Medic frowned at the body that was laid out before him. It was disgusting what happened to the young man that the Sniper brought in. He knew the Blue's were sick, but he didn't think they would do this to their own, even if he was a traitor.

He looked up into the grim expression of the Sniper, and the fearful look of their Scout. Both men were waiting for the Medic to say something about the young man on the gurney.

"Ja, I Vill halp 'im." Medic sighed, knowing he was in for a shit storm if he refused. After all, he too owed this injured man for saving their beloved runner. "But I dun't know how m'ch I can help 'im. Vether he iz Blue or Not anymore, the Red medigun might naught vork on him as much as ve hope."

"Just try and help him! Please?" Scout looked up at him pathetically, and Medic couldn't refused.

He shooed them out of there, wanting to do this alone. Without missing a beat, he got right to work, getting everything he needed quickly, including blood. He brought the boy to the operating room, as he scrubbed in, the young man started to wake up. Medic heard him moan and whirled around.

The Medic got the seditive he was going to use, and approached him. However, the young man opened his eyes before he could inject it. The Scout opened his eyes to the Medic, with a syringe in his hand, looming over him.

So it was understandable that he cried out in horror, and tried to get up to get away. Medic grabbed the young man's shoulders and tried to hold him still.

"Nien! Enough!" Medic shouted at the thrashing Scout. "I am Red! I AM RED!"

He had to shake the Scout a bit to get him to actually look at him. Scout stared at him, scared out of his mind, but he slowly registered the Red that the man was wearing. He gave out a pained sob as the Medic gently pushed him down on the gurney.

"Shh…you vill be aright." Medic promised him. Scout looked so pitiful to him right now, it was really sad. He always wanted the enemy Scout in his lab, but not like this. He injected the sedative into the Scout's arm and petted his head until he fell asleep.

The carvings on his body started to bleed again from the struggle. Medic put on a serious look and started his work.
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"YOU BROUGHT HIM BACK HERE?!"

Scout and Sniper were sitting outside Medic's office. Scout on the bench, slumped forward, and Sniper leaning against the wall. Soldier had found out that the two had brought the Blue there (the Pyro saw them), and was upset they brought 'the enemy' inside.

"It could be a trick!" Soldier snarled at them. "They could be using him as a decoy as their Spy wanders around here! Or he could have a bomb inside of him, and it'll blow up and kill us all or-"

"OR." Scout looked up at Soldier, giving him a deep hated glare. "He was probably tortured and left for dead for leading you guys to me."

That silenced Soldier and he lost that soldier stance of his. His shoulder slumped and he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Yeah, maybe you're right." Soldier sighed. "How was he found?"

"Strung up with barbed wire on a post, with nails in his legs, and 'traitor' carved all over his body." Sniper said, sounding pissed off at the memory. "Left for dead, naked in the cold."

"He could have respawned." Soldier pointed out.

Sniper shook his head, his shades sliding down his nose a bit so he could look him in the eye.

"I don't think they would go through all that work just to have him respawn." Sniper told him.

Soldier went still at that thought. He knew there were ways to get teammates off the respawn lists, so if they die, they die permanently. It was only used in extreme cases, and betraying your teammates was enough of a reason.

"So don't think it's a trick." Scout said, leaning back against the wall. "I don't think it's a trick."

Soldier stared at the young man, and thought about how they almost lost him. He felt like a heel now, for it was the Blue boy that brought their Scout back to them. He sighed and admitted defeat to himself.

"Well, Just let me know what happens." Soldier said, standing up straight. "We'll talk about what to do after Medic is done with him."

"Yes, sir." Sniper said.

Soldier gave them a salute and walked off, deep in thought. They had to decide what to do with the young man if/when he became better.