It had been a week since the incident in the cafeteria with Doc, and Lion was mostly past it. The wounds, though, still remained. He had been able to talk to Montagne about how he was feeling since Twitch had been getting called away to so many operations. Montagne had given him the best advice he could, but being 50 with no children- he wasn't exactly much help; but Lion was still thankful nonetheless. "Just remember, I'll always back you on whatever choice you make," Montagne had assured him. It meant everything to Lion, as Montagne was his first, albeit, best friend. "Lion," Montagne called after him. "Hmm?" Montagne reached out and handed Lion a small envelope. "I have to go to the shooting range to aid Thatcher with the recruits, can I trust you to run this errand for me?" Lion slapped a hand on Montagne's shoulder and gave him a subtle nod. "Of course, mon ami!" Lion said with a chipper tone. "Merci beaucoup," Montagne said leaving in a hurry. Lion opened the envelope and read the note inside of it. His smile and high energy disappeared completely as the words on the paper sucked the happiness right out of him. "I need my pain medication refilled, please see Doc in the infirmary about my prescription. Thank you -Gilles" Lion growled throwing his hands up in the air. "FUCK!"

Lion scanned his I.D. to unlock the door to the infirmary. He slowly made his way to the pharmacy and knocked on the counter. "One second!" he heard Doc call from the back. There were footsteps as Doc made his way to the front. There was the click of a pen followed by a few more steps, and Doc stood face-to-face with Lion. His face went void of any emotion as he made eye contact with him. Neither said anything to the other, they just stared for what seemed like an eternity- the silence eating at their nerves. Lion cleared his throat as he presented Montagne's prescription. "Gilles needs his medication," Lion said dryly. It was more of a command than a request. Doc reached across to take the paper from Lion, who held it for a second before releasing it to Doc. He inspected the paper to ensure that it was a legitimate prescription, and not Lion trying to finesse free drugs. "Un minute," Doc said walking to the back.

Lion walked around the pharmacy looking at all of the certificates, diplomas, and awards Doc had procured over the years. He stopped to read a newspaper article that hung in the middle of all Doc's achievements. The picture under the headline looked so familiar. Lion began reading, and discovered that it was a picture of the small village he and Finka had been in during the end of the Ebola epidemic. The article was to thank Doc for his donation of over a thousand vaccines to the residents of that village and the three neighboring towns that surrounded it. It was dated exactly three days after Lion and Finka had destroyed the spore releasing the virus. "Hmm. God bless him," Lion said to himself. "Here." Lion flinched as Doc's voice penetrated the silence. "Sign here," Doc said presenting Lion with a clipboard. Lion signed for the prescription and turned to head out of the infirmary when he stopped just before opening the door. "Do you know when Emma will be back?" Lion asked out loud. He heard the faint scribbling of Doc's pen as he waited for an answer. There was a loud click before Doc replied, "If I knew, you'd be the last person to know." Lion gripped the door handle hard, his knuckles white from the immense pressure. Of course Doc knew, but he would never tell him.

Lion placed Montagne's prescription in his pocket, and he started towards the training field. The popping of pistols growing louder in his ears with every step Lion took. He walked up to Montagne from the right, pulled the medicine from his pocket, and slapped it hard against Montagne's chest. Montagne looked at him surprised. He was caught off guard twice in one take by Lion. The first from Lion sneaking up on him, the second from the demented look on Lion's face. The air went still as Thatcher ordered the recruits to cease fire and inspect their targets. "There was no kissing and making up like you expected. Next time you need me to run an errand, make sure it's ten thousand yards away from that man," Lion said bitterly. Montagne hadn't expected him to know that in addition to Lion fetching his medication for him, his favor was supposed to be the chance for them to apologize to each other. "Fookin' ell, what's 'is problem?" Thatcher asked handing Montagne a spare clip. Montagne shook his head. "I tried to tame the king of the jungle."

The heavy smoke of a cigarette circled itself around Lion's head. He took a long drag and held the smoke inside of his mouth. It burned his lungs, choked him, and gave him the escape he needed from the everyday bullshit he had recently been encountering at base. He wished Twitch never convinced him to leave him apartment only to come back here. He loved serving as part of Rainbow, but what's a team if the members hate each other? "Smoking again I see." Lion parted his lips letting the smoke expel itself from his body as he looked over at Finka who stood with her arms crossed. She held a look of disappointment on her face, but what was another face that was less than happy with him? She held out a hand, bending her fingers in a summoning motion. Lion sighed giving her the cigarette. She took a long drag on it herself before tossing it away. "That tobacco tastes cheap," she grumbled sitting beside him.

Lion smiled a wide smile chuckling to himself. "It is cheap tobacco," he mused. Finka gave him a short laugh shaking her head. "I haven't seen you in a while. For someone who's so worried about me, you've sure been missing lately." Finka ran a hand through her hair and shrugged. "I've been, for a lack of a better word, occupied." Lion didn't buy it, and he made sure she knew it by the look on his face. "I can worry about you without being up your ass all the time, you know," Finka said with aggressive sarcasm. "Ahhhh, there she is." Finka rolled her eyes making a show of her gagging at his sentiments. There was a heavy silence between the two. That was the bond they had. Silence until words were required, which was starting to feel like the time for them. "You remember the day I suggested you should join Team Rainbow?" Finka asked. Lion nodded his head slowly allowing a smile to creep across his face. "You looked at my jacket and told me to join. That was pretty much that." Finka giggled and gave Lion's arm a friendly slap. "But do you know why?" Lion leaned forward resting his arms on his knees. He shook his head and shrugged looking over his shoulder at her.

Finka placed her hand on his back and leaned forward to better see him. Her eyes locked with his as she spoke, "It was because I saw that you were someone who knew what needed to be done and did it without hesitation. So my question to you now is, why do you hesitate?" Lion's eyes glossed over as he stared at her for a few moments before dropping his head and shrugging his shoulders. "I just... I just want to make sure I'm making the right choice. That my decision won't cost me anymore than it has." Finka patted his back drawing his focus back to her. "Olivier, it's not a decision for just you, it's a decision for everyone. This is no different than what you do in the field, only, you've had more than a split second to think. Now, it's your time to act. Don't wait, because just as in the field, waiting will hurt you more often than help you." Lion took a deep breath and gave her a sharp nod. "I can't do this alone." Finka smiled patting his hair. "I know, honey. She'll be back soon enough. In the mean time, find a better brand of cigarettes for us to smoke."

Six sat with her arms folded on her desk staring at Lion who sat across from her. The only sound in the room was the quiet ticking of the clock above her office door. "Well?" Six said interrupting the silence. Lion wrung his hands as he built up the courage to speak. "Madame Six, I came to request a leave for three days." Six tilted her head back to peer down her nose at Lion. Lion sat forward in his seat with an urgency. "Ma'am please, I know I requested a week earlier this month, but these three days I'm asking for are very important. It's regarding my son, and it's a matter very important to-," his words died out when Six raised a hand. "I had heard talk that your performance had been lacking due to that specific situation. I wrote it off as just speculation, but this request more than completely validates those rumors." Lion sat back in his seat. He was confused on where Six was going with this. Why couldn't she just give him a simple approval or denial? "Lion, I feel it would be in the best interest of the team, and yourself, if you took care of this right away. I'm approving your request, only because we need you with a clear and focused mind." Lion could have hopped across the desk and hugged her. She was clearly being more than generous to him, and he thanked her profusely for it. He was on his way out when he stopped to walk back to her desk. "I have one additional request," he began. Six motioned with one hand for him to continue. "If it's convenient, may specialist Twitch join me?"