"Zo, zis is Zasha?" Medic asked.

He reached out to touch the large gun but his hand was slapped by Heavy's.

"Da, but don't touch her," he warned.

Medic stuck his nose in the air and turned on his heel, going off to inspect more guns, obviously pissed off at his boyfriend for that action. Heavy sighed.

"Medic, I'm sorry!" He said, going after the younger doctor.

Medic didn't say anything and walked over to the wall that had all kinds of guns all over it. He eyed all of them and, just as he thought, they were all enormous to the point where there was no absolute way that Medic could ever even lift them without hurting his back.

"Do zey ave names?" Medic asked.

"Da," Heavy replied, walking up next to Medic and placing an arm around his shoulders.

"Care to introduce me?" Medic asked.

"Very well. That's Natalie, Cleo, Hanna, Amanda, Marissa, Adrianne, Tamara, Mariah, Mercedes, Alycia…" Heavy pointed to each gun in turn and Medic followed with his eyes.

During the introduction, something caught Medic's eye. The drawer next to the bed that Heavy had was open a crack. Through that crack Medic saw another gun.

"Was ist das?" Medic asked.

"Huh?" Heavy asked.

"Vhat is zat?" Medic repeated, pointing to the drawer.

"Ah," Heavy said.

He walked over and opened the drawer. He pulled out the small gun and held it lovingly in his gigantic hand.

"This is special. I don't use this gun in combat. Gun is weak, but, I love it most," Heavy said.

"Really? Und vhat makes it so special?" Medic asked.

"The person it reminded me of," Heavy replied.

He sat down on his bed and patted the spot next to him. Medic walked over and sat down, shifting a little bit so he didn't ruin his new lab coat.

"So, what's her name?" He asked.

"Medic," Heavy replied.

A flush spread over Medic's cheeks. He turned to look at Heavy. Heavy was just smiling at him. Medic turned his face away and stared at the ground, obviously still blushing. Heavy leaned over and placed a small kiss on Medic's cheek, making it grow a deeper red.

"Stop being sweet on my, meine Liebe," Medic said and leaned on Heavy's shoulder.

"I don't have to," Heavy promptly replied, this time, kissing Medic on the lips.

The two stayed like that for what felt like ages to them and wasn't enough. But, they had a big raid the next day so the two were content with just sitting in each others arms, wrapped in each others warmth, waiting for the dawn to come and for it to bring the next challenge that RED decided to dish out.