It was late morning when Ajay woke up. She was laying naked in Octavio's huge bed. She didn't remember taking her clothes off during the night but maybe Octavio did. Her face felt warm as she blushed a little from the thought. She stretched out underneath the soft blankets. "Everything smells like him." She smiled and reached for Octavio be he wasn't there. She was a little disappointed as she sat up. Ajay tiptoed around their clothes scattered about the floor. She stepped into his shower and sat down under the hot water. She hoped the water would wash all the stress away but she was still worried about the issue with The Syndicate and her meeting with Blisk. The water felt good as she scrubbed her body and hair.
She got out of the shower and got dressed, the essentials, an oversized back shirt that hung off her left shoulder, black leggings, and her favorite boots. Her hair hung down to her waist and swung as she walked. Ajay made her way through the house, observing rooms that she didn't get to see the night before. She stopped in one of the rooms as something caught her eye. She was surprised to find pictures of them, when they were younger, hanging up on the walls. She smiled as she touched the frame of a photo of them holding their skateboards up. She eventually found her way back to Octavio's room. She opened the curtain and peered out to the obstacle course in the back yard. She was pretty impressed about how much work he had put into it. She was shortly interrupted by buzzing in her backpack; she assumed it was her phone. She dug through her backpack to find her phone, reading the screen that said unknown number. She picked up the phone anyway.
"Yah?" She was short when she answered.
"Ajay!" Natalie's voice was cheery over the phone.
Ajay peeked at the screen again. She had Natalie's number since she was her coworker now. "Why is she listed as an unknown number?" She was silent for a moment. "Natalie?"
"Oui. I called because I didn't see you listed for Saturday's match." Natalie's voice was still as cheery as ever.
She was relieved when she heard Natalie's French accent, "Yah. But I really can't talk about it on this line."
"Don't be silly Ajay. I am calling you on a secure line." Natalie said in matter-of-fact voice.
Ajay was silent again. She really didn't know how Natalie was on a secure line. She knew Natalie was smart as far as science went but technology? "Are ya sure?"
Natalie giggled, "I know people too, Ajay. I heard what happened. And..."
"How did ya hear what happened?" Ajay cut her off, "Sorry Natalie."
"That's okay. Like I said I know people. I don't know that I can't officially get you back into the game Saturday but I know someone that can unofficially get you into the game on Saturday. He just needs a favor or two. What do you say?" Natalie waited patiently on the other end.
She sat there silent for a moment thinking about the offer. "Che?" Ajay threw the phone up into the air and caught it, nearly screaming into it. She could hear Natalie on the of end asking if she was okay. "Hold on Natalie." She spoke softly into the phone. Ajay turned around to face Octavio. "What's going on Che?" She looked into his beautiful emerald eyes as she spoke. "Natalie knows what's goin on and says that she has an unofficial way ta get me back into the arena on Saturday. I was thinkin about what I wanted ta do." Octavio pulled the phone from Ajay's hand. "Hey Natalie. She'll do it." He paused to let Natalie speak, "Yep, we'll be there. Adiós."
Octavio tossed her phone onto the bed. "You have to meet her friend at your apartment on Saturday. I will go with her to HQ to avoid any attention." Ajay sighed. "Che. This is our life. We both have our reasons for joining the games. Don't back down because some estúpido in an office told you to. You're fucking Ajay Che. Get your shit together." She smiled at him. "Yeah, the fucking Silva and Che shit show continues." He shook his head at her and did his best impersonation of her, "You're not draggin me into this mess." They laughed and Ajay went to slap his arm but Octavio ran and she chased him through the house.
"Che, you know you can never catch me unless I let you." She continued to play his game and chased him through every room of the house; multiple times in fact. "I have been training Silva. Don even tink about usin your stim." Eventually, after five minutes, Ajay gave up. Octavio always won this game because he was built for it. She was about to sit down on sofa but he stopped her, "Che I have something to show you and ask you?" She nodded, almost out breath, "Okay Silva, but can we walk there?" He laughed, "I thought you trained for this?" She tapped him and he pretended to be hurt. "Owww Che! Can you fix me up?"
"Silva quit screwin around." He took her hand and led her through the house and into the garage. On the other side of the garage was a door that she thought just led outside until they stopped in front of it. She reached down to open it and realized it was locked from the other side. Octavio handed her a key with a small metal syringe keychain attached to it. He let go of her hand and motioned for to unlock the door. She slid the key into the lock and listened to the lock click and open as she turned the key. She turned the knob and opened the door. Octavio flipped the light on as they walked inside.
Ajay noticed another door, on the far side of the room, that led out to the front. The room was a large area that housed three beds separated by curtains. There were medical supplies and lots of overhead lighting. A small desk and computer were located in the corner of the room. "Che, will still fix me up?" She really didn't know what to think. She turned and looked at him, "What is all of this?" He smiled and took her hand in his, "It's your own clinic to treat people. Just like you always wanted, I mean if you want it that is." She looked around some more and back to him. "Che. I want you to be with me. Here. If you want to. You can keep your place and use it for matches or whatever you need it for. But..." He stopped and recollected his thoughts. "Will just move in with me?"
She hugged him tightly, "We can use our apartment for matches." He wrapped his arms around her and embraced her, "Our apartment?" She nodded as she pulled away from him to look into his eyes again, "Yah. If I'm living here we can use our apartment on the weekends for matches." He rested his hands on her ass, "Am I moving too fast? With us?" She shook her head at him, "We have waited too long. Don we deserve this? Don we deserve to be happy?" He grinned from ear-to-ear and kissed her forehead. "In this episode of the Silva and Che shit show. The couple gets their lives together and says fuck it!" They both laughed.
Ajay left his embrace and walked around the Clinic. Octavio just watched her and smiled. "Silva this is amazin. I can't believe ya rememba." He pulled the key out of the lock and added a house key to the key ring. "Why wouldn't I remember?" She shrugged. "Ya know how it was and then everythin that happened..." She trailed off for a moment. "It doesn't matter Che." He took her hand and led her into the garage, turning off the lights in the clinic as they exited. "We're here now. Let's just be happy Che." She kissed him hard, "I love ya Silva."
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Bleed, Patch, And Keep Moving - An Apex Legends Story
Fanfiction**I am still releasing new chapters and I am also revising older chapters (as life allows me to). There will not be changes to the story. I am just making the chapters more cohesive. You might notice a shift in chapters. Thanks for your patience** T...
