Addicted to You

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a/n: Alright, ya'll remember I don't know shit about shit. Especially when it comes to the military/Marine Corps. I did a lil research but not nearly enough for all the shit I write to be accurate. If I get something wrong, feel free to correct me:) Anyway, these next few (maybe only one--I haven't planned that far ahead yet lol) will be different because they'll be apart. So the chapters will be their facetime calls lmao.

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"Hey, babe, what's up?"

"Are you...ok?"

"Huh? Yeah--why?"

"Um--this is the first time you've answered my calls in a while and you're out of breath and have blood on your face."

"Oh, right--it's not mine."

"I don't know if that's more or less concerning."

"Hold on.", Atticus ran around the corner and squatted behind a building. Her typically long and wild curly hair was slicked back in a bun and she looked oddly good in camo green, "Ok, what are we talking about again?"

"Why you have blood that isn't yours on your face."

"Right. Well, training's been proving to be more difficult than I remember. Because all these stupid fucking kids can't learn how shit works around here. And apparently, no one understands that whether I'm a woman or not, I outrank them which means they have to listen to my commands. Do they? N--", her rant was cut off by a huge 'BANG' in the background, "Shit! God fucking damn it! Give me a second.", Att placed the phone down, "What in the fuck do you ass clowns not understand about don't do anything unless I tell you to fucking do it!"

"It's not our fault you're going soft on us Parker."

"I'm sorry, what?! Yeah, well you can tell me all about who's going soft when you're done running laps."

"How many?"

"Until you learn one, how to stop complaining like a little bitch and two, how to address me properly."

She picked up the phone again, "So as you can see, I'm tired of their bullshit. One of my recruits had a problem, tried to deck me in the face so I beat the shit out of him. Simple."

"You are terrifying."

"Damn right. Just wait 'til I get to pepper spray them. I don't understand why everyone tries to fuck with me? I am the worst person on planet fucking Earth to fuck with!--Why are you looking at me like that?"

Spencer's face was turning pink and he was biting his bottom lip to disguise a smile.

"I'm doing it again, aren't I?"

"Yeah."

"God damn it."

"It's cute, I like your accent."

"No. I hate it."

"Why?", he pouted.

"I don't know, Spence. I just do."

  "Sooooo...why does everyone think you're 'soft' now?"

"You're kidding right?", she laughed but he shook his head, "I don't know, baby, maybe it's...because I'm on the phone all the time, or it could be the locket, you know what? It's probably the promise ring."

"Me?! They think that because of me?"

"Yes!--Well, kinda. They think that because I won't tell them anything about you."

"Why not?"

"Because they don't need to know that they're right. And they most definitely do not need to be up in my business like that. The fuck?"

"Well,at least your voice has gone back to normal."

"I fucking hate you.", she giggled. 

"Thanks, I miss you too."

"Yeah, I know.", Atticus was still laughing. 

"What?"

"Garcia's been calling me to give me weekly updates on you."

"Did you ask her to do that?!"

"No! She just does it. And if I don't answer she texts me."

"Well, what does she say?"

"....Classified information."

"My own feelings that are being secretly evaluated are classified to me?"

"Yes."

"It's fine. I'll get it out of her eventually."

"Ayo, pretty boy, let's go!", Derek called out.

"I have to go. Love you, bubba."

"Love you too."

Atticus walked back towards Flores, another female Staff Sergeant, "So, who's babe?"

"Shut the fuck up."

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a/n: I know this probably wasn't super interesting since it's just dialogue. And all I can think about is stupid fucking headcanons HAHAHAHA. But, like I said this format isn't permanent. I'll probably only do one or two more like this.