The early morning scent sneaked into the warm room along with first rays of sunlight. In the room was a double bed and on the bed was a dark blue sheet, in which two bodies were tangled. They were warming and comforting each other with their presence. They were sleeping; Viktor laid in Liam's arms. They looked like two spoons in a row, motionless, just their bare chests rising and falling in sweet slumber. The whole scenery was calm for maybe thirty seconds, but then quiet beeps scared the silence away. Liam's wristwatch alarm clock beeped and he woke up almost immediately. He pressed the turn off button and looked, fully awake, at the smaller body lying so close to him. He remembered the first time they woke up together under the bride three months ago. That night they didn't do anything like they did last night; they just fell asleep together, propped against the concrete pillar. That morning was shy, uncertain and almost awkward. This morning was completely different. Liam placed his arms around Viktor's waste and nuzzled into his neck. The smaller man shuffled under the touch and sighed. Liam's hands left the waste of his boyfriend, he propped himself up, so he can see Viktor's face and with his left hand he pressed the tip of Medic's nose like it was a button. His features tensed and he made a tiny, uncomfortable noise. His eyelids trembled and he opened his eyes slowly. Viktor looked around himself, not knowing for the first second where he is, but then he realized. He turned to Liam and smiled at him.

"Good morning" The older whispered, turned fully to his boyfriend and hugged the marksman weakly, but lovingly.

"Mornin'. How did ya sleep?" Viktor chuckled.

"Just skip the cliché Liam. You don't really care." Liam patted Viktor's back and laughed along with him.

"Maybe you're right." He said after they stopped their giggles. But then Viktor laughed again.

"Did you really zhink zhat you had a heart attack when I left your wooden view?" He asked between laughs. He knew the embarrassing heart attack accident; Liam mentioned it last night when they were done.

"Yes I did. I went to our team Medic to get my ribcage opened and he found out that nothing was wrong with me." Viktor bursted into harder laugh.

"You have to be really bad with anatomy and biology when you can't see zhe difference between heart attack and symptoms of being in love." He murmured and slowly his laugh faded away. Liam just grunted as a response.

"Ya'll have to teach me more." He said in a low voice, faking the seductive stare. Viktor cracked in smile again and turned his head away in laughter. Liam smiled and put his hands on Medic's naked sides.

" For instance, what's this? I have no idea." He caressed his sides lovingly and jerked away, when Viktor slapped his hands playfully.

"Oh, stop it you! What time is it?" Liam looked at his wristwatch.

"6:30. You have to be on your base at seven, right?"

"Actually yes, but at seven I have to be ready to fight, not just awake." Another grunt from Liam. Viktor smiled in the apologizing way and shifted in the bed. He propped himself and sat straight.

"I think I better go now." Liam sat straight as well and and hugged Viktor from behind.

"Don't leave me."

"I think I have to."

"Not yet."

"But I-"

"Stay here, with me."

"Liam." Viktor said softly. Marksman's muscles relaxed and his hug went weaker.

"You know zhat I would love to stay, really, I would. But I have to go. I'm never late, If I am now, zhey'll get suspicious. We can't risk zhis." Liam sighed.

"I-I know, I was just…trying to be nice." Viktor smiled and turned to face the Australian.

"Zhat's all right. Don't worry; I believe things will get better by the time." He placed a little kiss on Liam's nose, got up from the bed and began to pick the clothes up from the floor, where they were lying all the night. Liam watched him as he dressed up to his dark trousers, white long sleeved shirt and red tie. He put his high leather boots on, stretched his body and smiled at Liam. He stood up from the bed as well, wearing just the dark blue sheet, reached on his nightstand for glasses that Viktor left there last night. He came closer to the smaller man and put the glasses on his eyes.

"Be careful today." He said and let his hand fall from the frame of the glasses on Viktor's cheek.

"You too." German said and kissed Liam's lips lightly. They pulled back with a smile and then Liam opened the door for Viktor. He went down by the three little stairs, then turned to Liam and before he went, he whispered 'I love you' so only Liam could hear it. Then he turned to his base and ran towards it, limping slightly. The marksman smiled, closed the door and began to dress up.

The paper folder fell against the dark table and some photos nearly fell out of it. A strong, scarred hand lifted the folder, opened it and looked through it rapidly.

"Iz thiz evidence sufficient?" The man asked roughly and took a deep breath of his cigarette. The man behind the desk closed the folder and blue helmet sitting on his head swung as he leaned towards the table.

"I knew it! Yes, they are convincing enough." He said simply, his voice loud and resolute.

"Are you going to inform the Administrator about thiz?"Another strong pull from the death stick.

"Not yet. What would she do to them? They would both get dishonorably discharged and that's what they both want. No, no, we have to wait…" He leaned back into his office chair and stroked his chin.

"And what about diz?" The smoking man put the cigarette away and relied on the wooden table.