Medic takes one hand off of Elise's hip and places it behind her head. He tilts his head to the right and continues kissing her, each smack of their lips becoming more fierce than the last.
"Medic," Elise says in between breaths.
"Mmm," Medic groans in response. The tip of his tongue glides across Elise's bottom lip. He pushes Elise in proper position on the bed and crawls on, between her legs.
Elise wraps her arms around Medic and takes his small glasses off, placing it on the little trolley beside the small medical bed. She continues to kiss him, moaning in his mouth. Medic pulls back, looking into Elise's eyes. With soft, delicate fingers, he hooks a digit under her mask. Elise jolts, smacking Medic's hand away from her neck.
"No!" Elise cries out. She stares up at him, his hair ruffled from Elise's exploring hands, his face glowing red, and his breathing deep and low.
Medic leans back on his heels, his knees between Elise's legs. "I-" he starts, but pauses. "I'm sorry."
He gets off the table and picks up his glasses, automatically turning into the mature and composed Medic that he was. He opens a cabinet and looks at himself in the mirror. He takes a comb from his desk and starts to do his hair. He takes small glances at Elise through the mirror, but doesn't hold any eye contact.
"Please forgive my rude intrusion. I don't know what that was." Medic says in the mirror as he fixes up his dress shirt. He then turns on his heel, closing the cabinet, and walks to the bed where Elise lays unmoved. "Shall we celebrate?" Medic proposes as he holds out a hand for her.
Elise looks down at his hands, just noticing that they are stained with blood. With slow movements she takes his hand, getting to her feet and fixing her attire.
"I'm sorry too," she says when Medic leads her out of the room with his hand on the small of her back.
"Don't apologize. I am the perpetrator, and I went on without your consent."
"Well, you technically had my permission. I kissed you back. That's enough evidence of consent."
As they walk closely side by side, Medic steals a glance at Elise.
"Thank you," he says.
Elise looks up at him, a smile slowly spreading.
"It was my pleasure. Thank you for intruding," she giggles.
They near a turn in the hallway, and as they take it, they see Spy leaning on the wall, a cigarette placed between his lips. His arms are crossed and one foot is on the wall. Medic coughs and gets Spy's attention. A small flash of a relieved look crosses Spy's face, but he immediately masks it.
"Let me see," Spy demands as he reaches for Elise's hand.
Medic crosses his path with his arm, and slowly looks up at Spy. "Don't touch her wrist. It is still fragile," he warns.
"No, it's really okay, doc. Look," Elise rolls her wrist and flaps it around. "Perfectly fine."
The Medic and Spy glare at each other.
"So, how about that celebration?" Elise cuts in.
"Ja, that would be great. Let's go."
Medic walks ahead without Spy and Elise. He doesn't turn back as he goes into the war room. Spy and Elise stand side by side. Spy looks at Elise, and after a moment, she looks up at him. He keeps the eye contact, and doesn't break it.
"Um, Spy? We should probably get going," Elise interrupts.
"Yes," Spy looks down then ahead. "You're right. After you," Spy gestures to the threshold of the war room.
"Thank you."
"Cheers to our victory!" Soldier yells.
"Cheers!" everybody else chants. They take a gulp of their beer.
"Cheers to our hard work!" Demoman says.
They drink.
"Cheers for... beer!" Scout barks.
They drink, but Heavy looks at Scout.
"Scout is too young to drink. Here," Heavy passes him the apple juice. The team laughs and they all tease Scout.
"Wow, thanks guys."
"No problem," Sniper grins.
Elise and Spy walk in together, the whole team looking at them. Everybody cheers in the air and greets them to the table. Spy is the bravest to grab a bottle and take a drink. It is silent as they wait for his verdict.
After a twisted an disgusted look, Spy puts the beer down. "Cheers."
Once again, the team cheers. They all drink their beers and laugh.
"It may not be as good as wine, but it'll do." Spy smirks at his team.
Elise just stays out of the group, moving into the kitchen area where she can be alone. She can hear her team yelling and chairs falling. "They must be playing a game," she thinks to herself.
As soon as she knows she's alone, Elise lets out a sigh and finally releases her breath. "What was that back there? What was I thinking?! Kissing the Medic? Am I crazy?" Elise whispers to herself.
It feels like she's been in the dim lighting in the kitchen for over an hour.
"It did seem nice though."
The men laugh loudly again as she can hear Scout chanting, "Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!"
Soon all the men start chanting. "Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!"
The sound of a bottle smashing and Medic's voice yelling, "Ja! I am the Übermensch!"
Elise looks up at the dark ceiling. Her mind is spinning and she starts to feel a migraine coming. She rubs her temples and sighs. "Why the hell am I here?"
Two years after her incident, Elise didn't have a job. She was almost homeless. If it weren't for her clumsiness, she wouldn't have stumbled upon the ad; promoting the job of being a worker at RED. The little envelope was torn up a bit, and it was stained brown from the muddy waters when she had found it. These kinds of ads weren't often seen where she came from; up north with igloos and polar bears. Canada, at that time, was after all, a new country. She had never left the country, but she was desperate for a little money. So, being the sneaky little peasant she was, she stole some nice clothes and broke into a house to steal all she needed for the long trip.
"Elise," Medic slurred as he leans his arm on the threshold of the open doorway.
"Medic," Elise responds with wide eyes.
Medic stumbles towards Elise and takes her shoulders after putting his bottle of beer on the counter behind him. In the dim light, Elise can still see his face. His face is red and sweaty, just like back in his office. His breath has a thick stench of alcohol. His hair is ruffled like before.
Elise's eyes widen as she realizes what he just said. "D-did you just call me Elise?!"
Medic gives her a goofy smile and bites his lip. He leans in closer to her ear and whispers. "Yes, I did. Such a beautiful-hick- name," Medic hiccups.
Elise trembles in Medic's grip and stares into his eyes. "I don't think you should address me by my name when we're around them," Elise gestures to the yelling men in the other room.
Medic doesn't break the eye contact. He stares at her, and doesn't let it go. He leans in and kisses Elise.
"C'mon, put up a fight!" Elise yells in her mind.
Medic wraps his arms tighter around Elise and gets so close that it gets hard to breath for her.
"Mm-Medic," Elise mumbles from between her lips.
Medic licks Elise's lower lip for entrance. She doesn't open. He pulls back, staring into Elise's eyes. He steps back and leans on the counter across from Elise. He waits. She takes this short amount of time to examine the drunk German. He's no longer wearing his lab coat, he's just in a dress shirt with rolled sleeves, and a beige waist coat that hugs his fit figure.
In the dim lighting, she can still see his expression. A very stern and commanding expression. It makes her feel like she's done something wrong. Like how an owner would be towards its pet, such as a dog, if it did something wrong. That's exactly how she feels. She feels guilty for something that she didn't do. He waits. She follows.
Elise looks at the Medic, who stares back. He turns away and looks at the wall to his right. She's hit again with the feeling of guilt.
"Yes! Three pairs baby!" Scout yells from the other room. "Read 'em and weep, suckers!"
"No," Spy stops Scout. "Royal Flush."
The team laughs at Scout and they cheer.
Elise looks at Medic, who is ignoring her puppy eyes. Elise reaches to Medic's side and takes the full beer bottle and chugs it all. Then, she slams the bottle on the counter and pulls Medic's neck to her face. She gives him little butterfly kisses, leaving trails on his neck and jawline. He fights, but Elise keeps him near. She forces his face to hers and she goes hard on the kiss. She can feel the alcohol starting to kick in, and she moans when Medic bites down softly on her lip.
"Yo, get the Medic man! It's his turn!" Scout yells at the Heavy.
They stop their make out session. Medic pulls away, and tries to control Elise as she tries to attack him again.
"Medic?" Heavy's heavy footsteps approach the threshold.
Swiftly, Medic places another kiss on Elise's lips as he opens the fridge, motioning to Elise to help him.
"Doctor?"
"Ja, Hea-hick- Heavy?" Medic replies as he looks up from the fridge, his hands full with closed bottles of beer.
"You play Spy in poker. He is good, but you are better, da?" Heavy smiles and opens the fridge wider, exposing Elise. "Is new Spy! Hello!" Heavy smiles and takes the beer bottles from her hands. "Heavy will help," Heavy offers.
He leaves with a crate of beer, leaving Elise and Medic alone once more. She looks at his mouth; chapped yet they still look soft. One more little kiss, and they're out.
"Ja," Medic stretches his body and sits down, placing the beer on the table. "Deal me in."
The game goes on for hours, and it's already really dark outside. Most of the men have retired to their rooms, other than Demoman, who passed out on the couch two hours ago.
Medic and Spy are still going on in the game. The only people awake and watching in the room is Spy, Medic, Pyro, Scout, Engineer, and Elise.
"Yo, guys, how much longer?" Scout complains.
An airy gust comes from Pyro's mask, a sound similar to a yawn.
"Two pairs," Spy flips his cards up with a sigh of frustration.
Medic shows his cards. "Three."
Both men have bags under their eyes, and they are on their eleventh round of beer.
"C'mon Pyro, let's go. I'm tired as hell." Scout gets up and stretches, patting Pyro on the shoulder. "Good night guys."
"Good night Scout," Elise says.
Engineer holds his head up with his hand; the one with the rubber glove. After a couple of minutes, Engineer's face smashes onto the table. It jolts him awake.
"What?!" Engineer cries out.
Spy shushes him and takes the cards.
Engineer yawns and stands up, stretching out his stout body. "Give up Spy," he says. "You know Medic won't lose."
"No," Spy snaps. "I know I can beat him."
Medic takes a swig of his beer and laughs. "Yeah, I'd like to see you try."
Spy stops shuffling, and glares at the Medic. "You don't think I can do it?"
Spy's voice is very condescending, and this change in atmosphere shakes Elise's nerves. "Uh-oh, something's going to happen," she thinks in her mind.
"No, because being the very impatient man you are, you will just give up and go to your room," Medic grins.
"Well, you can shove that theory up your ass, because I'm not giving up. I'm still young and have enough energy. Unlike you, an old Nazi who's crazy and lazy!"
Medic gets up from his chair, his momentum sending the chair onto its back. "Crazy Nazi?!"
"Whoa, Medic, calm down!" Engineer holds Medic's arm.
"Do you really want to go there?" Medic yells.
"You guys are going to wake up the team!" Elise speaks up.
"You shut your mouth! This doesn't concern you!" Spy snaps at Elise. He gets up and walks around the table.
"Don't talk to her like that!" Medic scolds. "You are in no place to talk to a woman like that!"
"What are you going to do old man, huh? Bite me with your dentures?!"
Medic points a finger at Spy's chest and pushes him with great strength, just from one digit. Engineer goes in between the men and pushes them apart.
"Alright, fellas, that's enough fighting!"
Medic backs down and turns away, running his hand through his hair.
"Coward," Spy whispers.
Without warning, Medic turns around and punches Spy right on his nose.
"Agh, shit!" Spy curses as he falls onto the table, back against the hard wood.
"Stop! Medic!" Engineer cries out. "Don't hurt the guy!"
Medic takes hold of Spy's lapels and slams him on the table. "You still think I'm and old man?!"
Spy head-butts Medic. He kicks his leg and causes the Medic to kneel.
Spy takes his hair and slams his head on the wall, repeatedly.
"Spy! Stop!" Elise yells out as she tries to pry his hand off of Medic's head.
"Get away!" Spy yells as he pushes her towards Engineer.
Elise's eyes cloud with anger and adrenaline. She takes out her knife and stabs it straight into Spy's shoulder. He curses and holds his wound. Elise folds up her knife and prepares to fight him.
"You little bitch!" Spy yells. His blood his everywhere now, and he swings a punch at Elise. She dodges it exactly how she did in training, and knees him in the stomach. Spy doubles over and coughs up blood.
Elise goes over to Medic and helps him up. His face has an open cut on his eyebrow, and his lip is also split badly. She turns back to the Spy, and gives him a deadly glare.
"What's wrong with you?!" Elise hisses. "You're fucking crazy!"
"Go, take your Nazi away from here!" Spy counters. He takes an empty beer bottle and throws it at Elise. It hits her back, and smashes on the floor.
Elise takes the Medic away from the kitchen and helps him to the medical bay. Once they get there, Elise closes the door, and the Medic limps to the medigun. He flips the switch and inhales, as if he was relieved of all the pain.
"Danke, mein fräulein." Medic says as his wounds seal up like clay.
Elise watches in amazement as Medic's face is restored from it's busted and bloodied state, to its normal and fixed structure.
"This thing is really amazing," Elise whispers as she leans on Medic's desk.
"I know. Sometimes it's like a drug to me," he laughs.
"Medic," Elise starts.
"Yes?" Medic gives her all his attention.
"What was that? Let me rephrase that. What were those? Those... little make out sessions?" Elise asks as she starts to blush.
"You tell me. I'm just as confused as you are." Medic smiles and traps Elise in his arms by putting them on both sides of her.
"I don't know..." Elise hesitates. "But I-"
"You, what?" Medic persists. He gets closer and closer to her face, his eyes never leaving her lips.
"I liked it." Elise unintentionally purrs.
"Mmm," Medic moans. "So did I."
A knock sounds at the door, just as Medic is about to go for his kill. He sighs in frustration and clears his throat. "Who is it?!"
"May I come in?" Spy asks quietly.
Elise and Medic look at each other and then look away.
"Ja, come in." Medic says as he takes a couple steps back. Elise stays on his desk.
Spy opens the door slowly, walks in smoothly even though he's all broken, and closes the door quietly. He walks up to Medic with elegance and gives a small glance at Elise. "I'd like to apologize for my behaviour. It was inappropriate and immature of me to speak to you like that. You don't have to forgive me, but just know that I feel terrible for what I did." Spy turns to Medic, his nose still bloody and his shoulder is as well. "I'm sorry for injuring you. I am not in the position to hurt a teammate."
Medic looks at his face and at his suit. He sighs and gestures Spy to the bed. Spy does as he commands and waits for his treatment. Medic turns his medigun and aims it to Spy's shoulder. The skin under his suit heals and new skin covers his flesh.
"Merci, doctor." Spy says quietly.
Medic goes over to the other side to aim it at his face. He puts a hand on Spy's shoulder and smiles sincerely. "It's alright, herr Spy. I think it was the beer that got into our brains."
They both laugh and they smile at each other.
"That was one hell of a celebration, don't you think Elise?" Medic asks as he smiles at Elise. His smile was very innocent for a man who enjoyed killing.
Spy's smile fades slowly as he looks between the two; Medic and Elise.
"Sure was," she blushes but looks away, trying not to be obvious. "So, do you guys start fighting again tomorrow?"
"Nein," Medic answers as he takes out a bottle of pills from his cabinet. "After such a long losing streak, the Administrator finds it in the darkest part of her heart to reward us for our hard work after so many failures. Such a confusing woman, she is."
"Yes. Very confusing. And very rude." Spy adds.
After the Medic turns off the medigun, he hands Spy the same bottle of pills that he gave Elise. Spy gets up from the bed and examines his shoulder. A ripped suit, with blood stains everywhere.
"Great, a suit ruined." Spy sighs.
"Sorry about that," Elise apologizes.
"Don't apologize. This man has enough suits to provide for a whole country." Medic laughs and opens the door for both Spies to exit. "Have yourselves a good night."
"Adieu, doctor." Spy thanks him one last time and pats him on the shoulder.
Elise walks up behind Spy and glances up at Medic. They share a small moment of just smiles and eye contact before Spy turns around. Elise pats around her suit jacket and tells Spy to wait. Elise goes back into the office and followed close behind her is Medic. Once the door closes, Elise and Medic share one last kiss.
"Goodnight kisses?" Medic asks with a grin.
"Yes," Elise says as she pecks his lips again. "Goodnight, Medic."
"Goodnight," Medic starts. Elise puts her hand on the handle and looks back at Medic. "Elise," he finishes with a playful grin.