(Olivia's POV)
It was morning when I just laid there with my head on his chest, pulled up to him by that arm around my waist. Lightly, my fingers slowly dance on the skin of his chest. My body still tingled under the warmth of the blanket as I snuggled up to Wade's body. Soon, I could feel his arm slightly tighten around me as he placed a small kiss onto my forehead.
Then, there was a loud pounding on the door, startling me as he let out a small chuckle.
"It's open!" he called.
"Wade, we need to…I'll come back another time" John walked in and turned on his heel when he saw us.
"No, its fine, we're just…resting" he said almost awkwardly.
"You have a mission with me, Sal, Zero, Logan, Creed, Faith and Fred" I felt Wade's muscles tighten up at the sound of my brother's name.
"'Kay, be right there" Wade gave me a quick kiss before sliding out of bed.
"Man, cover your-self up" John turned away.
"Wait, I've been here longer that Faith and Sal so why do they get to go on a mission?" I asked.
"Dunno but Stryker said he'd let ya in on the next one." the black man responded.
I watched as the two talked back and fourth about the mission as the swordsman got dressed. He gave me a kiss again but longer and I wished him luck. He just grinned and pressed his forehead to mine, reaching behind his head. He lifted a chain and moved it over to my neck, letting the necklace hang there.
"I don't need luck…I have you" he whispered before leaving, calling bye as he picked up his swords in their sheaths on the way out.
Taking a deep breath, I lay back on the bed and looked at the necklace he gave me. The sight of what was on the chain made a wide smile spread on my face. It was his dog-tags. I held the tags between my fingers, turning them until the twisted chain was tight around my neck. Suddenly, I felt sick to my stomach.
I raced to the bathroom, naked, and fell to my knees in front of the toilet, bile rocketing up my throat. Instantly, I felt nauseous and horrible as I had to flush the toilet. I kept trying to hold back my hair but the more I tried to hold it, the closer it got to my mouth. Then, I felt a pair of hands holding my hair for me as I hugged the toilet.
"Let me guess, you got too drunk and couldn't hold it down?" I heard Chris' voice.
"No" I coughed, flushing again. "I just woke up with Wade; he left for a mission, then this shit happened."
"Wait, you're naked and woke up with Wade…" he was clueless at first until it hit him. "You two finally…" he was speech-less.
"Yes but…I don't fucking know why this happening" more bile came up when I paused.
"Maybe it's just stomach flu; I heard it's been going around. Or it could have been something in the pool. Did you know that you can get STD's from sitting in a hot-tub with a person who has it? The water's warm enough to spread the bacteria and-" I cut him off.
"Chris" I interrupted.
"Yeah, what is it?"
"Shut the hell up" I simply said before I threw up again and I was sure my stomach was empty by now. "I bet it's just a small damn flu, I usually don't get sick but eh" I shrugged.
Wobbly, I stood up and washed up so I could get dressed before getting breakfast. Strangely, I felt like having eggs and pancakes instead of cereal. But when I made some, I just couldn't stop! Next thing I knew, we ran out of eggs and batter. Soon, I was in the training room with Chris. I was running laps around the gym while he was just behind me, jogging. He was slightly falling behind as I randomly asked a question.
"Did it bother you?" I asked.
"Did what bother me?"
"When you saw me naked and throwing up, did it that shit bother you?" I clarified, suddenly angry for some reason.
"No, not really, besides, I'm gay so you and Wade don't have to worry about it" I was surprised by his words.
"Wow, maybe you could get together with Sal, he swings the same way too" I looked back at him, smiling and instantly happy.
Then, my feet were pulled out from under me and my upper body was thrown forward. I tripped over the low, beginner's balance beam. Shaking my head at myself, I got back up and suddenly felt sick again. As quick as I could, I dashed out of the gym and into the bathroom to throw up again.
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(Wade's POV)
I bit my lip in the jet, thinking to when I told Salvatore I wasn't gay before we went on to the jet. Somehow, he still held a smile but when no one was looking, he looked just sad and slightly angry. Sighing softly, I daydreamed about what would happen if Olivia never joined the team.
If she never joined the team, she'd still be fighting and me…I'd be dead. The solo mission I had, I got broken ribs from that, bruises and slight fractures but I never told anyone about. If I did, it would have been what my dad called 'a sign of weakness'. When I was beaten horribly, it was the thought of coming home to Olivia that kept me going. The thought of coming home to her dead enraged me enough to kill for survival. I bet dad would have called me a marsh-mellow and…other bad words if he knew that.
If she never came to the team, Faith and Salvatore wouldn't be here. Victor wouldn't be in love and a bit shy to tell the redheaded twin. Chris wouldn't have had his eyes on her brother either. Just having one person in the group saved a life and helped others fall in love. I smiled nicely with my eyes closed as I leaned my head back.
"Hmm, someone's happy" Faith smiled at me.
"Yup" I simply answered, eyes still closed.
"What about?" Fred asked, curious.
"He…got busy last night" John chuckled.
"Well, it wasn't me and I haven't seen any lady-friends at the…oh my God, did you…with Olivia?" Faith stood up in the jet as her brother grabbed her wrist, trying to tug her back down to her seat.
Seeing the anger in her eyes, I scooted down the bench and pressed against the wall.
"Hey, she agreed to do it and when we did it, I was using protection!" I nearly panicked as she was practically vibrating with anger.
"Wait, which brand did you use?" Logan asked, concerned.
"Um, Trojan Strong, why do you ask?"
His eyes widened along with some of the others and Faith immediately stopped vibrating the molecules above her feet. I glanced around at them, confused.
"What, why are you guys looking at me like that?" I panic rose in my chest, scaring me for once.
"Dude…" Salvatore shook his head.
"WHAT?" I yelled.
"There have been reports of that brand never working!" Salvatore answered, "It's practically Teletubby-strong!"
Then, my heart sunk deep in my chest and even our pilot, Zero, glanced back at me. With a shocked expression, I looked at him, seeing a missile flying right at us!
"ZERO, LOOK OUT!" I screamed.
The Korean man whipped his head forward and swerved the jet, trying to dodge it. Too late. The weapon was able to hit the left wing and the plane started rolling in the sky. Since some of us weren't wearing seat-belts, some of us-including me-were thrown around.
I could hear screams, grunts and shrieks as Faith clung desperately to Victor, who was holding her. I shut my eyes, feeling everything hit me as my hands frantically reached for something to hold. Then, I accidentally grabbed the lever that opened the door! In a flash, I was sucked out of the jet along with Fred and Faith. The last thing I remembered was falling with a hurricane of wind rushing against my body and the sense of 'I'm going to die today…I'm going to die, not knowing if I truly impregnated Olivia'.
(So, is Ollie really just sick with mood swings or is she preggers? Will Wade die before seeing his baby's face? Will Faith plummet to her death without experiencing her first kiss with Victor? If Sal survives miraculously, will he fall for Chris? Who knows? PLEASE REVIEW! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !)
