Author's note: When the POV changes, since it can be confusing at times, I added a " ... " for convenience.
Bolts and Flames
Engie was always a good friend of the RED's pyro, being on the same team and all. He couldn't count how many times Pyro had saved him from an enemy spy, looking for an easy kill. Even though Pyro could talk, no one could perfectly understand him through his mask. The man was a mystery all right, if he even was a man.
The day the battle raged on as usual, and Pyro was defending their intel. No idea why, no one was anywhere near them. I continued banging on my dispenser and turret, upgrading them to level 3 just in case.
Pyro walked up behind me and was just standing there, slightly menacingly. Swiftly, he got out his fire-axe ready to strike. I realized that it was in fact the BLU spy!
Suddenly Pyro came running to where we were just as the spy took out my sentry with his sapper and swung his butterfly blade at me.
...
I took out my flame thrower and burnt the spy to a crisp. I scanned the battlefield for the medic but I couldn't see him, and Engie was lying there unconscious! Confused, I looked around for the nearest med-kit to patch him up with and found one a few meters away. I grabbed it and rushed back to help him. Cease-fire was soon and I figured my team-mates had everything under control. I removed my mask and gloves so I could work better and started taking off the top of his overalls and wow, was he fit!
A wave of nausea and pain washed over me and I blinked. I saw a mysterious man tending to my wounds... It wasn't the medic though. A second wave came and everything went back to darkness.
Engie's eye flickered and that's how I noticed how peaceful he looked. I was going to wake him but it was probably better he slept. Once he was patched up I put my mask and gloves on and carried him bridal-style to our base to wait for the medic.
...
Yawning, I opened my eyes. Bright morning sunlight blinded me and I blinked. I was in the medic bay, lying on one of the beds. Medic was writing something in his journal and Pyro was on the floor, probably sleeping. I couldn't tell because of his mask.
"Ah. You are avake." said Medic, "Your vound vill heal, you lost alot of blood though. It was a back-stabbing spy, ya?"
"Uh, I think so." I replied, still sleepy.
"Pyro brought you in here yesterday. He is quite a good medic! I hardly had to do anything!"
"So... I'm not dead?"
"Of course not!"
Then, the angel I saw was... Pyro? Did he really risk his life for mine?
Pyro was snoring. It sounded funny through his mask, but it was soothing. More than the creepy Medic though, who seemed to be talking to a decapitated head. I think I have an overdose on sleeping pills or something. Pyro stirred, and got up off the floor. He said something muffled, but I think it was ' Good morning' and then a 'Are you feeling better?' I nodded and said 'Good morning' back. He walked out in a funny way, probably from sleeping against the cold wall of the medic bay.