced the sniper to put his weapon down.
"Let it go. We need all the help we can get!" he said furiously to the sniper. The sniper eventually eased up after the medic's outrage. She put his machine gun away and returned to sitting on the bed. The RED spy thanked the medic.
"Gentlemen...and woman." He began. "A plane is on ze way. It will be here in about 6 hours and the landing zone is a few miles away. We will be able to leave zhis dreadful place."
The pyro gave a slight glare at the spy, probably thinking he was lying. She eventually calmed down.
"If there are zombies here, what makes you think there is a safe place out there?" she questioned.
She had a good point. Zombies roam, they are bound to eventually bite people. One will turn to two...two to four... and it will keep going. I knew she was thinking the same thing too. I could tell by her expression.
The RED medic returned in the room. He stared at the pyro.
"Fraulein... if you begin to feel ill, you might have been bit and becoming a zombie. Tell me, if you want...who do you want to kill you?" A smile crossed his lips. The scout glared at the doctor.
"What the Hell man! She won't turn! Don't ask her things like that!" The pyro held up her hand, telling the scout to stop. I stared at what was going on.
"I want the scout to do it. If I were to get sick and infected, I want him to end it..."
The scout stared at the pyro, his mouth agape.
"No, no. Pyro, you won't turn...I know you won't. Just...Just don't talk like that."
The red headed girl hugged the scout. The scout paused for a moment and eventually hugged her back. She looked down. She patted the scout hatted head.
"I don't want to risk it. If I am bit and we do get to a safe place...what if I turn then? I don't even think the pilots will let me on the plane with a wound, especially since it could be a bite."
"W-what are you saying...?"
The pyro looked at the scout sadly. Again she patted his hatted head, but this time, a tear streamed down her cheek.
"I'm saying...I want to stay, either that or die. I don't want to risk infecting anyone and I don't want to infect you..." She wiped the tear and regained her composer. I walked up to the scout and tried to calm him down. He swatted me away.
"Pyro, you know I can't kill you..."
"Then let me stay...please. This is my decision. I want to stay." The pyro said looking at the scout. The scout bit his lip and hugged her tight.
"I promise, If you live and are not infected, we'll come back for you..."
The pyro gave a light smile. She hugged the scout tight as well.
"Thank you, now go, before the plane is gone."
The Sniper got up as well as the rest of the team. I stood as well and neared the scout. I could tell he wasn't taking this well.
"Scout...lets go..." I said.
The scout turned to me and walked to the door. He faced the pyro. The pyro walked up to him and gave him her gas mask. The Bostonian clenched it tight.
"Don't die on me..." He said in a shaky voice. She smiled.
"I won't..."
