A sapper, a butterfly knife, a disguise kit, and an invisibility cloak were all he needed to sneak into the base. He dusted his suit and pulled harder on his balaclava to make sure it was on tight. He lit a brown cigarette and walked out of the resupply room, the one closest to the sniper dock. He usually charged in after once his teammates attacked and he was ready. Just before jumping down, he put on a mask and a cloud of smoke surrounded him, and he became the Red Soldier. He also turned on his invisibility cloak then jumped off the balcony, hopping into the lake and swam into the Red's sewer. He only had about 8-10 seconds of invisibility, but at least he was disguised as someone on the opposing team.

Once his cloak wore off, he quietly went up the stairs and looked around, checking for his teammates and the Reds. Once all was clear, he ran to the stairs that led to two different ways to the Intelligence Room. A Red Heavy passed by him and asked him to look out and to protect the Intel. The "soldier" nodded and ran to the square spiral ramp, very close to the intelligence. He continued to the intelligence room, and there it was… in front of him. It was all his and he could take it right there, right now. Just when he was about to grab it, he felt something nudge against the back of his head.

"Look what we have here… a yellow bellied gutless coward," the Red Engineer sneered. He gave an evil chuckle and the Spy removed his Soldier mask, a cloud of smoke revealing his true identity.

"You know very well not to mess with me, monsieur," the Blu Spy, whose name is Louvel, replied to the Texan.

"That may be true, but I know very well that our Soldier wouldn't want to sit in the Intelligence Room all day to watch the case. He has always rejected to protect it, being a war guy and all… who hates your team's guts," the Red Engineer explained.

"I should have known better…" Louvel's voice trailed off, "but you should have known me as well." The Blu Spy grabbed the Engineer's arm and twisted it; the Engineer's back facing him. Louvel took the pistol and put it in his suit jacket, then kicked the Texan off to one side. He looked back at the intelligence case and knew that it was a risky job for him. He wouldn't be able to turn invisible once he ran back to the base with it. Making his final decision, he snatched it and began running for dear life, taking out his revolver. He went up the spiral square ramp that he entered and ran to the Red's Sniper dock, and hopped down. Instead of jumping into the lake, he thought it would be simple enough to cross the bridge. However, he was wrong. A shower of bullets flew by and he turned around, facing the Red Heavy. He shot a few bullets from his revolver at the Russian but was too slow. He now had a few bullets on his chest, on his side (which was close to his kidney) and his leg and arm. He fell to the ground, dropping the case.

"Aw merde," Louvel mumbled in pain as he held his bleeding arm, then his side. It looked like the Red Heavy set up a trap for him and he stopped shooting, grinning widely. The Blu Spy searched for his team's Scout and spotted the boy behind him. "Get ze case, now!" he shouted at Bostonian.

"I'm goin'! I'm goin'!" the Scout grabbed the case that was beside the Spy and began running back, but shortly stopped.

"Hey! What about you?! I can't leave ya here!" the speedy boy persisted. Louvel grabbed him by the collar and pushed him.

"Are you defying my orders?! Go! We need that intelligence! Don't mind me! I'll be right behind you."

The Scout just nodded and rushed back to the Blu Fort. Louvel slowly got up but stumbled onto the bridge once more. He couldn't move. A huge amount of pain shot up his leg and he fell onto the bridge, holding onto his bleeding side and leg. As much as he hated doing this, he called out, "GENTLEMEN, SOME ASSISTANCE, PLEASE!"

He began dragging himself by one hand and one leg back to the base, but he heard stomping behind him. He looked back and saw the Red Heavy walking slowly towards him, the minigun barrel turning slowly.

"It is time for itty bitty man to die! HA HA HA!" the bald Russian exclaimed. Just when he was about to shoot the poor Spy, the Blu Medic stepped up to protect him.

"Scweinhund… zhat's anozer patient I have to deal with…" the Medic groaned in irritation.

The Spy looked up to his comrade and mumbled, "Gunther…" and fainted. He lost too much blood, and that was a bad thing. Hearing his name, the Medic looked at Louvel and cursed in German. If he didn't finish off the Heavy in front of him soon, his ally was going to die by the loss of blood.

"Come on tiny man! I am bullet proof!" the Red Russian shouted with glee. Gunther just raised an eyebrow and pulled out his syringe gun, aiming it at him.

"Vhy is it zhat all Heavy Weapons Men are very annoying?" the German asked in annoyance. He shot many syringes at the Heavy fore he wasn't fast enough (and thin) to dodge any of them. They were all over his body and the Russian flopped to the ground, paralyzed. The Red Heavy softly shouted for Medic, and Gunther decided to leave him there. He looked at Louvel's unconscious body and slung it over his shoulder, rushing back to one of the resupply rooms.

He settled the Spy's body onto the ground once he entered and immediately looked for his instruments in the medicine cabinet. He had to take out the bullets out, or his comrade wouldn't survive. Gunther quickly unbuttoned and removed the Spy's blazer and shirt, tossing it to once side. Just as he was about to remove the first bullet on Louvel's chest, his tie was pulled down, just inches away from his angry face.

"I wasn't expecting you to save my life, idiot…" the French man growled.

"Shut up and lay down, dummkopf. You said you needed some assistance, so I came to your rescue. You should be grateful zat I vas zhere ze moment you cried for help," the German spat back.

"You hate me. You've always hated me and you even t-told me you would leave me to die on the battlefield. Why didn't you?" Louvel asked, wheezing. There was an awkward silence and the doctor looked at the Spy, with a cloth at hand.

"You are a comrade of mine, so I must help everyone on zhis team," he finally said, placing the cloth with chloroform on Louvel's face. The French man's eyes slowly closed, and Gunther immediately began his work. He had no time to waste; fore he was a medic, and he had to tend everyone… especially the Spy. He had a soft spot for him, and he was very important to the team in the war they were in. The German looked at the Spy's face and brushed a finger at the side of his cheek.

Wait.

What was he doing? He pulled back his hand and shook his head. What was that? What was he going to do? He pushed those thoughts away and finally concentrated on removing the bullets out of Louvel and bandaged him up after. Gunther carried the Spy to his lab and settled him on a hospital and left him there. The great, stealthy European agent was badly injured to move and the Medic exit his lab. However, just when he did, everyone in his base was cheering and giving hugs. The Blu Heavy, Aleks, rushed up to him and gave a great bear hug.

"WE DID IT, DOKTOR! WE DID IT!" Aleks shouted loud, leaving an echo in Gunther's ear.

"We did… vhat?" he questioned stupidly.

"We got the intelligence! WOOHOO!" the Blu Scout, Duncan, jumped up and punched his fists in the air.

The Engineer, Maxwell, the Soldier, Frank, and the Pyro, Flame, danced in victory. The Demoman and the Sniper, Clyde and Heath, gave loud cries of success and danced as well. Gunther was put back down by their Heavy and smiled at his teammates. But then, he looked back at his lab and stared. If only Louvel could experience their happiness they had right now.

Author's Note:

This is the very craptastic first chapter. This is going to be a slash fanfic, so if you don't like this pairing or you don't like gay at all, I suggest you lay your... computers down and walk away.

Just in case you got confused, it will be focused on Louvel, the Spy, and Gunther, the Medic. Yes, they're both on team Blue and it will be mostly based on mine and my friend's rps. The second chapter will be posted very soon. I hope this story (and pairing) will grow onto you.

Other characters that will appear in the story:

Duncan-Scout, Frank-Soldier, Flame-Pyro, Maxwell-Engineer, Aleks-Heavy, Clyde-Demoman, and Heath-Sniper.

And TF2 doesn't belong to me. Belongs to Valve. : P

Dedicated to Xalogel and Vetex. C: