Six shifted Rex in his arms and brushed some of his hair out of his own face. He reached for his communicator only to find that it wasn't there. He scanned the crowd of Providence soldiers for one man. His eyes caught blond hair and he almost sighed in relief. When Six got to him, he was shouting orders to the others as they struggled to load the now sedated EVO onto a ship. Six couldn't help but notice how much smaller he was. Six hated being small.
"Captain," Six called to the man who barely glanced at him.
"Get out of here, kid. Providence business," he muttered, preoccupied with organizing the troops.
"Captain," Six repeated. The man merely waved him off. Six's fists clenched in anger.
"Captain Callen!" He shouted. Finally the captain looked at him. He stood there for a moment just staring, trying to make sense of what was in front of him,
"Six?" That time Six did sigh in relief.
"Yes, and Rex," he said raising the sleeping toddler so Callen could see him. He laughed loudly.
"You're both so little," he said, reaching out and ruffling Six's hair. Six pulled away.
"What do you think you're doing?" Six asked annoyed.
"Forgot who you were for a minute," he replied, pulling his hand away. He was still laughing. Six huffed softly and turned around walking off towards his jet.
"I was only checking in. We're going back to Providence now," he had only gotten a few steps before someone grabbed the back of his shirt, pulling him back and lifting him off the ground
"And how are you going to get there?" Callen asked.
"Put me down!" Six demanded. "I can fly myself!" Callen continued to laugh.
"Can you even reach the pedals?" he asked. After all, Six was at least half a foot shorter then Rex normally was. "I'll fly you back," he said putting Six down and gently pushing him in the direction of the jet.
Six begrudgingly sat in the co-pilot seat, arranging Rex in his lap and watching the captain, who was sitting in his seat, preparing to fly his jet. Six slouched in his seat. He had been a teenager for five minutes and he already hated it.
Callen brought his finger to his ear
"Dr. Holiday… Yeah, I got 'em… the effects of the spray?... Oh yeah, you're not gonna believe it."
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Callen's hand was firm on Six's shoulder, as if he was trying to keep Six from running.
"Careful, he's pretty moody," he told Dr. Holiday as Six swatted his hand off his shoulder.
"I'm not moody, I just don't like being treated like a little kid," Six huffed. Holiday just smiled and took Rex from him.
"I'll order you two some clothes that fit while I'm doing the scans," she said, grabbing Six's wrist and dragging him farther into the lab.
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