The sun was burning Sniper's skin. He was barely walking on the dusty ground searching for help. The enemy Pyro set his wood view on fire, before he tried to escape. Now his arm and waist were burned and he felt enormous pain. Sometimes his eyes went off, so he saw only pitch black or green. When this happened he had to sit down to keep himself awake.
"MEDIC!" He cried from his last forces. Then he kneeled. He was decided to die. He didn't mind. His parents will never see him and he will never see them. He will never see the rest of his team. But then some friendly hand grabbed him and pulled him away from the sun. Then he fainted.
He woke up in poorly lighted room. He lifted himself into a sit and looked around him. He was sitting on a metal table. On his right side was a little wheeled table with operating instruments. He recognized only scalpel, bone saw and rib spreader. On his left side were a lot of machines and gadgets. Next to the walls were shelves with medicines and healing stuff. He has to be at his team doctor's operating room. He looked at himself. He had his uniform on, but it was burned on the edges. His right hand and waist were bandaged with brightly white bandages. He tried to move, but pain caused him to lay back again. He closed his eyes and tried to not focus on his pain. But then he heard some strange noise behind his back. He turned his head and saw Medic's head behind the glass window on the door leading to surgery room. He heard water floating. And then he heard Medic's voice. He was washing his hands and singing.
"Halt dich an mir fest, wenn Leben dich zerreißt." He tried to sing a high tone, but he did that terribly. He started to dry his hands with towel and continued with singing. It wasn't bad, but high tones were really awful.
"Ich kann dich dich an mir fest, weil das alles ist was bleibt. " He held the melody still and sometimes he hit the right tone. Medic entered the room and started to sing quietly. He went to the operating table where was Sniper lying and pretending that he is asleep. Medic put his bandages down and looked at the wounds.
"Ich lass das Licht an bis du schlafen kannstdoch du wälzt dich hin und her." He singed almost by whisper while he was looking at Sniper's wounds. He carefully picked up his injured arm. But then he was interrupted by quiet knock on the window. Medic looked up and smiled happily. Sniper opened his eyes just a little bit to see what is happening. He saw Medic's smile and his white teeth. Perfectly white teeth.
"Oh, sind hier meine kleine!"He said and went to open the window. Sniper heard a quiet cooing full of enthusiasm. Sniper had never spoke German fluently and he had no idea what Medic recently said. He has to learn that language. Sniper opened his eyes wide and slowly turned his head towards the window. Medic was standing there, back to him holding a little dove on his finger. It started to coo very loudly and messed with itself. Doctor had to catch gently it's wings.
"Archimedes, meine Liebe, leise! Wir wollen nicht, der Patient zu wecken!"The dove cooed quietly and nodded it's head. It looked like it has understood. Sniper slowly turned his head back and closed his eyes. He heard the wing flapping and Medic started to sing again.
"Schläfst die Nächte von mir abgewandt,bist du einsam neben mir..."He was singing quietly and Archimedes was cooing in the rhythm. Sniper was barely holding his laughter. Medic went to the left shelf and took a glass beaker full of some strange liquid. He went back to the table and tilted the beaker above Sniper's injured hand.
"What is that?" Sniper asked suddenly when the fluid dropped on his flesh. Medic jerked.
"Ah scheiße, was machst du? Oh, traurig… …ehm… ...sorry. Since when are you awake?" He asked when he stopped to talk German.
"Since you washed yer hands outside." Sniper answered with a grin.
"Zo you heard me zinging." Medic stated with a worried face. Sniper frowned a little.
"Yeah, I heard." Medic made a 'oh crap' face, blushed and he poured the liquid on Sniper's burned flash again. And nothing happened.
"So, what's that stuff?" Sniper asked again and pointed on the beaker.
"Zhat is the Medigun filling. I thought zhat it should treat you in the raw state, when the normal liquid dindn't work." He said quickly.
"And why it didn't work? You always heal our team with the adapted one and so on, I don't understand it much." He said with an confused expression.
"Because I don't heal your team, trottel."
"So, ye'r RED?" Sniper sat straight immediately. He should know it earlier. But both Medic's are without their cloaks alike. The only difference is their tie. As he sat up, his burned body parts hurt him much. He hissed out of pain. Medic touched gently his healthy arm and pushed him back.
"Yes, I am RED but zhat is not changing zhe fact zhat I am a doctor." But then he looked pensive.
"Well, after zhat accident I am not doctor anymore, but who cares?"He laughed and looked at Sniper's wounds. He shook his head.
"It looks zhat I don't have a fast treatment for this…" The white dove shivered on his shoulder and cooed. It flew down from it's master's arm and went close to the burned flesh of the other man. The dove started to review Sniper's arm with appetite and when it wanted to peck ,Medic intervened.
"No, no, no, no ,no. Zhat's not good. You have to leave us." He grabbed the bird and brought it to window where he released it. Archimedes was cooing angrily but he flew away.
"I am sorry for my bird. Zo, where was I? Yes. You have two opinions. Your wound won't be healed quickly. Zo you can go back to the BLU base and get healed by your Medic, or you can stay here and you won't have to move somewhere else." He finished and leaned on the edge of operating table. He started to look at Sniper, waiting for his answer. He tried to move with is injured arm, but the pain was too strong. He frowned.
"I'd rather stay here."He said and rested on the table.