The next days were quiet and calm. Sniper nearly thought he wouldn't have any trouble before finishing his contract, so did Spy. The masked man would go towards the van every afternoon, drink some coffee and chat with him. Sometimes he would bring anything from the fridge inside the base, and have the dinner with Sniper in the van. It was quiet, without the team's usual noises, and it was calm, all he wanted when the night fell.

Sniper usually told him about his adventures back in his homeland, in Australia, where he would hunt creatures for days with an insane patience, until getting his target. People would often pay him to get whatever creature was molesting their animals, or stealing anything from they farms, and he would get the little "wanka" in matter of days.

Spy always payed attention to every single word the man said. He would never admit it, but the way the man told about his adventures fascinated him: it wasn't just a tale someone would make up, it was something that happened. He had made a lot of missions on his own, going into strange places to get his target, so in a way, Sniper and he did the same job, but with different objectives.

And then, in the very last day, the tragedy hit him hard for the first time in a years. The night before they received a note from the Administrator: the RED were planning an attack for the next day. The Administrator always managed to get information of everything, and tell them when the other team was about to give a try at stealing the briefcase.

Sniper decided to wake up early, and go to his usual higher spot, to try and watch out for the REDs, so he could give the voice of alarm to the rest, allowing them to prepare.

Spy was with him, hidding in the shadows. There wasn't movement yet from the enemy team, so he decided to have some talking with his teammate before going to see what was awaiting for them in this 11th attempt.

"Well, for now they look calm and quiet. There's no movement in the RED base" said Sniper, not looking away from the scope. Spy just nodded, even if he knew the other man couldn't see him at the moment. He was playing with his knife, waiting for Sniper to alert him about any movement, and then go towards the enemy base to try and stop it.

"You look calm" said Spy, looking at Sniper. The taller man looked back at him for the first time, smiling "Yeah, our team already knows about this issue, so everyone is ready, or at least I hope they are. We are going to make it, and then move on"

Spy smiled back at him, before going back to play with his knife. Silence fell between them; both knew that was the last day they would be together, at least until Spy got himself out of the contract or...

Spy had a bad feeling about the day. Something in the back of his mind was alerting him, telling him to move and look for something...or someone he had to find, but these last moments with his...well, friend? Teammate? Partner? Who knew, were something he wanted to have before they parted ways.

"First thing I'll do when I get out of here is go back to Australia, and give my father his watch back" he said, looking back in the rifle's scope "he just let me borrow it, so I have to give it back to him once I finish this. Then, I'll give both of them a great part of the money I'll earn here, and go back to my usual..."missions" " he chuckled. Spy looked at him once more, then at the watch he was wearing. It was an old, normal watch, so it was the sentimental part that made it important.

"I see...well, just make sure to write about those mission of yours" answered the Spy. Sniper nodded, smiling a bit, but then he frowned. "They're moving".

That was all Spy needed to move. He stepped close to the ladder, before looking back "Good luck".

Sniper looked away from the scope and at him, smiling "Good luck to you too, mate" Spy smiled back, before retreating. Once he was sure he was hidden, he disguissed himself as the enemy Pyro, and went between shadows to the enemy base, being careful to not find the RED Pyro on his way.

He arrived at the enemy's base, only to find none of them went out of it. He only saw a brief glimpse of RED running in the distance, entering his base.

"Oh no..." he thought, before he followed the path the RED Spy had taken. Only he was attacking, and he knew for sure that man was capable of anything and kill anyone to get his objective. He couldn't see more than the glimpse, so he lost the track too soon. It wasn't long before he heard the scream of their Engineer and the sound of a sentry being destroyed.

The RED Spy was smart, he took first their defenses down.

He moved faster, ignoring his disguisse fading away with each step he took. At some point he started running, only to find the corpse of their Engineer with a bullet wound in his head. He tried to alert his team through his earpiece, when another yelling caught his attention. His blood ran cold, he recognized that voice.

Ignoring the fact that he had to alert everyone, he ran towards the spot where Sniper was the last time he left him on his own. But he didn't have to climb the ladder to know what happened.

He stood there, frozen in his tracks, looking at the corpse of what he nearly called a friend. Sniper was on the floor, lying on his side, his eyes looking forward in a dead stare.

Spy knelt next to him, not able to touch his body, when he recognized the RED Spy's knife. At that moment, any feeling inside him was replaced by ice. Cold, unforgiving ice.

He stayed there, looking at the knife. Without even thinking, he carefully took Sniper's corpse, and carryied him on his shoulder. In the distance he heard Medic's "RAUS RAUS!".

He stood up, and went for the briefcase room. Not long after that, the Administrator's voice rang through the whole base.

"INTRUDER ALERT! RED SPY IS IN THE BASE! PROTECT THE BRIEFCASE!"