Chapter two: the same room?

Ocelot turned his head back towards the front window when the other didn`t say anything. Snake kept his head bowed, trying to clear away all the buzzing he felt, out of the corner of his eye, he could see Eva`s unmoving body. What has just happened? He asked himself. He had successfully defeated the Boss and the Cobras, completed his mission and now he was headed back to USA when Ocelot had showed up in their jet. He had a heated CQC with him and killed Eva. Now he was claiming that it was his mission.

Snake couldn`t move, not because of the pain and grief, but because of the disbelief that had enveloped his body. He had always been under the impression that Ocelot was one of the USSR soldiers. What if he was lying? What if it was not his mission to kill Eva? What if he would kill Snake too? He himself was vulnerable right now with a broken wrist and a shaken body. He could hardly defend himself.

But then the facts bombarded him, why would Ocelot kill him when he had saved his life two times in a row? If he had wanted him dead, he could have let him fall the very first time. He looked up through the front window and saw clouds pass by as the aircraft steadily moved through them. A soft wind was coming in from the open door beside him.

Ocelot had his legs stretched and placed on the control panel in front of the pilot`s seat, his head was leaned back on his seat, eyes unblinking as he stared at the clouds, lost in thought.

Snake`s head started buzzing again as he took in the sight of the Spetsnaz major, making a light headache appear in the back of his skull. He bowed his head in his knees which were hugged close to his chest. He still hadn`t acknowledged the fact that his sleeve was attached to the metal surface of the door frame. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply. As his muscles started to relax, Snake felt the pains renew, the ones he had been ignoring the whole week. The battles with the Cobras and the fight with the boss had left him completely exhausted. Thinking about the boss made a lump form in his throat him more than his own mother. The Boss. He tapped the bandana on his head with his right hand and again felt jolts of pain leap across his whole arm. He could still feel a deep gash on the back of his left shoulder, it had been dressed by Eva but Snake wondered if the bleeding had begun again because the pain was steadily gaining focus and his shirt felt wet and sticky.

The steady movement of the metal beneath his feet stopped and he was pulled back out of his nap. Snake moved his hand t rub his eyes but it was agonizingly painful, then he remembered where he was and why his hand hurt. He relaxed it and tried to use the other one, only to find it unmovable since it was nailed to the door frame, he got exasperated. With every inch of his body aching and the burning pain in his wrist made him feel more alive, more breakable. He turned his head to look out the door when he felt rustle on the ground where the jet had landed. Men in uniforms scurried here and there, bringing up electronic stairs to connect to the door of the jet. Two soldiers climbed up and surveyed the internal surroundings. They both saluted the two inside who were also uniformed, although the one stretching near the pilot`s seat was wearing a Russian one.

Ocelot gave an apathetic look to the two men and walked pass them swiftly, without even glancing at Snake as he walked through the door.

One of the two soldiers walked up to Eva and tried to take her pulse. "dead." Snake said, his voice seemed reluctant to believe his own statement. The other soldier stuck his head out of the open door and shouted in a commanding voice, "give me reinforcements, corpse here!"

After a few moments five uniformed men marched in, carrying a stature. They glanced at Snake and saluted uniformly. One of them came up to him and bent down to free his sleeve while the others went towards the front to help load Eva`s body on the stature.

He tried to pull out the Sharp object but it didn`t budge. He tried again but no avail so he asked Snake`s permission and cut off his sleeve all along. Snake got up with a slight wince and descended the stairs.

The sun up above shone brightly so he covered his eyes with his hand, taking extra care that it was the left one, the right hand was pressed cautiously to his side. He looked around at the huge aviation base with the military office at the right side of the runway. He could see Ocelot`s body making its way through the runway to the main office so he started to walk in that direction too. Striding through the hard concrete pavement, Snake was reminded of the last time he had been here, jogging to catch up with the air craft, due to the emergency mission he had been assigned. He shook his head to clear away his mind. Nearby he could hear a helicopter landing, his clothes and hair whipped across his body because of the strong wind.

He entered through the glass doors of the building, the inside was comparatively silent. He blinked and tried to adjust his vision. The hall seemed too dark because he had directly stepped in from the sunlight. As his eyes began to adjust, he heard footsteps approaching, followed by a firm voice as a muscular general came into view, "John! Major Adamska!"

For the first time Snake realized that somebody else other than the general was also there. Before he could look beside him, he caught Ocelot`s voice, "reporting for duty."

Snake caught him giving a salute to the general and did the same but a light sound escaped through his lips as his fingers came in contact with his forehead. The general`s expressions turned mildly concerned as he eyed Snakes, "something wrong?"

"no." Snake said slowly and place his hand back to his side. the general didn`t seem to be much interested and continued.

"You can freshen up and i`ll let you know of the events afterwards." He paused to look at the two, "the board is meeting tomorrow to get the details of your mission. Now, if you`ll excuse me, i`ll send in Roger to escort you to your room."

"we`ll be sharing a room, sir?" Ocelot`s question was marked with slight disbelief as he struggled to keep his posture firm.

"yes, is that a problem?"

"no." Ocelot said but a muscle in his jaw twitched disturbingly as he watched Snake from the corner of his eye.

"you comfortable with it too, John?"

"affirmative." Snake confirmed a little regrettably.

The general passed a guarded smile and was about to turn when Ocelot spoke up, "sir, can you send in a medic too?" he looked at Snake`s hand briefly before saying, "I think I need help with my leg."

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A/N: yeah so it might be a LITTLE boring, having to read about Snake`s thoughts but so what? read and review people... R&R!!