She was sitting with some soldiers, eating and talking casually.
Black whale, a french soldier, sat across her, Charging Eagle and Mad Mastiff sat right and left of her, while Dizzy Cow was placed right next to Whale.
He wasn't very fond of his name and tried to keep it a secret, hoping everyone would just call him Steve.
Nobody did though.
Eagle was from Japan and spent a lot of time with her, trying to improve her Japanese. I his mind, she was quite fluent, but she wanted to learn it mainly to speak with Kazuhira and she was just to shy about. He constantly dragged her to just talk to him and that he'd be surprised and extremely happy about it, but she was still afraid that she'd make a mistake and "Fuck it up", as she'd put it.
Mastiff was from Sweden. A calm guy who was somehow too much into being calm and chill. He could be found all over the base, just snorting away the day, relaxing wherever it would fit.
Steve thought was from Dallas, Texas. Even thought he wasn't as huge as Mastiff nor as agile as Eagle, he was a good soldier. He was tall, even thought he seemed small next to Mastiff who was close to 7 foot, but he would be intimidating, if he wasn't the cutest, most childish boy on the base.
Not just extremely young, but also failing at every task imaginable.
She giggled at a joke from Mastiff as the room suddenly got terribly quite.

Some whispering made it seem even worse.
The woman frowned and stared at the soldiers at her table.
"What's going on?", she asked a little uncertain, until someone cleared his throat right behind her.
She turned around to see Ocelot, smiling at her, with a bouquet of flowers so big and beautiful, it reminded her of wedding decoration.
In a matter of seconds her cheeks flushed red and she just stared at him in shock.
The canteen was completely silent and they seemingly stood in the center of everyone's attention.
Snake sat at the other side of the room, staring, while he dropped his spoon.
Miller was sitting next to him, wiggling back and forth on his chair: "Boss? What is happening? Why is it so quiet? I can't see shit Snake, answer god damit."
"These are...gorgeous...I...", she stumbled across her words and his rather shy gaze turned into an amused smile.
He still didn't say a word and she felt in a state somewhere between being embarrassed in front of all these soldiers and in bliss by the stunning flowers.
"Well...", Ocelot looked down at the flowers in his hand, "I guess i'll have to confess that these are not from me."
She relaxed a little. Good. At least she wouldn't have to find a proper way to say thank you now.
"But...", she still smiled, tracing a few of the white roses with her finger.
A whole bunch of different flowers of different colors where arranged nicely and in harmony, creating a really magnificent mandala made of pastel toned flowers.
"Who is it from then?", she suddenly finished, looking up to him again.
Ocelot took a piece of paper and read: "The man who sold the world.", he shrugged, "No idea who that is. That 'present' just appeared out of nowhere. It was addressed to the angel so a soldier had me delivering it. Because...you know...we're close and stuff"
He went on and on talking, about that maybe it was a soldier on the base who fell for her, but she just stared blankly into nothingness.
Her face seemed terribly pale by now, only her cheeks still appeared more red then usual.
"The Man who sold the world...d'you have an idea who that is?", Ocelot asked her.
"N...no...no Idea Ocelot.", she lied, still staring straight through the flowers.
"Really? I...can't get rid of the feeling i heard that before..."
"No you didn't. Must be your imagination.", she stuttered, stood up, took the flowers and left.
"Thanks for dropping them off-", was all Ocelot heard from her before she'd rushed out of the building.
"Strange...", he whispered.
"What the fuck did just happen?", Miller hissed.
Snake gulped, jumped up and rushed after her without saying a word.
"Snake? Boss? Can anyone tell me what happened?", Miller asked angrily, sitting alone at his table.

"Wait!", he called after her.
She was walking along the base, seemingly getting to her room and appeared as if she didn't hear him call.
"Come on!", he groaned, jogging.
"Where are you going?", Snake asked, finally next to her.
She seemed stressed and stared at him.
"Nowhere?", she stuttered.
He chuckled. "You walk pretty fast for someone who has no direction whatsoever, Darling."
She didn't reply.
"Hey...", he stepped in front of her, touching her shoulder. He nearly didn't saw her behind all these flowers, "Are you okay?"
He frowned and seemed concerned, she looked down and bit her lip as if she was in pain.
"I'm...fine.", she nodded.
She walked around him and went on.
Snake just stood there for a while, sighting, before running after her again.
"Sooo...who are these from?", he asked with a smug smile.
"I don't know...", she said nervously.
"Was there no...you know...card or something?"
"Yes there was. But it's nonsense.", she nearly hissed.
"Can i see it?"
"No."
"Please?"
"Snaaake."
"Okay..."
They walked in silence for a while.
The Boss was off duty that day and wore a simple grey sweater he got from her, after he woke from the coma.
Actually, she'd explained, he'd got it shorty after he fell asleep.
It had been in a dark green Box, with a beautiful blue silk bow on it, he'd remembered.
It said Diamond Dogs on the back, something Ocelot had made a few months after he'd woken up.
"What does it say?", he asked her. His smile was gone and he seemed concerned.
She sighted. "I shouldn't tell you..."
"Why not?"
"I can't tell you. Not yet, sunshine."
"Come on..."
"It says: from the man who sold the world.", she quoted.
He frowned. "Isn't that a Bowie song?"
"Yes..."
"So this guy, whoever he is, knows you love Bowie...interesting."
She started laughing. "I told you. Nonsense."
"Maybe it's me you know.", he grinned.
"You? No. You wouldn't be that good at picking flowers.", she smirked.
"Guess you're right. I gotta find this guy."
"Why?", she got nervous again.
"No one sends you flowers but me.", he seemed serious and then smiled.
She chuckled. "You never sent me flowers."
"Doesn't mean anyone else is allowed to.", he shrugged and she laughed.

They arrived at her door and looked at each other.
"What are you up to today? Want to be shot again?", he smirked.
"Very funny. Wow."
"No, seriously."
"I have a few meetings at my schedule, since my BOSS didn't allow me to work yesterday...", she sighted.
"Wow. Your Boss must be an asshole."
"He's not that bad you know...", she smiled, "He's pretty Big. I wouldn't argue with my Big Boss if i were you."
"Oh...well he truly sounds pretty awesome...i better stay away.", he laughed.
"What are you up to today? Heard it's your free day."
"Gotta meet with Miller. He wanted to explain the next mission."
"Good luck, sunshine. We meet at 7 for dinner?", she asked, looking at her watch.
"As always. Uhm...Ocelot will be there but Miller said he needed to do something...guess we'll eat without him this evening.", Snake frowned.
She sighted. "Damn...i'll talk to him. He needs to eat."
She shook her head and pushed the handle down.
"See you...", he smiled.
But she'd already disappeared behind her door.
He sighted and stood there for a while, before turning around and wandering back.

She was nervous.
This was dangerous. Since when was he so stupid and naive?
"Oh Jack...", she groaned, "you stupid little idiot..."
She sat down and put the Flowers in a vase.
There was a small package of chocolate. Expensive chocolate.
She opened it, just to find a small letter.

I'm kinda lonely,you know?
How about a small visit?
Just a day or so.
You haven't called in forever.
I need to know how things are going...
See you
BB

Underneath that were a few numbers. Coordinates.
She groaned even louder.
"You stupid piece of shhhh...", she stopped herself there, nervously ruffling through her hair.
She jumped up, walking through the room.
This was way to dangerous. He wanted this whole Venom thing to succeed, didn't he? He was risking the whole mission, because he felt lonely?
She sighted and looked back at the letter.
"Still the same, huh?"
Her gaze wandered back to the present.
"At least you got better in picking flowers..."

A knock at the door could be heard.
Eli looked up, but didn't really care.
"Mamba? Are you there?"
It was HER voice. Okay. Now he did care. A little...
He stared at the door and then back to his work: Carving "Snake Sucks" into the ground of his room with a kitchen knife he'd stolen.
"Eli?"
He sighted.
"WHAT?", he yelled.
"Should I leave?", she sounded kind of sad and his heart dropped a little.
The Angel was just about to go, when the door was suddenly pushed open.
He held it, scanning the floor.
"Are you alone?!", he hissed.
"Yes.", she smiled at him.
"Come in...", he mumbled and stepped aside.
He closed the door behind her, after scanning the floor a second time.
Eli crossed his arms, looking as angry as possible, leaning with his back at the door.
He imagined her to be angry and scold him, just like Ocelot did.
His whole room was covered in little drawings and anti-snake paroles. There was barely any space left at the walls, well, at the places he reached.
"What do you want?", he shot.
"Babe...", she frowned, "Where did you get the paint?"
"I just got it, okay?"
"Did you steal it?", she asked, walking up to him.
He stared up at her, "Maybe?! What if?"
A sweet smile appeared on her lips, as he caressed his hair. He tried to get away from her touch, turning away.
"That's my boy. Talented as always. I need to get some paper for you! This talent has to be used..", she smiled brightly now.
He felt his cheeks flushing slightly again. His arms dropped to his side and he just stared up to her. "Wh...what?"
"I am serious! You are really good at this, Darling. I will get you some paint and paper, so you won't have to steal that stuff anymore. It's way to much effort.", she put her hand at her hip and smirked proudly.
He trembled slightly.
"Ah...and by the way, i didn't saw you in the canteen this morning, so i thought you'd might be hungry.", she held up a small silver box, "I made you some breakfast.. You gotta get bigger and stronger.", she smiled that smile again.

He still just stared at her.
Still a little unbelieving.
"... ... ... ... ... What?", he asked again, as if stuck in a loop.
She chuckled and touched his hand, carefully pulling him over to his bed, where she sat down and gestured for him to do so too.
Without looking away from her he sat down next to her.
She didn't stop smiling, while she opened up the little box and got some sandwiches out.
Putting one on his lap, she took the second one in her hands and started to eat.
"See? Not poisoned."
He blinked rapidly, then looked up and down between her and his sandwich before reluctantly taking it in his hands.
She nodded encouraging and without really thinking about it, he started to eat too.
Smiling brightly, she caressed his little head.
"Is it okay?", she asked carefully.
"It's delicious...", he muttered.
"Were you hungry?"
"A little...", he continued mumbling.
"Aw...", she frowned and lay an arm around him, "You never have to be hungry, okay? Just come to me...i'll figure something out."
He looked up to her.
"Are you sure?"
"Of course."
"And you are not angry?"
"Not at all.", she smiled.
He looked down for a while, before whispering:
"Can you...call me names again?"
"Everything you want, Puppy.", she whispered back and he didn't dodge away as he leaned in to her embrace while eating.

He loved Mother Base. Really did.
He loved breathing in the somehow salty air and feeling the cold night breeze on his face.
And he loved his Chopper.
Pequot proudly grinned at the shining metal as he finished cleaning and sighted in delight.
Staring up, he noticed the stars, which shined way above the glistening lights of the base, mirrored in the roaring ocean.
Done with work for today he hopped inside to get his jacket, which he had left on his seat. Although it was a somewhat stormy night, it still was pretty hot outside, typical headache weather.

He went on to grab the dark leather jacket, through it over his shoulder and was about to turn around, as he suddenly jumped.
„Well hello there.", she greeted silently, sitting lazily on the seat she always sat on.
Pequot exhaled shakingly and chuckled.
„You scared the hell out of me, Miss."
It was dark in the Copter and he only noticed her silhouette, stretched in the dark.
„Sorry boy."
„What's up?", he asked, a smile on his face, leaning his shoulder against one of the metal walls that surrounded them.
She didn't move at all. Looked like a statue in the dim light.
„You prepared for a small tour?", she spoke, swallowing a few letters.
It was her casual way of speaking, espeacilly when she was tired or bored and he got used to it, but it confused him this time.
„Are you sure?", he asked, shifting slightly, loosing his cool pose.
„Are you. Prepared.", she asked again, very clear this time.
„Uhm...ehm...yeah i mean...i just cleaned up and...maybe in an hour or-"
„Now.", she spoke and it seemed to be more of a command than a question.
„Well...yeah?"
„Start this thing then."
He stared at her, a very uncertain, confused smile on his face.
„Uhm...", he chuckled, „Is...is this a-a test or a joke or somethin'? Like...now?", he asked.
She through him a glare and his smile rapidly dissapeared.
„Okay okay...", he mumbled and got into his seat, starting the helicopter.

He watched her, still worried.
This sure as hell wasn't usual. Not for him, nor for her.
She just stood there, on a rock, staring into nothingness, in the middle of Afghanistan.
He pulled his jacket closer around himself. It was freaky cold there.
She would go to missions. Often even. With the Boss and once or twice a month on her own, but never like that.
Never in the middle of the night, out of nowhere, without saying a word and without gear.
She just casually stood there.
He'd put down the Chopper and she'd just jumped down, walking a little, staying right there, staring.

He saw her looking at him, calling him over with a small gesture of her head.
Not even knowing if he had the permisssion to be here, with her, in the first place, he walked over to her.
„Listen..", he started, a little unnerved, „I don't know if anything happened, or if you're okay, but i really think we should go ba-"
„Shhh.", she stopped him, raising her hand.
„Uhm...okay..."
„Can i trust you?", she looked at him. Her eyes seemed unusual big and glistened a little.
„What?"
This was strange. They didn't flew a long time, but simply staying here, in the middle of nowhere, scared him a little.
„Can I?", she repeated.
„Sure?", he asked, „I guess."
She sighted and stared forward again.
He watched her. She seemed to be a little uneasy herself, although she still seemed like a statue standing next to him.
„I need to go somewhere. You have to take me there. And No one is allowed to know.", she nearly whispered.
He stayed silent for a while.
„You mean...not even-"
„Not Big Boss, Not Miller, not Ocelot. No one. But you."
„I do not know if i can do that..."
„You'll have to. Or we will have a problem."; she turned to him and he felt a little intimidated.
He just looked at her.
„We WILL have a problem, because i already told you...", she spoke and came closer.
„Okay okay.", he backed off and chuckled, „I uhm...i won't tell anyone, okay?"
She blinked a few times. „Good."
„May i ask where we go?"
„No."
„Okaaay.", he nodded, „so...is this like a special mission or something?"
She sighted and her hand glided through her hair: „Will you calm down if i tell you that it is?"
„I would calm down if you tell me anything actually.", he laughed shyly and stared at her.
Being alone with her always made him a little nervous. Being with her AND the Boss made him feel even worse, cause he was always afraid that Snake would notice him looking a little too long.
„I...", she started, playing with a long stray of hair, „I'm going to get the birthday present for the Boss. And we can't let ANYBODY know.", she finally smiled again and he felt way better.
„Okay...that's cool...", he nodded.
„Feeling better?"
„Yes."
„Perrrfect.", she smirked and turned around, leaving him standing at the edge of that cliff.
He watched her walking back to the Chopper.
„Uhm...so we got here so that nobody listens...", he ran up to her, ruffling through his short hair, grinning like an idiot, „So it's really just us, ey? Like a team? Partners?"
„Yeah...", she mumbled.
He held out his hand to her, as she jumped into the machine, ignoring him.
„Are you...and the Boss...just you know, by the way...now that he isn't here...and...it's just the two of us...Are you two..."
„No. Not really."
„So that means...", he shrugged, „That you are...singl-"
„Don't even think about it, soldier.", she chuckled and he rapidly spun around.
„Okay! Don't mind...uhm...okay...we'll go back home", he laughed it off nervously, starting the chopper.

Well hello there my dearests.
I hope you're having a magnificent evening, morning, or anything in between.
First of all I'd like to thank you for still having interest in this story.
Seriously.
I mean it.
It's extremely lovely.
As lovely as the lovely comments you left me. (Keep 'em coming mates, they really make my days).
SO yeah. I don't even know what else to say at this point. I'm just very thankful and i hope i'm able to provide you with some (somewhat...) quality content.

To answer that question:
No. Angel isn't really her name.
Angel is more or less a titel, just like Miss or Lady or whatever they call her.
I wanted to keep it as private as possible. Players/readers choice.
She can even be a he if it symbolises you, as the player/ reader best. Just so you feel comfortable.
Means: If you want her, while reading, to be called Angel...SURE :D
I really just want to make you feel welcomed while reading.
Thank you for that sweet, loving comment, feel hugged and invited over for tea.

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