MISSION BEGINS IN FIVE MINUTES

I groaned with a loud yawn, lifting my head off the desk while lazily wiping my eyes. What time is it? How long have I been out? I leisurely got up from my chair and peered down at the papers I was sleeping on. Ah yes, I was looking over intel last night. How could I forget? The announcer clearly alerted the team that the mission is to begin soon. I might as well hurry up and prepare. And by prepare I mean fixing up my bad case of bed head. How troublesome…

MISSION BEGINS IN SIXTY SECONDS

I've already confirmed with Engineer that I'm going to be researching BLU's intelligence from now on, also making sure to brush out the frizzy strands standing straight up from my head back in my dorm. Now I'm mentally preparing myself for today's clash, urbanely flicking the cigarette I lit a couple minutes ago to my side. Most of the team always gathers at the front door of our base to get a head start of the skirmish.

"Spyress!" Medic's voice rang out behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see the doctor pacing towards me, his expression serious. "May I talk to you for a zweite?"

I turned to him curiously, putting the drag between my lips. "But of course, doctor."

He motioned for me to follow him into the hallway outside of the room. Medic's air turned grim after we closed the door behind us. I dropped my smoke as the man raised a saw to my neck, pressing against my stomach with a gloved hand so I'd be pinned to the wall.

"What iz zhe meaning of zhis?" I almost cried out. I'm certainly taken aback. Has Medic finally gone insane from war?

"You vill listen to me, Spy." Medic threatened sternly, not letting up on aggressing me. "I saw you steal zhe papers from RED's briefcase zhis morning. Did you zhink you could get avay vith it?"

"What are 'ou talking about? And I told 'ou my name iz Spyress!" I hissed at him. "Your accusation makes no sense, by zhe way. I was with Engineer zhis morning only to go to my dorm for a short time afterwards."

"You vould vant me to believe zhat, vouldn't you?" Medic chuckled darkly at me. I couldn't understand what was going on at all.

"Wait. 'ou think I am zhe BLU Spy?" I asked in disbelief, slightly chuckling at the thought.

"It's not funny, Spy. I know zhat you are disguised. Drop zhe act." Medic demanded flatly, poise still frozen in place since he first attacked me.

I then realized this wasn't something to make fun of. He's being serious. "Medic, I cannot be zhe BLU Spy eef 'e 'as not arrived until just an hour ago." What will it take to calm him down other than common sense?

"Enough time to sneak over to our base und infiltrate our defenses." Medic smiled a sadistic smile, one I never saw spread across his face since I've been here. "Too bad it was all for nozzing."

I found my voice after recovering from astonishment. "Ask me a question only I would know zhen. If I get eet wrong you can kill me." Risky, yes, but it's the only way to get out of this ridiculous situation.

I saw the doctor bow his head in thought. Lowering the saw just a tiny bit, he hummed in confirmation. "Vhen vas zhe last time you and Sniper snuck out to engage in sexual activities?"

I choked on the breath I was holding and only managed to twist my face in disgust. "NEVER! Zhat iz foul! 'ow do 'ou expect to know zhe truth about my identity eef 'ou make up absurd merde?"

Medic let go of me, returning to his more positive self. He laughed and put his weapon away. "Like zhat." He then stared at me with a relaxed demeanor as I dusted myself off with a frown. "Zhe BLU Spy vould not have acted as such. He vould have tried to make up zhings as ve vent. Entschuldigung, Spyress."

MISSION STARTS. RETRIEVE THE BRIEFCASE

I sighed, hearing my team members shout battle cries as they ran out into the battlefield. I might as well forgive Medic for his assumption since having Spies over for a sleepover and such isn't very rare. "Anyways, what were 'ou talking about earlier? 'ou saw me take papers from our briefcase?"

"Ja. I chased after you but you disappeared behind a corner. It vas obvious zhe BLU Spy had somehow broken into zhe base." Medic ran a hand through his hair, clearly stressed.

"Zhat means 'e's still around 'ere zhen…" I murmured, raising my alertness' and defenses. "Go out into zhe field with 'eavy. I will take care of zhe Spy."

Medic raised his hand in protest. "You can't-"

"S'il vous plait." I quickly talked over him. "Go."

I took out my lighter and a new cigarette as the Medic grunted with disapproval but left anyway. I inhaled deeply on my drag and made my way through the hallway towards RED's intel room. The bullets clicked into the slots as I loaded up my revolver. If I'm to take out the Spy I'll need to be prepared. As of now we are both practically the hunted. The down of all this though is that he has the advantage of stealth since he's in my base. The Spy has probably been watching us all morning. I exhaled a puff of smoke before turning a corner and pointing my gun at nothing but air.

I cleared my throat and continued into our intelligence. There on the table was the briefcase. I saw that it was indeed broken into due to the fact that the thing was opened wide for me to look into. Even though we're not allowed to look into our own team's intel I had the urge to maybe peek over the papers lying out. It's quite tempting… I tucked my revolver away into my suit as I strutted casually towards RED's briefcase. Carefully, moving papers aside like I was defusing a bomb, I peeked slyly over one paper. Much to my surprise I saw the picture of our old Scout attached to a document.

My mouth was suddenly covered with something moist like a wet cloth. I tried to wiggle out of my oppressor's grasp but everything started to turn black and fuzzy. Soon nothing could be made out when I moaned as a final struggle and slipped into a creeping darkness.

Sorry for the shortness of this chapter but I like cliffhangers. Besides, I fear my chapters might have been too wordy. Thanks for reading guys! Reviews really help keep me motivated. =)