HIM OR US

Madeline sorted through paperwork, one of the scouts had managed to sneak into BLU, after the team received a tip that a RED train had delivered ammunition, food, extra mercenaries, it was possible a briefcase of information was there. It was only being held for the day by RED, before it was to be moved, and what a lucky tip; a briefcase it was, and a RED briefcase BLU now had.

"The extra mercenaries are going to be so troublesome." She sighed, loud enough for the other medic, tending to a Scout's leg, to hear her.

"Ja, I swear, I saw TWO different Soldiers." He said. "TWO. Let us hope zhey did not get a second Heavy Weapons, ja?"

"Yeah, lets hope they didn't." Madeline replied. As she flipped through the manila folders, she found a familiar label.

A folder labeled 'RzUYW3ZWs'

She opened it, inside was everything. All the original documents, photos, notes, along with the papers the deported Spy had found or written, tucked in neatly together with paperclips.

"Hey, Medic," She said, head tilted towards her shoulder. "Has this base had alot of troubles with deportation? You mentioned the Soldier, and..."

"Honestly, ja." He replied. Medic answered too quickly for Madeline to be comfortable. "Everyone but I und zhe Scouts were deported here. Und of course, zhey did zhings to have BLU come to deport zhem again. After zhe Soldier incident, zhe company zhreatened to rig zhe place vith bombs."

"...They can't do that!" Madeline gulped. "I thought companies don't allow the death of their workers?"

"Zheir workers are zhe paper pushers who try to use contracts to buy all zhe land RED owns." Medic explained. "We are zheir tools vhen zhe paper pushers are failures at zheir jobs." Medic told the Scout that he was going to be fine, and that he could leave.

"It was a threat though, right? BLU didn't really put bombs all over this fort, right?" She grew more nervous. He didn't tell her about bombs.

"Zhey did. Zhere is probably six... no, eight bombs in zhis med bay, alone." He said.

Madeline quickly shut the folder. "Medic, this folder in my hands is the reason I was deported." She remembered he praised honesty.

"...VHAT?" He yelled. "Vhat do you mean, you have zhe file!"

"It was in the RED briefcase, just like how the last time I found this!" She dropped the file back on the table, and pushed her fingers through her light brown hair. "It's information that's most likely on Rousseau, too!" She covered her mouth; she probably shouldn't say how much she knew out loud like that.

"Zhey vill not zend anyvone to get you, Madeline!" He said, trying to keep his voice down. "Zhe Soldier vill try to kill zhem und you!"

"We can't just let this place blow up!" Madeline groaned. "This is all on me, everyone else here knows nothing about the file!"

"Und Rousseau?" Medic said, hands shaking. "Vas zhat file hidden?"

"Yeah, the Spy at Viaduct knew about this, he looked into it, he was deported to Viaduct because of this file, and when it made it to me, I got three other people deported." She muttered. "I shouldn't tell you, you're going to get in trouble too!"

"Nein, Madeline, if BLU co. finds out ve even have zhis, zhey vill probably ignite zhe bombs!" Medic began pacing the room.

"Crap, crap, crap!" Madeline began to really panic. "If they take the files, they're probably going to take Rousseau too."

"You have to let zhem!" Medic warned. "I am zorry, it is him or all of us!"

Madeline froze. BLU co. would take Rousseau along with the files? She teared up at the thought.

"No!" She screamed. "They don't know anything about him." Medic put up his hands, trying to calm his medic comrade down. "No, Medic. They won't know how to take care of him, they'll treat him like an animal!"

Medic grabbed Madeline in his arms. "Fraulein, it vill be okay. BLU vill not kill him." He could feel his coat grow wet as she cried on his arm.

"I'm so sorry, last time, I-I got everyone d-deported, and and now, I...I..."