After the battle, everyone went back to the base In high spirits. Eva especially. Medic greeted the team in a surgical mask and rubber gloves, "I cooked." Was his muffled statement.

Everyone laughed and sat down to their first home-cooked meal in days. Everything was tailored to the person, Heavy got his Sandvich, Sniper got barbecued shrimp doused in vegimite. Spy got some weird French food, Scout a plain hot dog. Engie had a steak, Soldier a burger, Demo some weird Scottish food, and Pyro a salad. For Eva it was a jar of Nutella. This perplexed everyone. They knew Nutella was the best thing to ever grace the Earth, but eating a jar of it by itself, now that was crazy. Spy looked over at her, "Madmosielle...Surely you're eating more than that!"

Eva thought for a second, "Oh yeah!", then proceeded to grab a loaf of bread, "Zere!"

Medic just poked at his salad with a fork, a mischievous smile on his face. "Don't eat it all, you piglet..." He muttered quietly.

Everyone finished eating swiftly and then were left to their own devices. Eva went off to go read a book, as she was bored, and Scout approached Medic. "What da fuck was that?"

Medic laughed under his surgical mask, "It's only an addiction. God knows how she does it!" He said good-naturedly.

Scout dropped his shoulders and just gave up, "So...uhh...How did ya meet that weirdo?" He asked Medic, whose eyes widened behind his glasses.

Medic sat down and sighed, "You really vant to hear zat story? It's a razer long one..."

Scout nodded, and Pyro has joined Scout to hear it as well. The rest of the team somehow found out what was being told and gathered around, sitting on the ground in front of Medic's chair. The German doctor took a deep breath and started to speak.

"It vas Vorld Var Two, und my regiment vas stationed in ze Nezerlands..."

Scout blurted out, "So you were one 'a those goddamned Nazis?"

Medic nodded and sighed, "Do you vant to hear ze story or not?"

"Yeah..."Scout replied, shutting himself up.

"Anyvays, ve vere a mobile army surgical hospital unit, und it vas a razer busy night. Casualties vere coming in by ze zecond. I vas vorking on a patient vhen Major Himmeln called for someone to help and an injured civilian. I didn't see anyone go, so I handed ze patient off to Captain Verner and valked to Himmeln and demanded ze civilian. He led me into a separate operating room, for extreme injuries."

"Zat's vhen I saw her. Even hooked up to IV needles and unconscious, she vas beautiful. Blonde ringlets spread out on a pillow...perfect jawline...ze peaceful look about her..."

Spy flicked his ashes and gave a 'can we get on with it' look in Medic's direction.

He picked up on it and cleared his throat, "Anyvays, I fixed her up quickly and left, trying to forget. I knew she vould have to stay for a veek or so, based on ze severity of ze vounds. So I could get to know her. Vhich vas good for me. Ze next day, I vas told zat ze civilian vanted to see me. I accepted ze invitation vith pleasure. Vhen I arrived, she vas conscious, but zere vas still an IV in her arm. Her eyes darted up to my face and I sat down in a chair next to ze bed. She told me zat her name vas Eva Zufellen and zat ve shouldn't kill her because she vas a full-blooded Austrian and meant ze German var effort no harm. I placed a hand on hers and reassured her zat it vas not our intent to kill her. I can alvays remember ze look of relief on her face at zat moment. Ve talked for a few hours, getting to know each ozer and how ve ended up in our place in ze var. It vas zen zat I started feeling tugs of affection for her as a person on ze inside. I also learned of her strange addiction to Nutella. I eventually left to go do some vork, but my mind vas still in zat room, smiling and laughing vith ze girl of my dreams."

Scout looked at him in confusion, "So how'd ya get her ta marry ya?" He asked.

Pyro nodded in agreement with Scout's question.

Medic smiled evilly, "I'm just getting to zat part." He said, stretching a little and taking another deep breath, "After I had found out about her 'quirk' I searched high and low for just one jar of zis heavenly concoction of chocolate and hazelnut. So I ordered some from ze supply people. I told zem it vas for a special patient. The package vas zere vithin zhree days and I managed to get an audience vith my intended target. Vhen I valked in vith ze package, she just looked so excited. I handed it to her, ze crisp paper vrapping slipping out of my hand. Eva opened it and beheld ze small glass jar contained vithin. She looked at me, smiling, and zanked me many times. But I told her zere vas a catch and she gave me a perplexed look. I told her zat if she vanted it she vould have to marry me. She accepted, hugging me as much as she could and smiled. At zat moment, I zought I vas ze luckiest man in ze vorld." Medic finished, a ditzy smile on his face.

Scout shrugged and stood up, "Meh. I've heard better."

Sniper shot him a look, "But were they real?"

Scout smiled as he started to walk off, "Who knows!"

Medic checked the time and sighed, "Now zen, I zink ve should all get some rest."

The rest of the team nodded and dispersed to their rooms. Medic left last, grinning to himself, "Nutella is delicious."