Wicked (MaskedMexican)

Chapter 6 - Entering the Mines

~Gassy's POV~

Everything is a mess. The mission is great, I mean not specifically great but it is moving along exactly how we all expected it to go so it's pretty decent I suppose. It's just rather than having a bit of a vacation I seem to only have even more work to go around, and I can't just pile it all on Ohm here as much as I'd like to. Handing the large bag to the sergeant I nod to the man before glancing off to the distance where Ohm stands, laughing with another sergeant. He seems to be having a nice break, and it's well deserved too after all of this time. It's nice seeing him laugh freely and speak with others as freely as he could without having another person interuppt him, including my interupptions as I am guilty of always calling out for Ohm when I need help, just like everyone else on base. Before I can continue to admire my second in command, not technically but basically, another sergeant calls out to me and I glance over nodding as he points towards the weapon and quickly walk over to him, fixing the gun with the expertise I've gained over them. The sergeant looks to me in awe as I leave, on to help the next sergeant before my phone suddenly rings. I sigh and dig through my pocket to take out the phone and stare at the mine tunnel, our destination.

"Hello?" I call into the phone, waving to another sergeant who seems to be in need. God damn, I didn't know all of my sergeants weren't already knowledgeable in these things. I'm just used to Ohm being too damn good at his job.

"Hey Gassy, I'm looking over our numbers on our expenses and what not and... It's just not adding up," Nanners voice comes ringing through the phone and honestly, this is not what I've been wanting to hear after having worked my ass off here without worrying about the base.

"Still not working huh? I guess if it also doesn't work for you we're going to have to assume someone is stealing from us. How about the ammo storage?" I ask, pinching my forehead, too tired to deal with the base's problems as well. I glance up and notice Ohm is staring at me and when our eyes meet he begins to walk towards me but I stop him by motioning for him to stop. I don't need his help, I'm trying to give him as much of a break as he can get after all. He deserves it even more than I do and I'm determined on giving him this break he needs. Ohm looks at me confused but shrugs and walks in another direction.

"I haven't done them yet."

"They've been off too... Keep this a secret for now, I was planning on having a meeting with the sergeants when I come back to discuss it. For now be wary of anybody who seems untrustworthy, alright?" I warn him. Of course I've been worried about the numbers but they weren't the number one thing on my mind with the mountains of other work I've had. I suppose I'll leave that problem with Nanners for now, and who knows maybe he'll find the traitor. He is pretty skilled in catching someone in a lie, probably because he's the one who lies most of the time and is skilled himself in decieving others. I nearly hang up on the man since he isn't speaking but his voice suddenly appears once again.

"Hey Gassy, Chilled... I'm finding myself liking that kid quite a bit." I freeze momentarily and sigh, looking around before leaning on the nearest tree and looking at the whole camp. Ohm is now helping another man with the cooking, always having to help somebody at least.

"Adam..." I say as a warning and for once he doesn't laugh or just completely blow me off like usual.

"Max I-... Max listen buddy but I really want-"

"Want. See that's your problem right there Adam, you always want, want, want yet you never love. Listen, that kid is important to me, he's like my little brother believe it or not. And wow what a shocker, but I don't want a guy like you to break his heart. I know what you did to Cathy, and it hurt her badly. I don't want to see Chilled become like that, or the countless amount of guys you have calling your phone begging for a second chance. I don't trust you with him, Adam. I'm sorry Adam," I explain, feeling my emotions come out as I explain my true thoughts on their relationship. To think that I don't even trust my own friend, it's a really bitter feeling, to know that you don't trust your own friend but I will not trust him as long as I'm suspicious. Nanners is silent for a long time, I'm beginning to think he hung up on me again but his voice returns, weaker than usual.