*Gideon's POV*
A casket with an American flag draped over it. He's in the church alone.
It can't be.
He stands up and walks to the casket.
He lifts one end and looks down at her face.
"No. Please god no! Not her!"
He falls to his knees and sobs.
"Give her back to me!" He shouts. "Give her back!"
He jolts awake, his face wet with tears.
He's been having the same kind of dream for the past few days. She had been avoiding him for the most part, but he watched her from afar. What was it that he told Soap in Russia? "If she wants to stay, let her." So if she wants to go on this mission, let her.
No. That was different. I was there. Mitchell was there. We were together and I could watch over her. He knew that Soap would be there with her, but he didn't like the bastard. He wanted to be the one to protect her. She already told him that he wasn't her protector but fuck that, he was. He felt as though she was his responsibility.
A lot of the other soldiers began to notice how he looked at her, how he watched her. He didn't care. Joker was particularly observant and Gideon had to give in and tell him everything. Joker didn't show him any pity and he appreciated that.
He sat in his office just thinking. How can I stop her? I can't. He was starting to realize that he may just have to let her go on this mission. It made him want to go crazy.
His office door opens and he turns around ready to curse the person out, but it's Mitchell so he calms down.
"What is it?" he asks.
"She'e leaving in a few days and you two haven't been talking at all. Have you decided to let her do it?" Mitchell says.
"I haven't decided anything..." he stops then says, "I told her I was in love with her and she didn't believe me. She thought I was only saying it because she was leaving and...what happened that night."
"Well, maybe you should try talking to her again now that you're a little calmer."
"Who says I'm calm?" Gideon asks.
"This is as calm as you're gonna get, Gideon. Talk to her. Please."
"Fine."
"Good because she's waiting out there," Mitchell nods towards the door. Gideon jumps up out of his chair. "What the fuck, Mitchell?!"
Mitchell just shrugs and leaves the office.
The door is already open, but she knocks anyway.
Gideon was nervous. He hadn't been this close to her in awhile. "Yeah?" He says and she walks in. His heart feels heavy and light at the same time. How does she manage to look beautiful no matter what?
"Hey Gideon," she says. Hearing his name coming from her mouth put him through so many emotions. "Hey," is all he can say. She's quiet for a time then she looks at him," I'm sorry I've been avoiding you."
"It's fine. I know I kinda of sprung that info on you so it's my fault," he says.
"No, it's not fine and it's not your fault. It's mine." She walks over to where he's standing and he can only look at her. "I'm truly sorry, Gideon. Can you forgive me?"
"Yes," he answers quickly. He was happy that she didn't bring up whatsherface. He had broke it off after he realized that she was just a distraction while he tried to figure out his feelings for [your name]. "I can't stay mad at you," he says. She smiles and he forgets everything. He forgets that she's leaving. He forgets that she's been avoiding him. He grabs her and just holds on to her. She's stiff for a moment then her arms wrap around him and all is right with the world.
"I love you, Gideon," she says just above a whisper and he pulls away to look at her. "What did you say?"
"I said I love you, sir."
*Your POV*
I just said it. I just told him. What now?
Gideon was just looking at you. "Please say something." You look down, but he grabs your chin and makes you look at him. "I was waiting for you to say 'but'," Gideon says. You shake your head, "I love you. That's it."
He cups your face, "What about..."
"Mitchell knows. I think he knew without me even telling him."
"But that night..."
"Yes, I know. I can't take it back. I think we were all lost in the moment and I can't say I didn't enjoy it." You smile and he smiles back.
His smile suddenly fades and you know what he's thinking about. He shakes his head as if he's trying to get rid of that particular thought. "If these are gonna be out last few days together, let me at least say goodbye properly," Gideon says.
"I'd like that." He pulls you close again and says, "Meet me in my room tonight around 8." He gives you one of his special smirks. You push your body against his and you can almost feel him shudder, "20:00 it is, sir" and you walk out.
*Mitchell's POV*
She had finally told him. He knew already, but he waited for her to admit it.
She and Gideon were both being stubborn and quite frankly, he was getting annoyed. He approached her at breakfast one day. "Can you please stop avoiding Gideon? I know you want to talk to him."
"Mitchell...I can't."
"Why? Because he confessed to being in love with you?" He sits back and folds his arms. "You love him too. It couldn't be more obvious."
She glared at him, but her look softened quickly and he saw tears in her eyes. "Mitchell, I don't want to leave with things so bad between him and I."
"Then talk to him. Fix it." She agreed and that's when he had went to Gideon's office and told her to wait.
When he walked out and gave her the okay she looked so nervous. "You'll be fine." He hugged her and watched as she knocked and walked in.
As he walked away he couldn't help but feel a little sad. He definitely had an attraction to her...and to Gideon, but it just wasn't meant to be. Even after what happened that night, he knew that he would never be able to match the same feelings for her that Gideon had.
Did it hurt? Hell yeah it did. Would he get over it? He had to.
Two people that he had come to know and love were happy together and he wasn't going to come between that.
Those few special moments that he had shared with her would be enough. The three of them had a special kind of friendship and he would cherish it forever.
*Gideon's POV*
After he talked to her earlier, he went out and got a few bottles of wine so that she had a choice. He had also ordered food from one of those fancy restaurants that women are supposed to like. I don't know what the fuck I'm doing.
If this was going to be goodbye, he had to do it right. She probably thought that he had her coming to his room for sex, and if it happened that was fine, but he wanted to give her more tonight. He wanted to surprise her.
Gideon didn't really consider himself romantic, but he wanted tonight to be special. He wasn't going to try and convince her not to go anymore, but he wanted to make it hard for her to leave. You sly devil, you. He smiles to himself.
His room wasn't what he would call a romantic setting, but he wanted to be alone with her. The room was a decent size and he didn't have to worry about a roommate. The table was perfect for two people.
It was already 6:30 and he had to shower and change his clothes. Shit.
He showers quickly and to really shock her he did something he said he would never do: he put on a suit and tie. No suit jacket though. That was a little too much. He looks at himself in the mirror. He rolls the shirt sleeves up and puts on his tie. I can't believe this. What has she done to me?
He had texted her earlier and told her to wear something nice. He hoped it was that black dress again...and those shoes. Stop thinking about it. Let it be a surprise. Whatever she wore he knew she would look lovely. She looked lovely in everything.
He set the food on the table and looked himself in the mirror for the hundredth time. God, I'm fucking nervous. He runs his fingers through his hair and straightens his tie. You look fine, mate. He checks his watch. 7:45. 15 minutes to go...
*Your POV*
Gideon's text had said to dress up. The man who won't wear a suit and tie is telling me to dress up. How unfair is that?
You were gonna wear that black dress again, but you had found another one and you liked it more. The blue dress you put on fit even better than the black one. You wore the same shoes since he seemed to like them so much. You blush. Stop.
He's seen you without makeup so you're not too concerned about that. You do add some color to your lips though.
You look in the mirror one more time before looking at the clock on your nightstand. 20:00 shit!
You leave your room and walk as fast as you can to Gideon's room. You had almost forgotten where you were. The amount of stares and wolf whistles you got made you a little uncomfortable, but you were almost there. As you stand in front of his door you smooth your dress down and fix your hair. You exhale and knock.
As the door opens you prepare yourself for probably being overdressed, but you're in for a pleasant surprise. Oh my god...he's wearing a suit...minus the jacket, but still! The shirt and pants fit him perfectly and the tie! He's wearing a tie!
"Gideon, you...you look amazing." It almost brings tears to your eyes. You walk into the room and he gives you his infamous once over. You're used to it now and this time you spin around for him. "Flawless," you hear him say. You smile and look around.
"I know it's not really romantic but..."
"Gideon, this is wonderful."
He looks at you for moment and you at him. The shirt is buttoned all the way and it's covering most of his Union Jack tattoo. You really like that tattoo. You bite your lip.
"What are you thinking about?" he asks. You blush, "I'll tell you later."
He smiles and goes to his fridge. "I bought a few bottles of wine. I wasn't sure what you liked so I'll let you pick." You walk over and pick the bottle of red wine. He takes it from you, his fingers brushing yours, and opens it. He grabs the two glasses on the table and fills them. He lifts his glass and says "To love" and your heart melts. "To love" you repeat and you both drink.
You go to sit but he says, "Wait" and walks over to pull the chair out for you. "Thank you, Gideon." He sits across from you and waits. "What?" You ask.
"Ladies first," he points to your plate. It's salmon, one of your favorites. How did he know? You take a bite and make a sound of satisfaction as you chew. "Wow, that's delicious." He exhales, "Oh good" and starts eating.
You guys eat, drink and talk, but not about the mission. You don't want to talk about that tonight.
Your shoes were off and he had moved his chair closer to yours. You loved to hear and watch him talk about things he loved, his eyes lit up. His whole face lit up. "Oh, I almost forgot..." He walks to his fridge and opens the freezer. "Hopefully it didn't get too hard. I know nothing about gelato." Your head pops up, "Did you say gelato?"
He walks back to the table with two cups of chocolate gelato. "Oh my god..." He picks up a spoon, but instead of handing one to you he takes some gelato and feeds it to you. You close your eyes as the coldness hits your tongue. When you open your eyes again, Gideon looks as though he'd rather devour you. Not yet.
"Your turn." You stand up and walk to him. He watches every move you make. You take the spoon from him and sit on his lap. "Would you like some?"
"Yes," he says sounding as if he's in a trance. You scoop some up and feed it to him. "Good?" He nods unable to speak though he already swallowed the gelato. You eat another spoonful as he watched you intently. You're about to ask if he wants more, but then he's kissing you. He puts some on his finger and brings it to your lips. You look him right in the eye as you open your mouth and he slides his finger in. "Fuck me," he whispers as you suck on his finger and swirl your tongue around it.
He's still looking at you as you loosen his tie and take it off and unbutton the first two buttons of his shirt. You trail your fingers over his tattoo. "I love this tattoo." You bring your lips to his neck to kiss it. He tilts his head to give you better access and you run your tongue along it. His arms come around you quickly like he needs to hold on for dear life. "You better stop that or..."
You run your tongue along his tattoo again and he hisses. "Or what?" You say against his neck.
"I...I don't know."
You smile and look at him. You stand up and he looks frustrated from the lack of contact. You pull the straps of your dress down and pull it down to your waist. He's devouring you with his eyes. He stands and unbuttons his shirt and pulls it off. He kisses you again with all the passion in his body. "We don't have to do this. This isn't what I wanted you here for," he says.
"Please, Gideon. I need you. I want you." He doesn't need any more confirmation. He picks you up and you wrap your legs around him. He lays your down and the bed and pulls your dress the rest of the way down. He sees that you aren't wearing panties and there's a fire burning in his eyes now.
He kicks his shoes and socks off and takes his trousers and boxers off at the same time. He had a wonderful body for a man his age. You admired it with no shame.
He pulls you down to the end of the bed and gets on his knees. "Wait," you say and he looks at you. "What's wrong?"
You sit up and hold your hand out to him. He takes it and stands. "Lay down," you tell him. He does what you tell him without arguing. You kneel next to him on the bed and kiss him, starting at his lips and work your way down. You kiss every scar you can find until your reach his hips. You look up at him and he looks at you helplessly. He sits up a little to watch as you kiss both of his thighs and bring your lips dangerously close to his cock. It twitches and you look at him again. "Please..." he begs.
You bring your tongue out quickly to lick the tip and his mouth opens and his eyebrows knit together."Don't..." he says. You kiss the tip and he throws his head back. You make sure he's looking at you again before you lower your mouth on his cock. You move up and down a few times and you taste his pre cum. You love the effect you have on him. You suck on the tip and release it with a popping sound which he seems to like. You do it for a little while longer until he's practically begging you to stop before he cums.
"You...are...amazing," he says breathing heavily. He tries to sit up, but you climb on top of him. You lace your fingers with his as you lower yourself down onto him. His groan almost sends you over the edge already. You move your hips slowly and Gideon grits his teeth and grabs your thighs. You lean down and kiss him. He kisses you back and holds you in place as he thrusts his hips up. You match his thrusts with your own.
"You just have to be in control, don't you?"
He smiles, "Of course." He flips you over while he's still inside of you. Thrusting in and out of you, he tells you how much he loves and and how much he needs you.
"Gideon..." you moan and drag your nails down his back. You feel his body start to tremble and you know he's close, trying to keep control. "Harder Gideon...please." He places his hands on the pillow on both sides of your head. He braces himself and you wrap your legs around him. He begins thrusting hard and fast. "I can't..." he says and you know what he means. "I'm ready. Cum for me, Gideon." He thrusts a few more times, grunting louder with each one. Then he's shouting your name and you feel him pulsing as he fills you and it sends you over the edge. You squeeze him as you ride out your orgasm with him and his hips thrusts of their own accord.
"Shit...fuck...that was..."
"Perfect," you finish for him. He rolls off of you and you both lie there catching your breath. You curl up and nestle into him and his arm wraps around you protectively. "I love you," you say as you fall asleep. You hear him say, "I love you more," as your eyes close.
The sun is just rising as you open your eyes. You move a little and Gideon pulls you closer to him and mumbles in his sleep. You turn your body so you can look at him. Can you really leave now? Do you WANT to leave now?
You touch his face gently and he smiles in his sleep. You laugh softly with tears in your eyes.
Whether you decided to go or not didn't matter right now. What mattered was being here in this moment. Watching the man you didn't plan on loving sleep. This moment matters more than anything, but there were other things and people that mattered as well. You would be leaving so much behind if you went on that mission. Mitchell, Ilona, even Joker. I'd miss them all.
Tears fall down your face, but you stay silent. You look at Gideon again and trace his face with your finger. He wakes up, a little bit at least, and says, "Are you leaving already? I don't want you to leave yet. Don't leave me," then he's sleeping again.
You tuck yourself back in and curl up into his body again. His arm automatically wraps around your middle. "Never," you whisper, "I'll never leave you."
You drift back to sleep with a smile knowing that you are right where you belong.