AN: I'm sorry about my extremley late update. I've been busy for a while and today i had some spare time.
So here is the final chapter of When A Heavy Calls. And because its the last one and i havent updated in a while i made it three times as long as i usually is the length i want all my chapters to be. If not longer.
Told in Red Spy's Perspective, unlike every other chapter in Sniper's perspective.
The hour was almost over, there was sixty seconds left until the barrier would go up and I was sneaking through the Blu base. I overheard Medic and Sniper talking in the infirmary before the match, and now I really want to get my hands on Medic's files before Sniper does. I'm not a gossip, but I could possibly use those files to my advantage. Ever since Scout offered himself to follow all of my orders on the field, I've had to get dirt on Medic for him in return. Scout has been listening to the announcer's instructions for a while through the headset, but now he only listens to me, thanks to Engineer. He and Engineer had organised a walkie talkie set between us, he still uses his large headset with attached mic while I wear a small earpiece and a skin coloured mic.
It may seem that I have something against Medic, but I really don't. She has healed me on numerous occasions without questioning what I did to be so mangled yet still alive. But that Sniper really angers me; he is such a filthy slob. I swear when I sleep, I can smell his filthy van from where I am, even though it would be in the underground parking lot for our cars. What's worse is that his hair clogs up the communal showers. I've stepped on a ball of it once and had to stop myself from throwing up my lunch. Such a big, filthy ape shouldn't have the interest of our Medic, especially since she's such a clean woman; I guess all doctors are like that though.
The Blu Heavy closely ran past where I was cloaking, almost brushing my arm. He was giving a piggy back to the Blu Medic who was shouting at him in German, so I wasn't sure what they were talking about; to be honest, I don't think that Blu Heavy had any idea what the crazy German was saying either. It's so strange how the Blu team's members are from the same countries as our members; I'm not sure about their Pyro because I haven't seen his or her mask off.
I sneaked past the sentries set up on top of a floor without stairs and was hiding in a corner. I could see the briefcase; it was guarded by a sentry. I had to destroy it before I, or one of the members of my team, grab the case. I sneaked over behind it making sure the Engineer wasn't there, and placed it on top of the sentry and ran over to the briefcase, not taking it, just getting out of an angry Engineer's way. I stood next to the briefcase, whispering into my earpiece for Scout to come and collect it after he has a can of his Bonk drink. Seconds later a red blur came in, grabbed the briefcase and left. The Engineer tried to run after him, but I backstabbed him so he would shut up. Too bad that he's on the other team; for an American, he was kind of handsome.
My cloak was wearing off since I was moving too much, so I decided to wait in a corner for a few minutes. I tried to hide there but I bumped into something that wasn't there. Before I could run off, Blu Spy held me tightly while he held his knife at my throat. "We meet again, Mon amour," he whispered into my ear before he nibbled it. I tried to push him away, but his knife was so close to my neck, "Je ne suis pas ton amour, vous faites cela à chaque femme que vous voyez." I said angrily, he chuckled at that statement, "Ah you know me too well. The question is, what am I going to do to you?" I wasn't going to be kidnapped like Medic was, I saw no other option, I pushed the knife closer and made him slit my throat. Before it toughed my neck, I mocked him, "You are going to kill me."
That Blu Spy is so annoying, how he can make our Engineer's heart flutter, I will never understand, but he is a poor excuse for a Spy. More like an invisible whore he is, gives Spy's a bad name. I'm not sure that our Engineer really understands what kind of man he is either, that girl is so smart, yet an idiot when it comes to social matters.
As I waited in the infirmary to re-spawn, I wondered why bother go out again; I was back in, in five seconds and we had fifteen seconds left. Though that thought soon changed as Sniper appeared, also re-spawning. But first I needed to ask, "Do you honestly believe a girl like Medic would ever love a beast like you?" I could leave, but he had thirteen seconds left, so there is no way that he can leave being almost the end of the fight.
He looked up at me, slightly aggravated, "Firstly, she is twenty-eight, and you are twenty-four or so. She does not need to be babied by you of all people." I interrupted his rant, "I'm thirty-two, you're thinking of Engineer." He scoffed, "That's not the point; Medic is old enough to make her own decisions, not to be pushed around by you. Secondly, why do you have such a big problem with me? It's not like I accidentally hit you with one of my arrows." I interrupted again, "But you did!" He smirked, "Oh, that wasn't an accident; you were just being a bitch. Plus, you wouldn't have died by a single arrow in the shoulder."
He was starting to get on my nerves, "What did I do to you?" I said that hoping that he didn't remember anything bitchy that I did before today's fight. But he did, "You call me a filth bag and expect me to not be pissed about it? Besides, you call out Medic and I at breakfast this morning about something that's so stupid, even if that did happen, you didn't need to go off like that." I looked at him strangely, "That didn't happen?" He nodded, "Thought it was obvious." I shook my head, "Obviously not."
I tried to remember all the reasons why I called him a filth bag, "I called you a filth bag because you basically are filth. When was the last time you cleaned your van? I can smell the stench as I sleep in the resting room." He looked slightly shocked, "Hey, my van isn't that dirty. You're just used to the smell of strongly scented perfume. I can smell your stench where I rest at night, and it's as if you're right next to me. Even now I'm barely breathing any oxygen." Okay, that wasn't what I expected. I retaliated, "Okay, so we both smell, but you throw your urine at people! That's absolutely disgusting. I was cloaked, trying to backstab their Soldier before and you threw it right at him. It also hit me! I started screaming and killed myself to get rid of the stain, it smelled so disgusting that I was about to throw up." He started laughing, "Okay, that was funny. Totally worth being killed by that Soldier later on."
I pouted with my arms crossed, the game was over and the rest of our team was heading over to the infirmary. I tried to finish this conversation as quickly as I could, "You are the most disgusting person that I have ever met; you are a poor excuse for a human. More like overgrown ape. Are all Australians like you? Because if they are, I'm definitely not going anywhere near that country." He smirked again, "No not all Australian's are like me, but do my country the favor of not going there anyway, we don't need people like you, getting accustomed to our great lifestyles." I smirked at him, "Living in filthy van is great?" He chuckled, "You really do stereotype people. You think that's the only choice. I'm glad you don't want to come near the country, because if I see you after this war when we don't have the 're-spawn' injections, I have no idea what I'd do to you; even if you are a lady." I laughed back, "So the ape pretending to be a Gentleman is really an ape who can't act," I started clapping, "Bravo, if you held up the act any longer, I might actually have had to call you out on it."
At that moment the bullet proof doors opened; through it came a tired Scout, a cheerful Heavy and a skeptical Medic. Sniper looked over at the three and held his arms out waiting for Medic's embrace. When she came over she hugged him tightly, Sniper asked her, "What's wrong Medic?" She shivered as he spoke and looked up at him, "We retrieved all three cases. Please remember our promise." He nodded and hugged her tighter.
I looked away as Scout walked over to me, "We got all three cases, not tell me why I need to find Medic's files?" I shook my head, "Scout, remember our promise? You follow my instructions without hesitation or questioning, understand?" He shook his head, "I don't think you understand, we had this deal so that I could get the dirt on her, if there's any dirt in those files, I need to have them." I had to get him off my back, "I'm not sure there is any dirt, but in case there is, I need those files. Do you really want to read through several pages to find something that may not be there?" He shook his head, "Then find that file and bring it to me."
The two cases that we were able to open were sitting on the floor of the infirmary, opened. Papers were scattered everywhere and people were trying to find their own information and burn it before anyone else could get to it. The announcer allowed us to destroy the files because they have several copies; I think they let us rifle through these to start a fight or make us not trust each other. I found my file, it was quite easy to find, being first in one of the piles. Underneath was Sniper's file and then Medic's file, followed by Engineer's then Heavy's. I was curious about Sniper's File, but not curious enough to be able to read through Medic and his files before reading mine. I took the folder with 'Claudia Durand' printed on it and the folder with 'Dr. Anika Schäfer' written on hers.
I internally laughed at how easy this was, but kept my composure so that Medic wouldn't bat an eyelid at why I was so cheerful about confidential information. I walked over to Scout and sat down next to him as he read his file. Occasionally he peaked over my shoulder to see what page I was reading, but looked back as he didn't like reading too much. Pyro had taken his mask off along with his flame-retardant suit; so when he held his flame thrower over his head with maniacal laughter, it looked strange. He looked down at two folders and he burned them both, still laughing like a maniac. Everyone watched, all questioning why he acts like that off the field. Sniper and Medic sat next to each other, behind Pyro on one of the benches. She was crying into her ungloved hands as he was comforting her. He stood up angrily, looking at everyone, "Alright, who has Medic's files?" I've been found out! I took her files, put them in my folder and put the empty folder in Scouts folder and told him to keep quiet.
I quickly skimmed over her files, shocked at what I saw. She wasn't a born doctor, she was a born killer. I found several files about strange murders involving men getting their heads cut off with a saw. It didn't say why she was killing, but all of the deaths were of men. This team is mostly men, if the others found out about this, they would probably think twice when trusting Medic. I thought about it for a few seconds before Sniper came up to me, "I know it was you that stole the files, Claudia." I looked down at my files and sighed, "I'm not sure what you are talking about, now if you'll excuse me, I need to burn my files."
I stood up and walked over to Pyro and threw my files and Medic's files on the floor. He nodded and pointed his flamethrower at the files; he didn't question me, just like he didn't question anyone else. Everyone understood that this information was private and couldn't be seen by others. Once all of the files were burned, the silence ended. Scout and Heavy approached me, Scout seemed determined to know anything that he could use against her, "So, did you find anything?"
I looked over at her as Pyro hugged a distraught Medic; Sniper was looking around the infirmary for something, I assumed he was looking for the documents. I looked back at Scout, "Nothing, she's just an amazing doctor. Think you can use that against her?" He looked disappointed and grumbled a few things, "Well, if ever you have something to blackmail her with, we have a deal." I nodded and let them head off to the van.
As I walked downstairs to the van I saw Sniper, Pyro and Medic walking together; of course Medic was still shaking in Snipers arms, but she seemed less scared than earlier.
I walked over to them and put my hand on Medic's shoulder, "Hey, Anika, are you okay? You seemed a bit shaky earlier." Sniper growled at me, but Medic looked at me with a tired smile, "I'm fine, Spy, I just can't believe I couldn't find my file." I looked at Sniper and Pyro who looked like they were about to tackle me, then back at Medic; only now I realize she is quite tall, she wore boots that went over her knees, so it had high heels. With them on she looked almost as tall as Sniper, but with them off, she is usually up to his shoulder, still pretty tall. I had to look up at her when she responded, "Maybe they didn't put the one on you in there, out of all of the people that were around me, I knew that no one had your file. They were all reading their own." Her shaking stopped and she looked very relieved, "That's great, I just thought someone stole it. But I kept thinking that no one on our team was that untrustworthy. I knew I could trust everyone here."
Her large smile was genuine, but not mine; I couldn't understand how she could be so relieved. She could have been lied to, but she chose not to believe that. She believed me, and she knows that Sniper and I don't get along. She is way too trustworthy, or just really good at putting on an act. But as I saw Sniper and Pyro looking at her confusedly, I knew she was just trustworthy. I didn't want to bother her; Scout can go shove his bat up his ass. Why would he want dirt on her so badly?
I looked back at Sniper, who kissed her cheek and brought her closer using the arm that was wrapped around her waist. "I forgive you for shooting me with that arrow today," I said to Sniper as I was about to leave, Medic tapped me on the shoulder; "He did what?" I giggled, "Just an accident, there's no problem. I'm just making sure Sniper knows that." He smiled, it wasn't cocky or evil, it was genuine. He reached out his free hand to shake mine, "No hard feelings mate."
I walked off to sit in the truck, by myself; I felt a hand holding my hand, stopping me from advancing. I turned around and looked at the stationery three; I looked down at my hand to see it being held by a dry, dirty hand. It was covered in ashes and burn scars, then followed the arm to look at Pyro. He smiled, his eyes almost gleaming with joy; his curly blonde hair was a bit matted but was still gorgeous. Even though he has many permanent burns and scars, and he is very dangerous when it comes to fire, I always thought he was a pretty boy. Sniper and Medic watched me as I questioned him with my eyes. He chuckled, a normal chuckle, "Why don't you sit with us on the way back?" I let myself show my true emotions and flashed a genuine smile, "I'd love to."
We all walked over to the van, the rest of the team looking at us weirdly; I hopped in after Pyro because I wanted to sit next to the door. Sniper and Medic sat in front of us, in each others arms, happy. I looked at Pyro who was slightly taller than me, he said, "So you are willing to get to know an Australian?" I smiled, "Whatever I said before to Sniper, I take back. I've always known that the accusations weren't true, it was just an easy way to attack him." He smiled back at me as I looked over at Sniper, "Hey, Sniper." The unbelievably tall Australian looked at me, "I'm sorry, about everything, mate" When I said mate it was so awkward, and with my French accent, it sounded awful. He and Medic laughed at that while Pyro smiled. The rest of the people in the truck looked at us weirdly, Scout seemed a bit pissed off, but I didn't care.
For the rest of the trip back to the main base, I conversed with Pyro, or now that I know his name, Redmond. He is such a charming fellow, I wonder why I didn't pay much attention to him before; apart from being attractive, I didn't really see much in him before. I regret letting a prepubescent boy like Scout, convince me into working with him in on the side. It's like he's still in high-school.
Relationships are created fast, and die fast in a place like this. It's strange, I know, but I guess I have become accustomed to that idea. Now all I want is to keep the three friends I have just made and destroy the previous alliance I have made with Scout. Maybe finally tell Engineer that Soldier has been sneaking a look at her every once in a while. Maybe he would finally be less of a tough ass and start being normal. This team is growing on me, like the family I never had.
Red Spy Translation – "I am not your love, you do this to every woman you see."
How was it? Did you like it? No? Okay :(
Anyway, there could potentially be more, but i've decided to stop it here. If i keep going, i might ruin it even more than i have already.
But i thought I'd end with Spy being good, but the only way i could was by making Scout look a bit bad. I'm not saying why he wants information on Medic, so I'll end with him being not bad, but curious. And i don't hate Scout. Rainbows also make me cry.
Please Review, this might be my last TF2 story for a while. Unless someone can give me a storyline that I can get inspiration from.
