Okay so I know there has been a lot of focus on Emma and Shaw or Riptide and Azazel but I think that Emma and Riptide would make a cute couple. Reviews welcome and I'm sorry if this story sucks, it's my first attempt at a fan fiction.
Tomorrow me and Sebastian were planning to go to Russia. I could hardly sleep and you would think by now I would be used to all these plans but it felt different.
Lying in bed just did not help at all.
I walked to the centre of the submarine to where the 'living room' was and seen Riptide sitting there reading while nursing a glass of whisky it seemed. He heard me shut the door behind me and looked at me and smiled.
"Hey," I said sitting next to him. He looked a bit annoyed as he put his book down.
"Can't sleep?" He asked, pouring me a glass.
"Not really," I sighed, "I don't know why, I mean me and Shaw have done things like this all the time so why am I so nervous now?"
He just shrugged his shoulders and sat back. I copied what he did but put my bare feet up on the semi-circled cream sofa and simply drank my whisky. Riptide put his arm over my shoulder and moved me closer to his chest. He just held me there for what seemed like ten minutes.
"You'll be fine," he whispered, "you always are."
I closed my eyes and eventually fell asleep.
I woke up on the semi-circled sofa on my own. Riptide had probably gone to bed soon after I fell asleep. I got up off the sofa and went to make some coffee, Shaw was there and he looked kind of pissed off. He was wearing his usually black suit with a white shirt underneath, accompanied with his burgundy cravat that I had bought for him a while back. His blue eyes were staring at me with a look of shame.
"Want one?" I asked, not even looking at him.
"Why don't you ask Riptide if he wants one?" He stared at me with his blue, judgemental eyes.
Azazel flashed in and took a cup and wished us both good luck with Russia and then left without saying anything.
"Oh, I knew I had something to tell you," Sebastian smiled, "I'm not going to Russia."
"So when are we going?" I asked sounding and feeling confused.
"You're going tonight; I've got other things to deal with."
"What other things?" I was so angry at him, I felt, abandoned.
"Well, for one Janos." Sebastian smirked.
Why did he have to deal with Riptide, and why did he call him by his real name?
I stormed out of the living room and into Riptides. He was snoring softly, I could see his bare chest inhale and exhale, and I didn't want to disturb him.
"Get up!" I shouted while shaking his arm.
His eyes opened and looked confused at the sight of me being there, standing in front of him. He sat up and moved slightly towards the wall making just enough room for me.
"What's up?" he said, still sounding quite tired.
"Shaw," I said sitting on the side of his bed.
He didn't push me off which is a good thing. Usually when I get upset I go into Sebastian's room. It's not a rude as it sounds, well, sometimes we have sex and sometimes we don't and sometimes he cannot be bothered me and literally pushes me off the bed.
Riptide didn't ask any questions, he just pulled me closer to his chest while pulling the covers over my body. He knew exactly what to do. I couldn't be bothered trying to explain everything that had happened with me and Sebastian, mostly because I didn't understand it myself.
