Author's Note: And now it is time for the...DUN DUN DUUUUNNN! THE ANONYMOUS REVIEW REPLY! XD
limeth: I know...it's sad...but don't worry, everything will work out fine in the end. :D
Hrr: Yes, I'm happy too that the BLU Spy's nice to her. :D
And on another note, I have a very good story to tell you about by Lilith-Hoshi: "To Follow the Rouge". It is VERY GOOD and I would like you to read it if you want! Thanks for reading and enjoy this next chapter!
Nicole woke up, crying in agony at the sharp pain on her lower left arm.
"Zush! Don't move, I'm ztill operating!"
Her amber eyes opened to see a bright light above her. "Am…I dead?"
"I'm zurprised you're not." She heard the Medic's voice.
When her eyes completely focused, Nicole saw a ceiling light above her and shadows of figures and felt the hard, steel table that she was laying on. "What…happened…?" she suddenly gasped, "Wait! Do I still have clothes on?!"
"Ja, ja, I'm not zhat crazy to do something like zhat to you…zo you ztill have your tattered clothes on, I promise…"
Nicole sighed of relief. "That's good."
"I see she's recovering just fine."
Nicole's eyes widened at the sound of the distinctly recognizable voice. "Jèrèmie…is that you?" she slowly lifted her head to see where the voice was coming from, but a gloved hand gently touched her right cheek.
"Please don't move…you could hurt yourself even more. Just stay still until Vinzent is finished…"
Nicole couldn't turn down on his command. It was in a soft and soothing voice that calmed her down. She gently set her head back down. She looked over to her right to see the BLU Spy towering over her and smiling faintly. She smiled back.
Vinzent picked up a syringe containing orange liquid. "Hold still, feigling, this will only sting for a moment."
Suddenly, Nicole felt a needle puncture into her upper right arm and inject the formula into her body. She almost let out a shriek in agony, but the Spy's hand quickly covered her mouth, preventing her to scream any louder. The burning pain of the injection was intense, but as quickly as it came, it faded, only to have the small lingering pain. Once Jèrèmie's hand was lifted, Nicole gasped. "What was that?!"
"Zat was a healing medicine. Ze vound quickly heals once I inject ze medicine directly into ze injury. It's excruciating, but it works."
Nicole groaned. "Yeah…it is…What else do you have to do?"
"Vell, I have successfully removed ze bullets that vere still in your body and used ze Medigun vhen you vere still unconscious, vhich significantly healed ze vounds…but it wasn't good enough…" The Medic chuckled darkly.
"Uh…are you actually trying to save my life?" Nicole asked, becoming a bit worried.
"Ja…it is ze Spy's request, after all…"
"R-Really?" She looked over at the Spy.
"Oui…I cannot stand losing a fellow comrade."
A mixture of feelings was taking over Nicole. "Oh…Jèrèmie…" she couldn't think of anything to say, her emotions she felt were too powerful.
That's when another shot injected into her left leg, just below her kneecap. Nicole groaned in pain, clenching her teeth together. She also felt the Spy's hand squeeze her own, as if trying to help her ease. But just like before, the burning pain softened again.
"Zhere…I zhink zat should do it. Another zuccessful procedure always does me good." Vinzent laughed. The Medic looked over at Jèrèmie. "Now, I vant you to keep a good eye on her. Make sure zhe doesn't move much before zhe fully recovers. Let me know vhen you have any questions…or if you vant me to perform a real surgery on her…" he snickered.
Jèrèmie nodded, releasing Nicole's hand. "Very well…" he gave the Medic a peculiar look. "But no surgery…"
Vinzent frowned, crossing his arms. "Fine… Aber es ist viel mehr Spass mit der Chirurgie... Ich liebe, Blut zu sehen..."
The Spy rolled his eyes as he looked over at Nicole. "I don't really trust him…He might kill you if he gave you surgery." He whispered softly with a smirk.
Nicole giggled quietly, then suddenly frowned. "Should I laugh at that?"
"Nein…" Vinzent growled, picking up another syringe with light-green liquid. "Hold still…I promise you von't feel a thing…and zhat it von't kill you…"
"What?" Nicole asked, before feeling a needle poke through the side of her neck. And in seconds, she blacked out.
Nicole's amber eyes opened. "Wha-?" she blinked several times before her vision completely focused. "What was that all about?" she tried to sit up.
"No, chéri, you need to rest…"
A gloved hand pressed against her forehead, forcing her head back on the soft pillow. Nicole looked to see Jèrèmie, sitting by her beside. She smiled weakly. "Oh… Jèrèmie…what are you doing here?"
"I was…worried that jou would try to run off again." The Spy chuckled.
"W-Why would I? I mean…I'm still in pain…" Nicole smirked.
"From the bullets…or from Vinzent's operation?"
Nicole's smirk disappeared. "Uh…both, I guess…"
"Don't worry, chéri, as long as you let the wounds heal, you will be perfectly fine."
Nicole's smile reappeared. "Thanks, Jèr…"
The Spy smiled back at her, his chocolate eyes glistening in the light. "Je vous en prie."
Nicole giggled. "Ugh, you know I don't understand French!"
"C'est l'amusement de cela, non? Il est bizarre de voir que vous avez tout à fait troublé." Jèrèmie teased.
Nicole sighed. "Never mind…" she paused for a moment. "Hey…uh…Jèrèmie?"
"Hmm?"
"What happened to the battle before? Who won?"
Jèrèmie frowned, looking quite serious. "Nobody…"
"What do you mean?" Nicole asked.
"It seemed that the REDs gave in as soon as you were shot down…They think you are dead…and they are mourning at the loss."
Nicole gasped. "No…Please…they have to know I'm alive…barely!" her body began to tense up.
"Now, now, ma cher, don't strain yourself…It will make the pain worse." The Spy placed a hand just above her heart. "Everything will turn out fine in the end, I promise."
She flinched, but it was ever so slightly. "Can't you let them know that I'm not dead?" Nicole asked hopefully.
"They would think that I am lying…They know better than to trust an enemy Spy."
Nicole grimaced. "Oh…I see…"
"But you can trust me…" Jèrèmie stroked the girl's cheek gently.
Nicole flinched at his touch. "It seems that way, since I can't trust anyone else on your team…"
"I understand…My team is not taking your presence very well like I hoped…"
"What for?" Nicole asked, "The REDs took me in very well…so why not the BLUs?"
"Unlike those foolish REDs, my Team does not accept you as a comrade, probably because you are a girl…Not only that, you were with the REDs, meaning they think you like them better."
Nicole turned her head away from the Spy, ashamed. "Well…the REDs were very nice to me…and they seemed to be my only friends at the time…and the BLUs aren't nice to me at all…"
"Ahem…"
Nicole shifted her eyes towards the Spy. "Well…I meant most of the BLUs…"
Jèrèmie smiled, "And…?" he asked.
"What?"
"Anything else jou would like to add to that?"
Nicole frowned, confused of what the Spy was trying to suggest. "Uh…that I trust you a little bit?" she said quickly.
One of Jèrèmie's eyebrows arched. "Do you now?" he smirked.
Nicole gasped, realizing what she said. "Oh! Um…uh…"
"You cannot hide the truth, ma chéri, I know jou trust me…" the Spy chuckled.
Nicole eyes widened. "Uhh…ummm…" she sighed and slightly shook her head. "I give up…I actually trust…you."
"Very good, I knew you would." Jèrèmie gave Nicole several pats on her head.
Nicole cheeks flushed into a bright red of embarrassment. "Oh…you…" she moaned.
"Get some rest, chéri, you're going to need it…I'll let you have some time alone." Jèrèmie stood up and began to walk away.
"Wait, Jèrèmie!" Nicole cried.
The Spy stopped and turned to her.
"What room is this?" Nicole asked, "And how did you save me when that sentry was nearby?
"This is my room, but you are welcome to use it anytime. And I was able to destroy that sentry with my electro sapper before coming to jour rescue. Bonne nuit, ma chéri, rêves doux." With that, Jèrèmie left the room, switching off a few lights closing the door behind him.
Nicole looked around the low lit room. It was simple, with blue walls and a tiled floor. Next to the bed was a wooden night table. The ceiling had a single light hanging from it.
"I wonder what time is it…" Nicole asked herself, closing her eyes, "Maybe it's alright dark…Man, I can't believe it's easy to lose track around here. I just hope things will get better eventually…"