Leo wasn't quite sure when he started noticing how Doc looked. How he moved, and swayed in battle. The look of intense concentration in Medics eyes. His precise words used to encourage comrades and enrage enemies. The Doctor was a very complex yet, simple human being. Leo was glad to stand by him as his teammate and his friend. Yet, there has been something stirring inside Leo ever since he started seeing the Doctor more and more.

Leo was a bit more, classy, if he didn't say so himself. The newest B.L.U Scout. The last one was terminated for unnecessary destruction of property, profanity of many degrees and other such things a Scout would be fired for. Leo's new life has been wonderful. Bashing heads in, running as fast as the wind could carry him, and getting paid for it all. The battles are intense and bloody. Just how he likes 'em. Not sure what B.L.U was fighting for, but he could care less. As long as he was doing the things he liked. Scouts have destructive and outgoing personalities. Learning about his teammates took no time at all. Most had boring, stale stories and reasons to be here. Some none at all. Some you couldn't even understand.

The fights were interesting. Scouts always ended up with scratches or cuts. Then there were battles when some asswipe wanted an all-out brawl. Basically, they got fucked up. A lot.

Leo visited the infirmary every day after battles. Usually it was for a beat-up body, sometimes just for a bandage or two. Check-ups were once every week, maybe even twice. The more he got injured, the more Leo would visit the infirmary. Medic and Leo started becoming closer. Or Medic just started keeping a sharp eye out for the team's runner.

"I can't believe I'm having this kind of trouble again…" Rubbing his eyes Leo rolled out of bed. Quite ungracefully, I may add. Lying on the cold floor of his room, Leo got up and left the room. "This sleeplessness has got to end. I have battles to win and heads to bash inside out!" whispering to himself with a proud smirk and light snort. Quietly striding down the hallways, the Scout saw the light was still on in the Infirmary. Opening the door he saw the Medic huddled close to his desk.

"Ey' Doc! Whaddya doing up so late again for?"

A visible shudder and slight jump could be seen from the Medic across the room.

"Ach! Scout. You scared me. Vhat do you vant? It is qvite late you know."

"I was just asking ya the same thing." Leo strode in, shutting the door quietly behind him. Taking a seat near the Doctor.

"Vell, I am in zhe middle of doing paperverk and some research. It's somesing I must do every vunce in a vhile." Medic shuffled paperwork while working, pushing up his circular glasses every few minutes. He looked very tired, dark circles around his eyes and coffee lingering on each heaving breath.

"How long you been at this? I didn't get patched up after today's fight." Head rested on his arms atop the table. Leo let out a long sigh, not really sure why he did though.

The Medic stopped for a moment and took a breath. The older man pushed up his glasses, pivoting his chair to face Leo.

"Is zis vhat you are bosering me about? I have been qvite busy today. I'm sorry vat you ver not attended to like everybody else." The Medic had a very irritated air about him and his eyes, like ice. Leo brought his head up a bit, surprisingly hurt by Medics words. Medic turned back to his paperwork and shuffled it around a bit more.

Leo's eyes turned downward and his voice lowered to a soft tone. "I didn't know I was botherin' ya Doc. I didn't get many wounds in battle today, so I didn't even check to see if you were here. I usually get in last to see you anyway… I just wandered in 'cuz I'm having trouble sleeping... And I'm a little worried."

Medic heaved a deep sigh. Looked at Leo, and spoke with a softer, almost monotonous voice. "I'm sorry Herr Scout. I didn't mean to snap at you like zat." Medic placed his glasses on the desk, rubbing his temples. "I've been too stressed to sink straight lately. And my sleep pattern has been awful!" Leo's face curled into a confused, empathetic expression.

"Maybe if ya didn't do paperwork all the time?" He offered.

Medic laughed dryly. "I vould be conducting experiments and researching right now if it vas up to me!"

Leo raised an eyebrow. "Isn't it though?"

The Doctor removed his rugged jacket, and rolled his shoulders attempting to loosen the muscles. Turning to the Scout once more. "Anyvay, vhat are you so vorried about that you had to come see me?"

Leo straightened up, pointing at Medic. "Look, I didn't have to come see you." Mimicking the Doctor in a sing-song voice. He leaned back in the chair. "I was wanderin' the halls and I saw the Infirmary light was on again."

Medic raised his eyebrow this time. "Vhat do you mean, again?" He grinned taking a sip of lukewarm coffee. "Are you keeping an eye on me dear Scout?"

Leo cleared his throat, light pink inhabiting his cheeks. "No." He looked at the paperwork. "Maybe." He looked at Medic. "I was worried about you not getting the sleep you needed."

Another raised eyebrow. "Vurried about me?" Medic gestured to himself. "You need not worry, Herr Scout. I have done zis for years. A couple nights visout sleep are barely a challenge." He remarked with a small grin.

Leo sighed with relief. "I'm glad to hear that Doc." A smile appeared on the young Scouts face.

"So you're having trouble sleeping correct?"

A pause. Leo gulped and looked at the Doctor. "I didn't say anything about that…"

The Medic laughed. "So I am wrong?"

"No, no, I am having a lot of trouble sleepin'." He paused. "How did ya know?" The Scout asked with curiosity.

Another throaty laugh. "How else vould you see me verking at all hours of zhe night?"

Leo laughed nervously. "Ahahaha, yeah…I suppose that is how."

Medic took a clipboard from the desk. "So, are you having trouble vis falling asleep or staying asleep?"

Leo cleared his throat. "Both. It's been going on for like, two weeks!"

"Hmmm, do you have any sore muscles? Bones perhaps? You do run a lot." He rubs his head quizzically.

"Nah. Nothin' like that." Leo shook his head. "I stretch and do strengthening exercises daily. You know that."

Medic placed his hand on Leo's shoulder, looking him in the eyes.

"…sexual frustration?"

Dark red filled his pale cheeks and ears. "NO." Leo replied bluntly with wide eyes, pushing the hand far away.

Medic crossed his arms. "Zen is zere something corrupting the correct psychological processes causing your mind to travel at 300mph in every which direction?"

"My wha…"

"Is zhere somesing on your mind that is causing your insomnia?" He simplified, rubbing his eyes.

The Scout thought for a moment. He closed his eyes trying to conjure up recent thoughts. "Um…maybe. I'm not so sure."

Then he realized with a small gasp.

Medic. Leo's head has been filled with him. Thousands of questions without answers. That's why he can't sleep. But he could never tell the Doc. Could he? … No. Not risking it.

Medic looked at Scout with gleaming eyes, noticing the Scouts revelation.

"Have you discovered vhat it is?"

"Yeah."

"Vanna tell me?"

Scout crossed him arms. "Nope."

Medic blinked a few times. "No? Vhat do you mean, no? I sought I vas helping you."

"And ya did. I just can't tell ya Doc."

"Vell, are you cured?"

He sighed and rubbed his aching eyes. "Hell no, I'll never get sleep now."

Medic raised an eyebrow and clasped his hands together. "So are you going to tell me vhat it is zat is bosering you?"

Leo avoided Medics gaze at all costs, peering around the Infirmary. "Look, Doc. I can't tell you 'cuz I don't know what it is botherin' me and why."

A long a heavy sigh escaped the Medic, directing Leo's attention back to him. "Alright zen. I von't press you about it. I'll just give you some medication to help you sleep."

Leo's ears twitched. "Meds?"

"Vell, yes."

"As long as I don't turn into a freakin' addict, Doc."

"I assure you, zees are not addictive."

"So how do I take em'? Just with water?"

Medic proceeded to nod. "Precisely. Vis vater, tvice a day. Vunce in zhe morning, vunce before bed."

"Alright, so that's it? It'll help me sleep right?"

"Yes, and you should know. Zhese contain mostly Tryptophan und THC."

"…Are you serious?"

"Don't get any funny ideas, Herr Scout. Strictly to help you sleep only."

"Sweet deal, Doc."

"You vill feel zhe effects of zhe THC of course, vich verks vith zee Tryptophan to calm the mind and produce sleep cells…."

"Cool, cool…can I have 'em now?" Leo replied with much vigor.

He handed the bottle over to Leo. "Anozer sing. Zee only side effect I have observed of ozer patients is…" He cleared his throat. "...sexual arousal."

Leo gulped as dark red blush covered his cheeks and ears.

"So, I'm gonna get horny?"

Medic sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Ach. Yes. Zough zhere is only a 35% chance of it. Zhese meds are really only to help with insomnia." He turned to his desk and straightened his papers, sliding the unfinished work in his desk. "Now, I am going to bed. I deserve rest." He patted the young Scout on the back and pushed Leo out the door.

"Vell, you're good correct? Goodnight, Herr Scout."

Leo turned around to thank the kind Doctor but was met with the cold steel of the Infimary door. Footsteps could be heard on the other side, then a closing door.

Leo let out a sigh. "Night, Doc."

He opened the small bottle and popped a pill into his mouth. Water wasn't really necessary. He strode to his room, feeling a bit weighed down. The effects were taking toll.