A/N Hey guys chapter two rolling out now, hopefully I'll be able to publish it on the same day... Enjoy!

Chapter 2

Jack woke up in a cold sweat and looked at his alarm clock. It read, 11:59. Thank god he hadn't missed the party. In fact he could hear the stereo blasting music as of that moment. He thought about just going back to bed but then he would miss out on everything. Sniper sat up on the edge of the bed and looked over his room. His closet sat in the corner next to his small window that had been welded shut for "safety precautions" but he knew that the administrator only wanted to keep them from running away. After all they did kill people for a living and the stress could really get to you at times. On the left wall was his desk which was littered with pictures of the BLU team with either "important" circled or "would help" circled. It was his strategy guide and he stuck to it like glue. Also on his desk was his hat and shades, along with a few loose bullets from his rifle. Jack decided that he had wasted enough time so he stood, opened the door, and left into the cool hallway. The only reason it was cold was because some wanka had gone and opened all the windows. The hall he was in was a long, slender hall with doors on each side, the other mercenaries rooms, and the floor was very loud under his feet. There was a light at the end of the hall that cast shadows of his teammates playing cards in the R&R room. Jack headed down the hall toward them. He rounded the corner and immediately he knew he was going to have fun. Demoman was on top of the table singing "Head full of eyeballs" repeatedly. The Heavy was kissing his gun while the Scout probably went to bed hours ago because he had a weak stomach. Spy was sitting in a chair in the corner smoking his cigarettes. Sniper looked dumbfounded at the scene. "What did you expect?" Spy said, his French accent more pronounced probably due to the alcohol. Sniper walked over to the beer and sandviches. He took one of both and started consuming the sandvich rapidly. After all he hadn't eaten all day. He took a swig of his drink and quickly realized that instead of beer, it was actually Demoman's Scrumpy. He started to feel light headed and was amazed at how horrible it tasted. He suddenly regretted waking up and coming to the part. Demoman noticed Jack drinking his Scrumpy just then. "Ye' bloody Daft!" And with that the Scott threw himself at Jack. Jack dropped the bottle and it smashed all over the floor, but in good timing to for this allowed the Australian to catch the big oaf. Sniper threw Demo into a chair and told him to sit down. "I will not stand for this! You drinkin me Scru-" and with that Tavish fell into a deep sleep. "Oi think tha's enough for tonight" Sniped said. He stood up and went to the door that was next to the fridge. Down there contained the Engineer's workshop and the Medics Operation room/ Office. Separating them was a thin wall that did not block sound a whole lot. In fact Medic got very sour one time when Engineer was working on a huge project. Sniper proceeded down the stairs that led to the two rooms. The only problem was that he had to pass through the Medic's room to get to the Engineer. Sniper tried to tiptoe through the room but to no avail. "Anozer hangover I prezume?" And the Medic rustled through his cabinets and pulled out a small pill. "Actually Doc Oi'm just goin to see Engineer." Jack replied. "Very vell zen. Get on your way." Medic told him, rather harshly. Jack stumbled past all of the items sprawled on the floor and found the door to Engie's room.

A/N hey guys! Not all of my chapters are going to be long sorry! That's just the price for quick chapters almost everyday!