Author's Note:

The Crazed Artist: oh no, I'll go bake some more! -runs off- Haha I can't tell you that, you'll just have to read. Is it bad that I laughed at the idea of medic being a hero? OTL Oh no! Come back! D: I'm making more cookies! Even though I have no oven here in Japan I WILL MAKE IT WORK.

13 Angels death: Bahaha, you should go see a dentist about that, dear.

Mayora-san: shit, son, scoot it up in here! I won't hold it against you; in fact, I'd kind of enjoy it ;D but oh my, the best? :o thank you! I hope I don't disappoint when I mention this is the last chapter... -coughcough- But I do have two other stories going on at the moment: an Engie/Pyro fic and a Bad Girl/Solly fic. ...both of which I need to update so badly. FFFFFUUUUUUU- But there will be the pre-/sequel to ILTD! But that'll be centered around my scouts, there won't be that much Heavy/Medic in it.

ArmoredSoul: backstories? What are those? Hahaha, just kidding. But seriously, these two are the least fleshed out characters of mine...mostly because I'm just trying to keep them close to the canon medic and heavy. BUT I'LL TAKE IT :D Yeah, I have problems with a lot of fanfiction because it just seems so unreal based upon what they took it from. I try to keep my shit legit. I stopped writing fanfiction a long time ago because I hated how everyone seemed out of character and stuff like that. I don't know how I ended up writing ILTD, but I did. I also hated original characters and crossovers, but I'm doing those too. Go me. OTL

akuoni: it's okay, we all make mistakes ;D haha. I love heavy's character. I hate most people who play heavy. Except my heavy. He is my heavy for life. I do not personal medic any other heavy besides him (...or pho shizzle, if I play with him... or a couple other of my friends who I know are decent heavies... but yeah. I have my very own heavy.). Hahaha I got back into the swing of things today as medic and me and my heavy steam rolled all the bots (I don't play in pubs anymore unless someone asks me to). You know what class is good to personal medic? Soldier. Most people who play Heavy are awful to personal medic. Pyros aren't that great to personal medic either, because you have to get so close to the action. Demos aren't that great either because it's hard for them to defend you. But ubercharging is a different matter, demos are great to uber. So are pyros if you're close enough to most of the other team or the sentries and whatnot. Also, personal medicing is not a sign of a good medic. Regardless, I personal medic my heavy now. But that's because I don't care about the bots on our team. ….I used to play medic rather competitively. Now I just dick around in KOTH with my heavy and bots. I play medic a lot less than I used to, too. Hell, I play TF2 a lot less than I used to. Not because I don't want to play, though...

qtrhorse89: Thanks, I try. I used to love heavy/medic, though it's not my favorite anymore. I still quite like it, yeah. But yeah, I do agree it's quite obvious on the battle field. Normally I yell at heavies (I yell at my heavy the most, though. I give him such a hard time... Also, I feel like now that I've found a heavy I work well with I've mated for life or something because I don't heal any other heavy...yeaaaaaah). Yeah, my steam name is pr0nzombie (at times it had a few tags, but you get the point) Haha n00bfort. Well, back when I still played in pubs I played on The Gamer's Playground Dusty 1 (even though it's using the dusty 2 map now) A LOT (it's where I met my heavy! We steam rolled the other team a lot...) and pwndora's box sometimes. Before I degenerated to playing on 2fort servers I played on everything but 2fort ..because it's 2fort. I can't take 2fort seriously. At all. And I was getting rather competitive, then I got burnt out and exhausted with everything and started playing 2fort all the time. Now I just play KOTH and dustbowl with my heavy and bots and it's hella fun. If I play. ): No time + in Japan = no TF2. ...for now.

random lurker: Oh my, that's dedication. You have no idea how happy it makes me to hear when people like my story. Haha I believe you are the only person who likes that bastard (spy). Well, I'm quite fond of him actually, but he's still a bastard. I like Blu Spy more than Red Spy. Heavy is made for Medic. Though I am quite fond of other pairings for both of them, as well. (Scout/Heavy? Yes please.)

: Oh yeah? I always wonder about whether people read it on dA or not, since no one really comments and stuff on it that much... Thanks! Hope you enjoy this last chapter... one of my TF2 buddies I met when he was spy crabbing by the way. His name is Meow Mix. It makes me giggle.

Dios: FFFFFUUUUUUU- I'VE BEEN SO BUSY, I'M SORRY, BABYCAKES! When I have free time it's rarely spent doing something that requires thinking. I'd like to know how Spy reacts too. We'll see when I write it. All I know is I'm going to wing it and keep it in character... That's how most of my writing goes. True story. HERE YOU GO! HOPE YOU ENJOY!

Chucklenuts: Ah! I'm sorry! I've been so busy lately D: ...and tired... and busy moving to Japan...

Q: KillerLover, my love, why did it take so fucking long for this chapter?
A: Good question, reader! I was working between 30 and 40 hours a week over the summer (where I was promoted, got a raise for being promoted and then got another raise in that few month time frame). I had very little free time. I was also getting ready to study abroad in Japan (...did I mention I'm studying abroad in Japan this school year?). Lots of paperwork and stuff. And then I ended up in Japan and getting internets has been... difficult to say the least. So that's why it took for-fucking-ever for this chapter. Oh and then there was the whole thing about having difficulty putting what I wanted into words. I guess I had writer's block. Kinda. Hm.

Q: So what's it like in Japan?

A: It's awkward having Korean songs stuck in your head when you're an American in Japan. But I can never get Gee out of my head... Oh, wait, that's not what you asked. It's beautiful and everyone's incredibly nice. My cellphone was one yen AND IT'S BALLIN. If you get the chance, go to Miyajima. It's a world heritage site and absolutely beautiful. And get some momijimanju there (I'd recommend the chocolate filling). And pet a deer. Because there's hundreds of them and they like people... and will eat anything. One tried my shirt to see if it was edible. But she couldn't bite through it, luckily.

Q: PICS OR IT DIDN'T HAPPEN.

A: ...that's not question. I'll put up a link to the public view of my facebook album on my profile if anyone's interested, just let me know.

So this chapter wasn't betad because I felt like I took too long to get it out to you guys. OTL Also it's rather short. -facepalm-

-Chapter 10-

Medic wrung his hands together as he headed out of the gun room. His mind was going a mile a minute but his legs only moved sluggishly as Medic made his way toward the living quarters. Taking a handkerchief out of his pocket, Medic wiped his forehead sighing to himself. He tried to form the words in his mind, what exactly he wanted to say, but he couldn't even string together a full sentence in his mind.

"Ah, Herr Spy," he said in surprise as he rounded the corner, spotting the man in question in front of him, "I vas looking for you..."

Spy looked up, a thin smile spread across his lips as he flicked the ashes off of his cigarette. Settling the cigarette between his lips he opened the door motioning in, "Shall we?" Medic nodded in response, entering Spy's room uneasily. "To what do I owe ze pleasure, amour?" Spy asked, shutting the door behind himself. Having been trained as a spy, naturally Spy was able to read others' body language quite well. He was no fool, he could see how tense Medic was.

"Ve need to talk..." Medic said, pacing about the room anxiously. He ended up standing awkwardly by the desk Spy had been granted in his room.

Nodding, Spy chuckled quietly, murmuring, "Isn't zat what we are doing?" He loosened his tie before removing it completely, setting it on his dresser carefully before pulling his jacket off as well.

"Vell..." Medic started, caught off guard. He smiled, relaxing slightly as he watched Spy moving about his room. "Ja, ve are," he concluded, pulling his glasses off to clean them, "It's about us."

Nodding, Spy chuckled quietly. "You mean it's about you and 'Eavy," he stated bluntly, hanging his jacket up in his wardrobe.

Medic stiffened, replacing his glasses back onto the bridge of his nose. He looked up at Spy, scrutinizing the man as Spy moved closer. He flinched slightly as Spy took his hand, licking his lips uneasily. Bringing Medic's hand up to his lips, Spy placed a gentle kiss on the the back of Medic's hand before returning it to Medic's side. Medic just stared at Spy inquisitively, unable to comprehend the man at all.

"Zis does not surprise me at all," Spy mused quietly, pinching his brow, "I saw it coming before you did..."

Medic rested a hand on Spy's shoulder, kissing the other's masked cheek. "Es tut mir leid," he murmured quietly, "I did not mean to..."

Pressing a finger to Medic's lips, Spy laughed harshly, a wicked look in his eyes. "Of course you didn't," he hissed, "Go to your obese lover, I do not want to talk wiz you about zis." He turned his back to Medic, moving into the bathroom, shutting the door before the German man could respond.

Medic opened his mouth, sighing in defeat as the door was shut firmly in front of him. "Es tut mir leid..." he repeated once more as he exited the room. How had he expected Spy to react? It's not like he expected Spy to be thrilled, but he certainly didn't feel wonderful. How could he have expected Spy to approve of it. He trailed off to his room, planning on speaking with Heavy the next day. Right then he just wanted to sleep.

A week later Spy found himself wandering down the hallways, unable to sleep. By that time Scout was out of the infirmary, walking—or, more so, limping—around and pestering everyone like normal. Spy had only heard about Scout's condition from the boy's noisiness through his door. He had been avoiding the team in general for the past week: taking his meals at odd hours, cloaking and staying away from his own teammates, sapping sentries and whatnot. He didn't want to see any of their faces.

Maybe that wasn't true. All he could think about was Medic and Heavy—and out of the whole team they were the ones he wanted to think about the least. Yet, even as he was wandering the halls aimlessly while cloaked he found himself in front of Medic's door.

With a sigh the masked man glanced about the hallway before opening the door and peering in. There they were, crammed into that bed looking so... so... content. Spy's face twisted and contorted as he looked at the two—trying hard to be disgusted, to be upset. But in the end he couldn't even bring himself to even care. He snorted, amused as Heavy pulled Medic closer in his sleep as if the man was a teddy bear.

Glancing back into the hallways, Spy stepped into the room, moving over to the bed. "Au revoir, mon ami" he murmured, bending down to kiss Medic's cheek before he knew what he was doing. But Spy quickly caught himself, adjusting his tie as he peered down at the two before turning away.

"Spy is not angry any more?"

Spy stiffened, turning to see Heavy with his eyes half open, still holding Medic like a his favorite stuffed animal. "Euh..." Spy stumbled to reply, "No."

"Oh, this is good," Heavy said happily, grinning widely at Spy.

The masked man shook his head, activating his cloak once more. "You look like an idiot" he hissed to Heavy before heading out of the room, pinching the bridge of his nose as he heard Heavy laugh heartily with disregard to Medic sleeping. As he shut the door behind him he heard the German man's voice asking Heavy what was so funny. But he didn't bother to listen in on that conversation; he just kept walking.

-Author's Note-

So, for the pre-/sequel how do you guys feel about me using their names? None of these characters are canon... It'll be easier to keep track of them that way and make it easier in writing for me... Luckily I remembered to bring the notebook with the chapters for that story written down in it with me to good old Nippon.

As for ASC and YTYBD I'm not sure when I'll be able to/when I will update those two.

It's over! ...hope you enjoyed it, reviews appreciated (: