Heyyy guys! I shoved the rest of the fics together for a nice 5-fic-long finale! And this is finally done after over a year, I think. Took me long enough ugh. Anyway, enjoy the last few fics, my favorite is 99 lmao it's so funny okay ENJOY I LOVE YOU genrex & holix forever

95. Acceptance
:: Six, Holiday. No porn but mentions of sex!

She woke up slowly, feeling groggy and gross and too warm and a little nauseous all at the same time. Though it didn't happen often, she was plenty familiar with the feeling. Apparently, though she didn't remember when, why, or how, Holiday had gotten very drunk the previous night.

Assuming it was morning, anyway. It felt like morning, but she didn't want to open her eyes just yet – knowing she'd have a major headache as soon as the light came into view. There was definitely no sunlight in the room, but the window in her room was usually covered by shutters, anyway. She could tell from behind her closed eyes that there was a light on somewhere though. Maybe a lamp or the bathroom light.

She rolled to her side and considered just going back to sleep 'cause screw getting up when she felt like this when suddenly she heard a shuffling noise and what distinctly sounded like footsteps.

Immediately, Holiday bolted upwards, eyes wide open, and looked in the direction of the noise.

Six was standing there, in front of the open bathroom door, completely shirtless and sunglasses-less, toothbrush hanging from his mouth, and looking like he was just about to take a shower.

Holiday squinted, considering the possibility that she was still asleep or going crazy. Why was Six taking a shower in her bathroom? And why was he just staring back at her and not saying anything?

She glanced to the dresser next to him where she usually kept a clock and noticed it wasn't there. Maybe it fell? She looked around the room and suddenly noticed that nothing was familiar. In fact, there was barely anything personal in the room at all. It felt like the kind of lacking decorations she'd expect Six to have.

With that thought, Holiday's eyebrows shot up and she looked back at Six. Normally she'd be worried about her growing headache, but the adrenaline rush from the fear of why she might be in Six's bedroom was distracting her.

"…Six?"

Six nodded at her and moved back to the bathroom, spitting out the toothpaste and coming back. "Hello, Dr. Holiday."

Hearing his voice just solidified the fact that she probably wasn't hallucinating, and Holiday closed her eyes and gripped her head as she thought about that. She looked down out of reflex and finally noticed that she was…completely naked under the blankets. She stared down at her boobs before looking back up at Six and quickly covered herself with the blanket.

"Uh-um…" she started. "Six…did we-uh…did-…"

"I believe we had sex at some point last night, if that's what you're asking," Six said with as straight a face as possible.

She stared at him. "You believe we had sex?! You don't know?!"

"I don't have the best memory when I'm inebriated, Doctor," he said. "I remember the before, but not the during."

"W-well what happened before?!" she squeaked, knowing her face was getting redder. This was ridiculous! She's an adult! So she may have had mutually drunken sex with her very handsome coworker. Not the worst thing that could happen, right?

"Party for Rex's birthday. Bobo spiked the punch. Normally I would've noticed right away, but apparently he's been experimenting with vodka flavors to make them less detectable," he said quickly. "We both had too much and ended up here. That's the gist of it, anyway."

Holiday just nodded. That all was vaguely familiar in her mind, though she wished she remembered it better. She wished she remembered all of it, to be specific.

After a minute of silence, Six spoke up. "…I'm sorry."

She raised an eyebrow. "You're sorry? I'm probably the one who initiated it," she confessed as her face started to go back to its normal color. The sooner they could talk this through and get it out of the way, the better.

Six shrugged. "True, but…well, we're in my room. I can't help but feel responsible for that, at least."

Holiday considered that for a second, but decided the blame game was pointless. "Speaking of…where are my clothes?"

He walked over to a chair in the corner and grabbed some folded clothes from a pile. "These are what I found. I don't know if it's everything, but I only woke up a half hour ago." He tossed the clothes at her, not wanting to make her uncomfortable by getting too close.

Holiday grabbed them and looked through – underwear, skirt, shirt. "…my bra is missing," she said.

Six shrugged. "Don't have a spare for you to borrow, but I'm sure it's in here somewhere."

She rolled her eyes at his attempt at comedy and put on the underwear while still under the sheets, lifting up his pillows to look around for the last, but very important part of her outfit. While she did that, Six looked back at the bathroom, then back at her. "I'll, uh, leave you to this, then."

As he started to leave, Holiday huffed out a breath. "Six. We should…talk."

He cringed. "And you know how much I love talking."

"We can't just ignore that this happened," she said, glaring over at him. "I'm not saying we have to start a relationship 'cause of this, but we should at least…talk."

"We could just ignore it, though," Six said, not looking at her.

Holiday bit her lip and looked down. "I…I don't want to ignore it. I really don't think you do, either."

Slowly, Six turned around and made his way over to the bed, sitting on the edge of it. "Alright."

She scooted up next to him, still covering herself with the sheet out of modesty. Not that he hadn't already gotten a good look at them, anyway. "So…what was this? Just random?"

He shook his head. "I don't know, Holiday. It definitely wasn't planned."

"Right, well…" She glanced away from him. "I'm…even though I can't remember it, I'm not sorry it happened."

Six looked over at her and didn't say anything for a minute, wondering if she'd laugh that off and take it back. When she didn't, he moved his hand to the back of his neck. "I'm…not sorry either."

Holiday exhaled loudly and laughed a bit. "Thank God. You took so long to respond I thought I just screwed myself."

He smiled at her. "I guess I already took care of that."

She looked shocked at his comment and Six paused, realizing what he just said, before slapping his hand against his forehead. "Sorry, that was…sorry."

A few seconds passed and Holiday laughed, leaning against him. "I can't believe we had sex."

He stayed still. "I can't believe I don't remember any of it."

The thought that they could repeat it while sober came to both of their minds, and Holiday sat up straight so she didn't think about touching him. She glanced around the room, taking it all in now that she knew exactly where she was. Six's room was…well, it was as boring as she expected. No surprises there.

"We should get dinner tonight," Six said suddenly, turning towards her. "…if you're interested."

Holiday stared at him before smiling brightly. "I think that's a great idea."

They continued to stare for a couple seconds before Holiday noticed a clock on the wall behind Six, finally seeing that it was already 9:30 in the morning. She frowned. "Okay, you go shower so I can get dressed."

He nodded and walked towards the bathroom. "Pick you up from your room at six?"

"Meeting Six at six. I can do that." He shut the door and Holiday went back to searching for her bra, deciding not to focus too much on last night or the upcoming night or she'd never be able to focus on work.

96. Luck
:: Bobo, Rex, Six

"Kid, you're thinking about it too much. Just look at your cards and if you've got high cards, keep 'em."

"Okay…" Rex shuffled through them. "So if, say, I had two aces and a king…I would wanna keep those? And trade the others in?"

Bobo nodded. "That's a good hand you got there! Definitely keep those three." He grabbed Rex's other two cards and put them at the bottom of the deck before handing him two new ones. "What do you think now?"

"I think…" Rex squinted at the cards in his hands. "I think that those didn't help me at all. You gave me two really low cards."

Bobo shrugged. "Luck of the draw, Kid. You can trade 'em in again, if you want. Got another turn, still."

Rex nodded and handed the cards back, getting new ones to replace them. "Ooh!"

"Okay, in a real game you can't look or sound super excited! It'll make it obvious to the other players that you've got a good hand and you don't want them to know anything. Got it?"

Rex nodded again. "Well, I…I'm pretty sure I have a really good hand!"

"Let's see it."

Rex slapped down his cards to reveal three aces, a king, and a seven. Bobo nodded. "Three-of-a-kind with aces high…that beats mine by a mile. Good thing we weren't betting anything."

Smiling, Rex collected the chips in the middle. "But we're betting these little chip thingies! I wanna win all of 'em!"

Bobo laughed as Rex started throwing the chips above his head until the door near them opened up and Six stared down at them.

"Hey Six! Bobo's teaching me how to play Texas Pulled 'Em!"

"Hold 'em."

"Hold 'em!"

Six glared down at the monkey. "He's thirteen. He doesn't need to know how to gamble."

"Just teaching the kid a card game, Green Man. Don't get your panties in a twist."

Six grumbled and turned to walk away. He was not in the mood for this.

97. Enthusiasm
:: Kenwyn

People often asked her why she was so dedicated to Providence. "It's a corrupt organization"! they would always tell her. But she knew better. She knew the real Providence.

At age sixteen, Kenwyn was a happy part of the Jones Family – who lived in a little town called Boulder City outside of Las Vegas, Nevada. Mom, Dad, Grandma, Kenwyn, and her little sister Lydia. They weren't rich and sometimes had trouble getting by every month, but they loved each other and were getting by as best as they could.

Kenwyn, smart as she was, had skipped a grade in middle school and was already a senior in High School. She was ready to graduate as Valedictorian and the youngest in her class and her family could not be more proud.

Lydia, especially, was so proud of her big sister. Not only was Kenwyn her hero and idol in every single way, but Kenwyn had talked to their parents and made it easier for Lydia to come out to them and admit to having a girlfriend. They were shocked, but accepting. And it was all thanks to Kenwyn. She really was the ultimate sister and the perfect role model.

It was, on the day of Kenwyn's high school graduation, that The Terrible Thing occurred. In their family, they primarily chose to not talk about it. Not talking about tragedies was the easiest way to keep being optimistic and happy. Kenwyn used to agree with them, but after The Terrible Thing, she wanted them to talk more. She wanted them to talk about Grandpa's death and about their financial problems and she wanted them to have proper arguments and debates like a regular family.

They didn't want to – they really didn't want to – but Lydia's missing legs made it hard to avoid thinking about it.

Kenwyn was in the middle of giving her Valedictorian speech when The Terrible Thing happened. It was a giant hoard of EVOs – creatures that a lot of people were still coming to terms with – that stampeded through the ceremony. Lots of people were injured – four students and two parents were killed – but Kenwyn's family could only pay attention to the screams of their youngest daughter whose legs had been crushed under the weight of the EVOs and there was so much blood and they could see pieces of bone sticking out and-

And then they came.

Providence.

Kenwyn was in awe as this group of soldiers – hundreds of them! – came down from the sky like they were angels...and they started cleaning up. Half of them went after the EVOs and the other half started tending to the wounded. Lydia was taken away and Kenwyn and her family all came with to make sure she was okay. Obviously she'd never be okay, but she'd survive. And that was what mattered most.

So when people asked her why she was so dedicated to Providence, why she put her life on pause and joined this military organization instead of taking her full scholarship to Cornell? She didn't feel like telling them the whole story. They didn't need to know her sister's tragedy and her family's struggles in trying to pay for the medical bills. All she needed to say was that Providence saved her family and she owed them. She owed them her service and she wanted to help people all around the world so no one would have to go through what Lydia went through.

She was going to become the best goddamn agent that Providence had ever had!

98. Game
:: Holiday, Six, Rex, Noah

"I still don't see the point to all this."

Holiday didn't respond to Six's negativity as she grabbed the drinks and food from him, handing some of them over to Rex and Noah, then turning back as the agent sat down in the aisle seat next to her.

"It won't kill you to humor Rex for a few hours, Six."

He scoffed. "We'll see."

She smirked, lightly shoving his arm. Usually she wasn't so physical with Six, but being out at a football game like this just brought her back to her high school days.

Not that she had a boyfriend in high school, but she did love going to games with her girlfriends. Er...not that Six was her boyfriend. Or one of her girlfriends.

Actually, this wasn't all that similar. She just had a love for football games that she hadn't been able to experience in a long time.

Fortunately for them, Six didn't complain much during the first quarter. Holiday even though she saw him lean forward in interest during a particularly risky play by their team - but Six would deny it immediately. He didn't want her to think he liked this sort of thing, that meant she'd try to drag him here again.

Rex and Noah, on the other hand, were constantly standing and screaming and cheering. Six had a huge headache. He would've considered leaving at half-time, but unfortunately they all came in one car. Realistically, Rex could just fly Noah and Holiday home, but they were trying to keep a low profile. Famous Providence employees really shouldn't be out at some random football game, after all.

That fact only added to Six's discomfort once he realized that during breaks in the game, there were different kinds of 'cams' that went around filming fans in the stands. So far, he'd seen a 'Flex Cam' - Noah and Rex appeared on screen for that one - a 'Booty Shake Cam' - to which he paid no attention - and a 'Disco Cam' - which was actually kind of entertaining.

As the next break started, Six briefly wondered what the next one would be. Since he'd never been to a football game before, he didn't know all the different options.

At that moment, the announcer yelled about a 'Kiss Cam' - and the screen showed a couple with a huge heart around them. It wasn't difficult to figure out what they were supposed to do, though the thought that they'd get a brother and sister pair on camera made the agent smirk.

The first couple on screen didn't notice the camera at first, but as soon as the girl saw it, she roughly grabbed the boy next to her - hopefully her boyfriend or husband - and planted one on him. The camera then moved to an elderly couple, who kissed each other and made a few people in the stands (Holiday included) say "aww".

The camera moved again, though Six was completely unprepared. He immediately tensed at the sight of himself on camera, and then at the realization that he and Holiday were expected to share a kiss on this public screen in front of thousands of people...

He opted to not move, able to see Holiday's reaction on the screen. Anyone could clearly see Rex and Noah laughing their heads off next to her, and Rex was even nudging her in the arm. Her face was red and she was biting her lip - pretty obviously nervous. Or uncomfortable.

The camera shook a little bit, and the words "PEER PRESSURE" appeared above and below the heart-bordered image of the agent and doctor. He bit the inside of his cheek, glancing over at Holiday, who was shielding her eyes from view.

After another moment, which must've not been as long as it felt, Six turned, reached over and lightly cupped the back of Holiday's neck, pulling her towards him for a very quick kiss. Anything to get the camera off of them.

Her response included a squeak and both hands coming up to grasp his shoulders, and after the second he thought the kiss would last, he realized that he couldn't make himself pull away. And Holiday didn't seem to want to, either...

Another few seconds later he overheard Noah say to Rex, "Man, are they still going at it?!" and Rex just laughed even more.

At that, the adults finally separated, glad to see that the camera had not been on them that entire time. In fact, the game had started up again. Holiday's face turned red at that realization, and Six knew his ears were turning pink. That hadn't exactly been the ideal situation for a first kiss...

But, well...he was glad it happened. At least it seemed like no one recognized them. And when he looked back over at Holiday, she was back to enjoying the game, though she did give him a small smile when she noticed him looking her way.

99. Auction
:: Main cast + some extras! Ft Holix

"You can't be serious."

White Knight glared at the person speaking to him, hoping they had suddenly grown a sense of humor and were trying to screw with him.

"Absolutely serious," she responded. "The people need to see Providence in a more charitable light."

"It's raising money for Providence!"

"And by participating, we can encourage more organizations to do just that. Get Rex. Six, too. They're required, other than that just go with whose interested."

White pinched between his eyes. "Six is never going to agree to this."

"Make him. I don't care how you do it."

"…Alright. I'll get it done."

"Good. See you at the auction, then."

White Knight didn't say a word as the purple-haired woman disappeared from his screen. He couldn't stand when she gave him orders, but…she was right. If they participated in these kinds of charity events, maybe they'd get more money. Especially with Rex and Six on board. But how the hell was he going to get Six to participate in a date auction?!

X

"You can't be serious."

White snorted. "Funny, that's exactly what I said."

Six adjusted his sunglasses. "Rex'll do it. He loves this kind of crap."

"I know. But you have to do it, too."

"No."

"It's not a request, Agent. It's an order. From the top." White felt like even more of an ass than usual – he didn't mind sending Six on dangerous, life-threatening missions, but Six did have a sort of reputation he liked to uphold.

Six shook his head in disbelief. "From the-what?! Why?"

"Apparently they're under the impression that you're going to rake in a lot of money." White couldn't help but smirk at that.

Six frowned. "This is because of that stupid Ultimate Exposure segment, isn't it?"

"Probably."

He sighed and rubbed his forehead. "How do these things work? I just have to take some rich woman out on a date?"

"Something like that," White said with a shrug. "The organization running it will give you the details."

"Am I getting anything out of this?" Six said quickly, hoping White would give him a bonus of some sort. Or maybe an intern to do all his paperwork so he could focus on fighting.

White frowned and looked off to both sides before smirking down at Six. "It'll probably make Holiday extremely jealous, how's that work for you?"

Six rolled his eyes and had to fight the urge to smack his forehead with his palm before shutting off the screen. He wasn't going to acknowledge that comment with a response.

X

"A date auction?! Awesome!" Rex jumped onto his bed. "Girls are gonna bid thousands of dollars for a date with me, Six!"

Six rolled his eyes again. This was going to be a hellish nightmare.

"Maybe you could get a good hundred or so…I mean, if the Doc decides to bid anything!" Rex laughed at Six's immediate frown. "I can't believe White got you to do this. What'd he offer you?"

"Nothing. The orders were from higher up than him," Six said, still frowning.

"Whoa! They must've seen how much that news lady was into you. Probably figured ladies would pay a lot for a date." He laughed again. "They'll probably make you be nice and gentlemanly on your date, too!"

With another eye roll, Six turned around and started to leave. "Just make sure you're not late."

X

Holiday tried not to laugh – honestly, she did. She snorted at first and immediately covered her mouth, but then she couldn't stop thinking about it and suddenly burst out into laughter when Six came up to her.

Six just glared at her. "I take it Rex told you?"

She stopped after twenty seconds or so, and continued to cover her mouth. "I'm-I'm so sorry, Six, I just-I'm…you? For a date auction?"

"Yes. I'm being forced. Against my will."

"Well, don't say that to the lucky lady who pays for you. And tell her she looks pretty, not just 'nice,' okay?"

Six felt an unmistakable urge to comment on how well Holiday was taking this. He didn't expect her to get angry, but…well. He expected her to be a little put-off. But of course he wouldn't voice that confusion. "Alright. Any other advice?"

"Hmm…" She put a finger to her chin in thought. "Where are you planning on taking the highest bidder? Restaurant?"

"I…hadn't really given it any thought. I assumed she would choose."

"Well, come up with something nice in case she wants you to pick!" Holiday smirked. She gave him a light pat on the shoulder before starting to turn away.

Six bit his bottom lip for a brief moment before opening his mouth. "So this doesn't bother you at all?"

She turned around and raised an eyebrow. "What? You being auctioned off?"

"…yes," Six said as neutrally as possible.

Holiday smirked again. "I got a date from you for free a few weeks ago, if somebody wants to pay, they can be my guest." She went back on her way out the door.

Six raised an eyebrow at Holiday's confidence. Of course she had to know she was gorgeous, and that he was more interested in her than anyone else, but…alright, maybe White had a point. Six wanted her to be jealous. At least a little jealous. Hopefully she showed up to the auction – maybe someone she knows will be there.

X

Shockingly, or maybe not so shockingly, the auction was already a huge success. First to go out were some soldiers that Six didn't know particularly well, but they were all decent looking men, he supposed, and the women in the crowd (and a few men, he noticed) were bidding a few hundred dollars. That he found surprising – how rich were these people? And the soldier that just went up he was pretty sure was married. Maybe his wife would be the one to bid on him.

Six was forced to go last because of the news show making him – not his words – "extremely yummy and exciting." He hoped to whatever God might be out there that Five through Dos didn't find out about this. Not that he paid much attention to them these days, but still. He didn't…he didn't want to think about it much.

Callan was up next. Six listened from behind the scenes as he called out for more money. Started talking about all the things he was really great at and would take the girls to see. He was enjoying this way too much. Apparently some men enjoy having women want to spend a lot of money for a date with them, but Six just didn't understand the appeal. Though he didn't understand the appeal of paying someone for a date in general – when he was younger he would just go to a bar and find someone for free.

The announcer was starting to say the "going once, going twice," stuff for Callan, so Six went back to paying attention. Callan was sold for $2000. That was…shocking, to say the least. Maybe some girls enjoyed the cowboy type. Was $2000 a lot for these sorts of events? Was someone going to pay even more than that for him? That was…honestly ridiculous. Maybe they were being generous since it was for charity. But still.

Rex went up next. He was excited – probably the most excited Six had ever seen him. Rex was immediately hamming it up for the audience, and the girls were screeching to the point where Six had to cover his ears. The announcer was shouting about all of Rex's great qualities – many of them Six was a bit doubtful of – while Rex blew kisses and winked at everyone he could see.

Six peeked out of the certain to see what kind of women were making all these bets. There were a lot of older women in the crowd who were happily participating and Six didn't know how he felt about that. Alright, no, he felt uncomfortable. Holiday would probably be pissed. Though speaking of, Rex probably didn't mind hanging out with older women now that he thought about it.

They were already at $2000 for Rex, so clearly he was going to beat Callan's amount. Not that it was a contest, he was pretty sure. Maybe it was? Did they mean he was expected to be the winner? Rex was already at $3000 now. Surely no woman would pay more than that for a date with Six. He wasn't exactly friendly company. Or charming. Though according to Diane Farrah, he was extremely handsome. And here he'd been self-conscious about his receding hairline. Apparently no one cared about that!

"Sold for four thousand two hundred dollars!"

Six's eyes widened – holy shit that was a lot of money – and peeked out again to see who'd won Rex. It looked like an older woman - maybe in her late 30s? – she was definitely too old for Rex. But Rex waltzed down the stage steps to meet with her. Six was tempted to say something about the age difference when he distinctly heard the woman in question say she couldn't wait for Rex to meet her daughter.

…alright. That was fine, then.

But still, $4200. That was just ridiculous.

And that thought stayed in Six's head as he heard the announcer start to call for him – she started with a description, and it was completely exaggerated and some of it just untrue, and also...very embarrassing. She called him a charming and very hands-on kind of guy. Holiday would probably be laughing her head off if she was here, so Six assumed she had other things to do.

He wouldn't be here if he didn't have to be, so Six didn't mind. He stepped out when the announcer woman called his name and immediately put his hands in his pockets. No smiling, no posing. He was just going to stand here until this was over.

The announcer started with "Do I have two thousand dollars?" and Six almost let his mouth hang open. She started at five hundred for Rex, and just started at zero for the others. There was no way in Hell that some woman was going to pay-

"Five thousand!"

Six's eyebrows shot up and he looked out to find the woman who'd said that. His eyes landed on not just one woman, but a group of (admittedly) very attractive women who were holding up their cash together.

"Five thousand dollars! Ladies and gentleman this is already our record for the night!" the announcer woman shouted into her microphone excitedly. "Anyone think they can top that?"

Six looked over at her. "They can put their money together?"

She smirked at him. "They can do whatever they want, so long as we get the money. And don't forget to give all of them lots of attention!"

He looked back at the group. There were five women in total. Was he actually being forced to take out all of these women at once? Well, it was better than having to take each of them out on a date, he supposed.

As the announcer continued asking for more bets, since they'd only just started after all, Six scanned the crowd for anyone familiar. He was starting to get bored, not seeing anyone he recognized, until his eyes landed on a particular someone who he thought wasn't going to be there.

Holiday was standing in the back of the room (wearing casual clothes and a pair of sunglasses, incognito maybe?), leaning against the wall and biting her lip – clearly staring at the group of women Six was about to take out. She was obviously, visibly jealous, and Six felt himself smile at that fact.

A couple women in the crowd gasped as he smiled, and Six immediately went back to his usual frown. No need to make anyone think he was smiling over his quintuple date. Not that he should be complaining, there were some very nice possibilities for him as the moment. And it's not like he and Holiday were official…but…

"Going once! Going twice! Aaaand-"

"F-five thousand a-and one!"

Six looked for the source of the voice. And he smirked very obviously when he saw. Holiday was holding up one hand in the back of the room, covering her eyes with her other hand.

He almost felt like laughing. After that little talk she gave him, she still couldn't stand seeing him go out with another woman. And could she even afford that kind of donation?

"We have five thousand and one! Anyone wanna take it up to two?"

The group of women who'd bet previously were scrambling to find more money – they even bothered some of the people sitting around them for anything. Six was glad he wouldn't have to go with them, they seemed too energetic for his liking.

"Five thousand and one! Going once! Going twice!"

Holiday smacked herself in the face with her hand. She was going to regret this so, so much.

"Sold!"

Six was smirking more than he'd ever smirked before. He was never going to let her live this one down. And he made his way towards her in the back of the room, ignoring the comments from the women on either side of him and he took the few steps to be right in front of her.

Holiday didn't look up at him. Six leaned down. "Seems like it bothered you after all."

She pouted. "Well I didn't think it'd be a group of women! A-and all of them are gorgeous, I can tell from up here! It's not like I'm being irrational when-"

He cut her off by reaching down and picking her up bridal-style. "No, Holiday, this was completely irrational and you know it."

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and glared at him. "Y'know what? I'm going to make the most out of this, Agent. You have to do what I say for a night, that's the rules, right?"

"Within reason," he said as they walked out of the room.

"Fine. Within reason," Holiday mimicked. "You're taking me to that Mexican place I've wanted to go to. I don't care if we need reservations, get us in there! And then we're going dancing, and you actually have to dance with me."

Six frowned at her. "Maybe I should go back to those other wome-"

Holiday cut him off with a chaste kiss, moving back to glare at him. "I lost a lot of money today. You better make this night worth it!"

He considered the innuendo hidden behind that statement and chose to shrug – all he was going to think about for the rest of the night was the feeling of her lips on his.

100. Endings
:: Six, Holiday, Rex. Inspired by a fanart called "Cure, Contain...or KILL" by Miyathena1975 on deviantART. I don't think allows links so google it and check it out.

"Six!"

"Stay here."

"What? No, you need-"

"You need to keep track of Rex's vitals! Promise me you'll stay here!"

"…Six-"

"Holiday."

"…be careful."

xx

She hated when he did this. He would treat her like a child – like someone he had to protect instead of a capable woman who could handle herself. Dr. Rebecca Holiday was not someone who wanted to sit on the sidelines! Not for something like this.

Van Kleiss – who was back, after a year of complete silence from him - had sent an army. Not just a battalion or a big group. An army. There were thousands of EVOs marching to Providence headquarters and Rex was working with the soldiers to take them down, but…it was clear Van Kleiss was up to something. He wouldn't send such a huge army without due cause. It was more than just a comeback attack, they could tell.

And it was terrifying! Rex and Six were down there – even White Knight had donned his suit and joined in. Everyone was aware of the potential dangers of Van Kleiss' attack. Of what it could mean. Was he after Rex again? Did he want something?

All she could hear was shouting. This stupid commlink just gave her headaches – anytime Rex landed on his side he'd accidentally turn it on and start screaming into her ear. Six always managed to stay silent – which was just as discomforting.

She didn't really promise him anything, but Holiday was almost too nervous to move. Everyone was running around and screaming and she just wanted to join the fight, but Six was right – she needed to monitor Rex's vitals.

xx

It'd been six hours since the fighting started. She didn't know what to do with herself anymore. So many people were coming in and out of the medbay to collect more soldiers and get them help. Rex had passed out twice already and Holiday's heart was racing every time she waited for him to answer her again. Six was only speaking to her when she specifically asked for him.

…and now it'd been twenty minutes since she last called for Six and he still hadn't responded. Holiday knew if he didn't respond in ten more minutes she was headed to the battlefield and she didn't care how dangerous it was.

"Agent Six? Come in, Six!"

Still no word. Rex called in and asked why she didn't sound so worried about him, but he didn't know where Six was either.

"Six!"

No response. She was already getting her coat. "Rex, don't do anything too reckless, I'm going to look for Six."

"Are you sure that's such a good id-"

"Don't do anything too reckless!"

"…okay, okay! Be careful!"

She was getting tired of everyone telling her to be careful. 34-years-old and people still treat her like this! And not just Six and Rex – multiple soldiers commented on her rushing out of headquarters with a worried expression on her face. They kept bothering her and how could they not realize she had somewhere more important to be?!

She rushed out of the building and took one of Providence's cycles, riding further onto the grounds and through the mess of human and EVO bodies. She knew better than to dwell on it, she just had to keep going.

After about three minutes of driving, Holiday got to a point where she could see some soldiers fighting EVOs in the distance. Either Six was with them, or he was somewhere else, or he could be dead or injured or who knows! Either way, she was on foot from here on.

With her guns out and eyes sharp, Holiday started walking towards the battles. She had to step over some bloody EVO carcasses - which was disgusting and awful and she felt a pang in her heart for the possible family that EVO could've had – and then there was a crunch under her boot.

She lifted it and looked down. It was…a commlink. Whoever it belonged to, it was broken now. But as she looked down, she saw a pair of sunglasses just a few feet away. Her heart stopped as she walked over and picked them up, brushing dirt and dust off of them. Six wasn't dead. His sunglasses just fell off and he was too busy to come get them. It didn't mean he was dead. He would've-…he couldn't have told her, that was probably his commlink.

So stupid! She should've…she should've said something to him before he left. That she loves him or something stupid like that. They were only kind of sort of awkwardly dating still after all this time, but she knew how he felt and he knew how she felt…and she wish she could've said something…and it was just frustrating knowing she had the opportunity and just-

There were footsteps in front of her and Holiday's looked over to see Six's brown shoes stained with blood. She wiped tears off her cheeks before standing up straight and seeing the face of the man she thought might be gone.

He stared down at her and she stared back at him. There was still fighting going on and he was covered in blood and scratches and his jacket was gone and her heart was racing.

"…I told you to stay there."

She closed her eyes and looked down at the sunglasses in her hands. "You weren't answering me."

Six took a step closer to her. "I'm sorry."

Holiday looked up again to see him right in front of her. "I know," she said while she started to bring the sunglasses up and back onto his face. There was something intimate about putting them on for him that made her feel…serene. Not exactly happy, but, she liked that he let her.

With her hands on the sides of his face, Six dropped his swords and squeezed her waist, pulling her in for a kiss. He didn't care if anyone saw, he was tired and aching and scared and he was so happy to see her. And she kissed him back passionately – wrapping her arms around the back of his neck and moving her lips against his like she thought she'd never see him again.

When they finally parted, Six didn't want to let go of her.

"…I love you."

Holiday's eyes widened and she just…stared at him. A part of her wanted to blurt "you do?!" but she held it in, thank God, because that would be the worst possible reaction.

Six stared down at her expectantly. He didn't expect this to be some movie moment where she says "I love you, too" and then they kiss until the sun sets, but…he kind of expected a response right away.

Holiday bit her lip and finally, after way too long of not responding, leaned up and kissed him again. "I love you, too, Six…I love you so much."

They wanted to stay and enjoy each other's company for as long as they could, but Six knew he'd have to return to the fight. As he started to go, Holiday grabbed his hand.

"I'm coming with."

"Holiday, you can't-"

"Yes, I can. I'm coming with you," she said confidently.

Six just smiled at her. He knew she could handle herself, but he was always worrying about her. "…fine. Just don't slow me down."

She kissed him again. "I couldn't if I tried."