So this is my first fanfic! I've been a fan of COD ever since it came out. I'm also a super big supporter of Maltara3 I've had this idea for a super long time but it was only recently that I wrote it down. It's actually taken me a couple days to build up the confidence to upload this...I appreciate any criticism, just please do it nicely :) I hope you enjoy and there's plenty more to come! Sorry for any typos and/or grammatical errors :)
You are now Natara Williams.
"Are you sure you don't want a ride home?" Mal asked as he walked you out of the precinct. Your work day had just ended and now you were both preparing to go home.
"It's really okay, Mal. Oscar said he'd be by in about twenty minutes. I really don't mind waiting outside," you say, walking past Mal who has opened the door for you. You smile up at him.
"Call him. Tell him you're going out with some coworkers. Tell him you'll be back later tonight." Mal closed the door to the station behind you. He walks you to the curb where he stops you. He raises his eyebrows.
"I don't know, Mal," you say. "I'm not sure if Oscar would like that very much…"
Mal takes your hand. The act startles you at first, but you don't move away. Something about it…just seemed natural.
"What he doesn't know won't hurt him. Come on. Just one drink at the Drink Tank."
You sigh and look into Mal's blue eyes. He stares at you, pleading for you to come along. Finally, you agree.
"Okay. But only one drink."
You pull out your phone to call Oscar, who wasn't pleased with you.
"Seriously Natara? I'm already on my way."
You roll your eyes. "Oscar, I'm sorry. They all asked me to go out. I felt bad rejecting them again. You made me cancel last time. Why can't I just have a night with my friends?"
You hear Oscar sigh on the other line. "Fine. Then I'll be going out with some of my friends too. Have Blaise or Fallon bring you home. Don't wait up for me. Bye." Oscar hangs up.
"Love you too, sweetie," you say sarcastically before putting your cell phone away. You sigh as you make your way over to Mal's car.
"Bad conversation?" he asks, opening the passenger door for you.
"Yeah, but I don't want to talk about it. Oscar's just being himself."
Mal nods before heading to the driver's side. He sits in the car and starts the engine. You both drive to the Drink Tank where you see several other couples have already beaten you there. You struggle to find a booth, but soon find an empty table and sit down. You order a couple beers and before you know it, you are having a great time with Mal, Oscar completely blown from your mind.
"You're kidding! You can't be serious!" you exclaim.
"No, it's the truth!" Mal says, as he sips his third beer. "I walk into the lab and I see Kai dancing on the table wearing nothing but a coconut bra and a grass skirt! It was mentally scarring!"
You giggle as you finish off your second drink.
"Would you like another one, milady?" Mal asks, managing to bow while sitting down.
"I really shouldn't…but why the hell not?" you say.
Mal nods and gets up to order you another beer. He returns and set the drink in front of you.
Another hour passes and it's quite dark outside. You know you should be getting home, but neither of you are in a state to drive, or walk for that matter.
"Are you sure you don't wanna stay the night at my place? It is right over there, a couple blocks away…" Mal asks, while practically dragging you out of the bar.
"No, no," you mumble, "I'll take the bus home. Wouldn't want the old man getting worried, now would we?"
Mal chuckles. "No of course not." He sobers up for a second. "You know, I had a really good time with you tonight."
"Yeah, me too, Mal. I missed just goofing around with you," you reply.
"Yeah…" he says. There is an awkward silence as you two stand close together on the sidewalk.
"Well, I should be going," you say as you give Mal a quick hug before stumbling to the bus stop.
"Bye, Nat," Mal says. He walks in the other direction, planning on picking up his car in the morning, when he was capable to.
You wait a couple minutes and then the bus arrives. You take a quick glance at Mal, about a quarter of a mile down the street before you climb on. You pay the fare and take a seat in the back. You close your eyes, knowing you would have a killer headache tomorrow.
But all that matters is that you had fun tonight, which is all you could've asked for.
You are now Mal Fallon.
You open your eyes to your alarm. You have a small headache, but other than that, you're okay. You look at the clock. It's almost ten AM.
Your thoughts drift to last night, when you hung out with Natara. You smile to yourself. You always loved every second you spent with her. You know Oscar doesn't deserve someone as great as her. It angers you just thinking about it.
You grab your phone off the side table next to your bed and notice there are ten missed calls from various people, including Kai, Captain Anders, and Blaise.
You decide to call Blaise back. The phone rings a few times before she answers.
"Oh thank God, you finally woke up."
You're confused as to why she sounds so concerned.
"Hey. What's wrong?"
"There was an accident last night Mal."
Your mind immediately goes to Natara. "What happened?"
"Well," you hear you sigh. She doesn't want to be the one to tell you.
"Spit it out, Corso," you say, becoming a little impatient.
She sighs one more time before continuing her story.
"It's Natara. She's…she was in a bus accident. And now she's lying unconscious in a hospital bed, Mal."
Your world crumbles around you. You should've gone with her. You should've made her stay with you. You should have done something. But you left her. It's your fault she's hurt.
"Mal? Are you okay?" you hear Blaise ask on the phone.
"I'll be right there." You hang up the phone and get dressed.
And you hope the woman you love is okay.