Sorry for not updating in ages, I'm an arse. To be honest, I have been playing TF2 for the whole time XD Anyway, more chapters.
ENJOY!
It was late evening by the time the RED team arrived back at their base, the campervans radiator steaming half way through their journey, causing them to move ten times slower than normal and for Sniper to have a hissy fit at the entire group. They had a laugh at the Australian before growing quite bored with the ordeal and having to sit the remaining journey out.
"Wonder what Medic's doin'." Scout said casually as they entered one of the base's many conveniently placed entrances.
"Sleeping, probably. You know how exhausted the Doc gets some days. Poor bloke, sometimes I think we work him too hard." Sniper replied, earning a sympathetic glance from Heavy.
"Hey, someone's got to do the paperwork and it ain't gonna be me." Scout said arrogantly, pointing to himself as they passed a corner, Medic's door coming into view.
"Well, since we are passing room, we should check." The Russian said happily and rapped on the door a couple of times, Scout snickering at the man's excited nature. After a few seconds and nothing happening, Soldier sighed, bored.
"The Nazi's asleep, so let's just leave him and go have tea."
"Nyet, he is not."
"How can you know, maggot?!"
"Because there is voices in the room."
The group exchanged glances of confusion at the mention of 'voices' as Heavy pushed open the door with his giant hands and two gasps could be heard. The group stared on in shock to see the Medic casually sitting at his desk as usual with a teetering pile of papers, and an unknown woman dressed in blue leaning on the shiny wooden desk, a cigarette in her hand. Both looked quite surprised at the intrusion, until the woman seemed to see something that greatly took her interest.
"Bobby…?" She began, placing a hand over her mouth in shock, and the Scout gasped.
"Mom?" He asked, and the woman nodded shakily before leaping up and sprinting across the room to give her son a giant hug.
"Bobby! Oh I'm so glad to see ya! I've missed you so much, my little man!" She squealed in delight, Scouts face slowly turning a light shade of blue to his mother's suffocating hug.
"Y-yeah, it's me, m-mom! Now let m-me go!" He chocked, and the woman gasped as she released the shaken teen.
"Oh my God, I'm sorry, Bobby-Boo!" She cried, tilting Scouts head up so she could examine the damage she created, fussing to herself, Scouts' face turning a brilliant shade of red as he noticed his team mates' now smirking faces.
"Eheh, uh, this is my ma." He said, pulling away from the older woman. All of the team's faces proceeded to turn in sync to Medic.
"Wait, if she's your mother, what the bloody hell is he doing with her?" Sniper said suggestively, and the Medic chuckled at the Australian.
"If you are accusing me of adultery, herr Sniper, you are very much mistaken. This woman needed a few hours company whilst you were gallivanting about and I needed help with the paperwork."
"Well, to be honest, Medic, mom isn't married." Scout said.
"Bobby, don't be silly, of course I'm married, your father just decided to leave and never come back. And we never got a divorce so that means I'm still a married woman."
"That doesn't, I-" Scout lost his words entirely as his mother gave him a stern glare. She then turned to the team, straightening her dress out.
"My name is Beverly, and this of course, is my son Bobby. I had some free time off work so I decided to visit him down here, seeing as he's too busy with his… whatever he does here to come and visit me."
There was a few moment of awkward silence before a cough drew everyone to Medic once more as he got up and walked over.
"Anyway, now that we have had our little introduction, it seems fitting for me to show you your accommodation for your visit." Medic said before gesturing toward his entire room.
"Wait wait wait, Doc, you're giving this Sheila your room? You never share your room, ever."
"But she is a guest, is she not, not one of you shweinhunds. Besides, this room is far more sanitary than yours and she can have her own privacy and space."
"Yeah, but you're not stayin' with her." Scout almost threatened the German nodded in agreement.
"I did say she is allowed privacy, Scout, which is why I shall be spending the next week or so with herr Heavy." He said, and the whole group gasped, excluding Scout, who burst out laughing.
"Is there a problem, Scout?" The Medic said dryly, raising an eyebrow.
"No, not at all." Scout managed to say, albeit quietly as he choked back laughter.
"Bobby, don't be so rude! Why are you laughin' like tha- Ooh, is it because you two are together? Because if you are, I am not against that in any way, despite what God keeps tellin' us."
It was now Medic's turn to flush a brilliant red as he stared at the still smirking group, Heavy going a lighter shade yet still as visibly uncomfortable, rubbing the back of his neck and looking away.
"Er, Miss Beverly, I can assure you that herr Heavy and I are not in any sort of… any sort of…" Medic trailed off awkwardly, avoiding eye contact.
"Oh, OK, so you're not homosexuals. I'm sorry, I was just assumin' and all. Your wife would probably be as embarrassed as me right now, I can tell you that for sure."
"I am sorry to say, Beverly, but my wife and I are no longer associated with, well, each other." Medic half-chuckled at the woman, who covered her mouth in shock for making yet another mistake.
"Oh my God, I am so so sorry about that. I didn't know, I just assumed-"
"That is quite alright, Beverly, you didn't know." Medic said, his blush slowly fading.
"May I ask how?" the woman asked, wrapping her arm around her waist.
"Let's just say she found my profession unappealing." Medic said before proceeding to hush the group away. "Now it is getting quite late, and I suspect that you have travelled quite far, Miss. So we shall now excuse you and we can continue our conversation tomorrow, as you are probably tired."
At the mention of the last word the woman gave a wide yawn before blushing slightly at medic and nodding. The German smiled softly, before escorting everyone out.