"Is this goodbye?"

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2 days later and 4 medigun sessions later, Nick was back in the infirmary for a checkup on his jaw. While Hans was touching and feeling for any flaws or remaining cracks, Nick tried his best not to flinch or shiver. He really didn't think Hans was a bad guy, but being alone like this in the infirmary and his passed experience with BLU Medic, made him always feel nervous.

"The bone has healed vell. Nov vill you promise me to be more careful in zhe future?" He didn't look away from the papers on his desk.

"I'll try my best doc. Thanks for the help." Just before he reached the door to the hallway, he heard Hans' voice.

"Catch!" Nick swirled around, barely managed to catch something before it hit the ground.

It was a pearly white and dark red round lollipop, the colors reminded him of a candy cane at Christmas time. Even through the wrap he could smell the sweet sugary and minty scent. He didn't even realize himself that he was smiling broadly before he heard Hans low chuckle. "Do not zell zhe others, especially Scout, he vould beg me forever and I do not have zhe patience for zhat. Think of it as a praise from me."

For a moment Nick eyes darted from the colorful lollipop and back to Hans, he looked confused. "Erhm sorry but I don't quite understand why I'm being praised doc." Hans chuckled again and stood up and started to walk toward Nick.

"For the last few session, you have tried you best to show trust in me and not give in to your fears. For that you get a reward." He placed his hand comforting on the younger man shoulder and pointed at the door.

"Keep it up that vay. Now I have business to attend to, I vill see you later." Nick nodded and put the lollipop in his pocket and went out into the hallway.

Sam was standing patiently on the opposite side outside the door, smiling warmly to the boy. "So how did it go?" A long forgotten feeling ran through Nick's body, a sudden urge to do something he hadn't done in a very long time.. The urge to tease again, so he kept his mouth closed for now.

He looked at the man in front of him and shook his head, Sam looked at him disappointed. "Don't matter boy, a few more days and your jaw should be fine." Nick just replied with a short nod and started to walk toward the rec room, Sam followed silently besides him.

As they walked into the room they saw the big Boris pouting in one of the couches in the middle of the room. "What's the matter big guy?" Sam walked up to the big guy and patted him on the shoulder. "IS NOT GOOD!" He roared into the face of Sam.

"NO MORE SANDWICHES AND I FEEL HUNGRY!" Sam let out a short sigh and Nick giggled, making the big man rather frown deeply.

"IS LITTLE BABY MANS FAULT!" He said and pointed towards Nick, who took a few steppes back. "What'ya talking about Boris? It can't be Nick fault ya know." Sam said and crossed his arms.

"IT IS! DOCTOR NO MORE TIME FOR SANDWICH MAKING TIME!" Boris pouted again, looking rather adorable for such a big man.

Nick smiled to himself and poked to Sam, giving him a paper note and pointed at Boris. He took the hint and handed the small note to the big man, who read it and started to smile broadly. "DA! THIS WILL WORK!" He said and grabbed Nick slim waist and throwing him over his shoulder, making both the teen and smaller stocky man surprised. He only stayed there for a short while as the entered the kitchen a few second after.

As Nick had earth contact he let out a relieved sigh, the whole human contact wasn't as bad anymore, but it still send shivers down his spine sometimes. Sam walked past the big man and looked at both of them. "What in tarnations name is going on?"

Boris smiled happily. "TINY MAN IS MAKING SANDWICH FOR BORIS! Nick nodded at both of them and turned around facing the long kitchen counter.

Making a sandwich was one the easiest things to make fortunately, not that Nick couldn't cook, he just didn't like showing it that much, made him look much girlish than he apparently already was. White bread with a bit of dressing on, crunchy lettuce, some ham, juicy tomatoes, some slices of cucumber, white bread on top and of cource a toothpick with an olive on.

Nick swore he could hear Boris' mouth water and drip onto the floor as he was making him his sandwich. When he was done he turned around and presentet the sandwich on plate, Boris eyed it with great hunger in his eyes and brought it up to his mouth, as he took the first bite, you could see the extremely satified look in his face and he smiled. "LITTLE MAN IS CREDIT TO KITCHEN!" He grabbed the small teen with his free arm and gave him a bonecrushing hug, squeezing the air out of him.

Suddenly Miquel walked into the kitchen, standing completely still and cocked his head to the right. Boris looked at the rubber suited man. and released the teen as the suited man walked over. He was now standing right in front of Nick, looking rather intimidating. He looked down at the teen and suddenly hugged him, the teen flinched slightly and looked at the other two men, who just shrugged.

Sam came closer and whispered very low in his ear. "Give the little firebug a hug back, whad'da ya say?" Nick looked still rather confused, but carefully hugged Miquel back.

"Srr' 'b'tt thht." He muffled apologetic. Nick couldn't resist patting him gently on the head and smile at him, he was about to say something, when he remembered his origin plan to tease and not say anything for now.

A very familiar voice boomed in the speakers around the base. "RED team summon at the front gate NOW!" It was the announcer and she sounded pissed as hell, like they just failed miserably. The group of men in the kitchen started to walk, there was no way to get out of this.

As the walked down one of the hallways towards the front gate, Hans and Billy joined them. "Oi laddies! Anyone know wha' the bloody hell is going on?" The one eyed man looked around him at the men. "No idea partner, but it can't be good if she sounds like that." The others nodded and continued in silents towards the front gate.

Just a few meters from the gate was a big black army truck, but no unfamiliar faces were to be seen. When they all were grouped up, one of the trucks front doors went up and out came a office looking lady. A short mouse looking woman with glasses, her black hair tied up in a tight bun, a knee long beige colored skirt and blue fitted shirt with red collar. It was Miss Pauling, the announcers assistant.

She took out a old looking journal and looked around at each of them. "Nick R. Blanc come forward." The team turned and looked at the teen, who was hiding behind Sam. Hesitant he came forward and stood in front of the group. "You're coming with us. Get on the truck."

Nick's jaw dropped. "Fuck me sideways..."

Sam grabbed him by the arm. "You can talk! Why didn't ya say that before?" Nick pulled his arm to himself. "I just wanted to have some fun.. I didn't know this would happen!"

He turned towards Miss Pauling. "Am I coming back?" He said with a worried tone. She arched a brow and pushed her glasses back on the middle of her nose. "Don't count on it."

Nick clenched his hands and spun around towards Sam. "I'm really sorry! I didn't mean any harm, just to surprise you okay? I'm real.." He was cut of by Miss Pauling. "We don't have all day, get on the truck or I will-" She said in a harsh tone not even looking at him, before getting interrupted.

"YOU AND WHAT ARMY TOOTS? Jack yelled and sneered at her.

She gave him a cold glare. "This one." Almost on cue, 15 heavily black armored men came out from the back of the truck, carrying semi-automatic assault rifles and stood behind her, aiming at the team.

Five of the armored men came towards Nick, but before they managed to grab him, Sam had himself yanked him back behind him. "I'm sorry to be rude miss Pauling, but Nick here is an important part of our team, I need to make sure he comes back." Before she was able to reply to Sam, Phillíp cut her off.

"Oui. A very important team mate to us all, we will need to get him back." The Spy walked over and stood next to Sam, blocking the way to Nick.

She pinched the bridge of her nose in annoyance and glared at the Engineer and Spy. "Please move away from the boy now Mr. Engineer and Mr. Spy. We will use force if we have to." They stood their ground not moving away from Nick.

"Boys. Your know what to do." She said cold and stepped into the front of the truck.

The five guards from earlier was now joined with five more and they walked towards the RED team. Nick took a few steppes back, he was visibly shaking and looking scared as hell. The first 2 guards jumped at Sam and Phillíp, then the other 3 joined in. Soon the rest of the team joined in, Nick stood back horrified. If one of them got shot and died during ceasefire, they would not respawn. It was a mess off yelling, limbs tangling and brutal fighting, when a large bang stopped the fighting.

"LAST WARNING! COME FORWARD OR WE WILL OPEN FIRE!" One of the guards yelled with the barrel of his assault rifle still smoking. Nick clenched his teeth together and walked towards the nearest guard. His team looked at him sad and stood in complete defeat, not being able to do anything.

The man Nick came up to grabbed him roughly by the arm and started to drag him towards the truck. Suddenly he was slammed to the ground face first hissing in pain, his arms grabbed behind his back and his legs held together. One of the guards took out two steel hinged handcuffs, clicking one around his wrists and the other around his ankles. "We wouldn't have had to go this far if you just had co-operated from the start." The shooter from before said and pointed at the truck with his thumb.

They RED teams faces were full of anger, but they still couldn't help him. The feeling of helplessness was one of the worst things in the world, and seeing their teammate being treated like that just made it that much more worse.

One of the guards grabbed Nick's shirt and threw him on his shoulder, without a care in the world about his safety. Nick looked back at his teammates, tears now running down his cheeks. "I'll be fine! Take care of yourselves and be careful! GOODBYE, I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU GUYS!" He hadn't yelled this loudly since the incident with Soldier, but he needed to tell them at least before he left.

Phillíp stepped forward a bit as Nick was loaded up to the truck and the lift started to close. "NICK! PENSEZ-VOUS COMME MOI?" He yelled and looked at boy with a sad look in his eyes.

Nick looked back at him. "OUI! JE VOUS AIME STUPIDE!" He yelled back and smiled sorrowful before the lift closed and the truck started to move. Soon the truck and Nick was gone, ripped out of their family and their hearts.

Phillíp clenched his hands together, turned around and walked in a fast pace back into the base. Sam stood frozen, not knowing what to do. Michael wiped a tear away from his eye and looked the way the vehicle drove away, he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Herr Scout? Are you crying?" Hans looked at him sad, but was pushed away from the teen.

"HELL NO! I just ugh.. Got something in my eye.. I've gotta go!" He ran into the base, wiping his eyes and didn't stop running until he was in his own room.

"This is some real shonky business!" Will said angrily and kicked the ground.

A sudden roar made the remaining men turn around facing Boris, who were crying heavily. "LITTLE MAN GONE! HE MADE ME SANDWICH JUST MOMENT AGO AND NOW HE IS AWAY! IT'S SAD DAY TO BE GIANT MAN!"

Hans patted his elbow "Zhere zhere mein freund. Ve can only hope zhe announcer let's him back, but this might be for zhe better."

"Your right!" Sam suddenly hissed and turned to the doctor. "Thanks doc. Imma gonna go write that little Missy a letter!" Before anyone could interrupt him, he ran into the base and disappeared.

Billy, Hans, Boris, Will, Jack, Miquel were left outside, they walked back to their base without a word, silently wishing to know what to do.

NICK! PENSEZ-VOUS COMME MOI? - NICK! DO YOU LIKE ME?

OUI! JE VOUS AIME STUPIDE - YES I LIKE YOU STUPID!