Wicked (MaskedMexican)

Chapter 11 - Back Home

~Ohm's POV~

Gassy's question startled me, leaving me completely speechless. For a minute I think about just laughing it off but he continues to stare at me with serious eyes I find no words to reply with, not even a 'yes' or 'no' come into mind. We just barely got together after all, and now he's plunging straight into the serious questions. I mean, I suppose we've basically acted together all of this time and I can say confidentally that I have a tight hold on him. Considering most of his work and who takes the job that calms him down is me, he depends on me a lot and I know it. I open my mouth to say something but a noise from outside distracts us.

"Chilled!" Nanners' voice echoes from the hallway causing both Gassy and me to look at the door. Several quiet moments pass before the door suddenly opens with Chilled limping in with the help of the nurse to carry him inside. Both Gassy and I freeze completely still, stunned by the sight as Chilled tumbles inside with two clear bullet wounds decorating his front. Suddenly something seems to twist in my stomach as my mind moves to the phone calls from Ze, the bullet wounds, the C4. Holy shit, I already know who the traitor is and I'm being completely silent. Only Chilled will do something to himself, he always plays the "it can't be me" card, because it can't be him, he was shot! Chilled suddenly glances over at me and I just meet his gaze though he just looks back at Gassy. Of course he doesn't know I'm suspecting him, he doesn't even recognize me behind this blindfold.

The nurse suddenly pulls out one of the bullets and all of us bystanders collectively wince, feeling Chilled's pain as most of us have had a bullet pulled out before. Gassy especially, he's always a bit reckless on the field when he gets in over his head. The nurse pulls the other one out and we all wince again as Chilled grunts and thanks the nurse as she tends to the wounds themselves now. Once everything's taken care of, the nurse leaves us to check if the others from the living quarters were injured. We all stay silent for a long time until Nanners is the first one who explodes.

"What the hell happened in there? Who shot you?! Did you see what they looked like?" Nanners demands to know and Chilled just sighs, shaking his head while I just watch him carefully. I feel like he is it, he is definitely the traitor who caused Gassy and Nanners to be harmed.

"Sorry, they were extremely fast. All I know is that they were wearing a scarf and wearing dark gloves, do you think it was the traitor?" Chilled asks suddenly and both Gassy and I are shocked. How does he know there's definitely a traitor unless he's the traitor, or Gassy told him. Though I highly doubt Gassy told him when Gassy hasn't even told me that he believes there's a traitor out there. "Who do you think is always made to count the ammo storage, those depleting numbers aren't right. There's obviously a traitor on base," Chilled continues to explain and I feign my own terror to help Chilled out a bit. I can't let Gassy know that I am nearly 90 percent sure that the traitor is in fact Chilled. Gassy shifts suddenly and winces so I hold him carefully and force him to lay down again like he was before. Gassy sighs after I help him and he just looks over to Chilled and Nanners.

"Sorry, all of you, I didn't have the power to save all of you. Now Chilled will have to go on an injury leave temporarily and Nanners and I have become useless for combat," Gassy suddenly announces and all of us in the room hesitate, the guilt shared between all of us clear. We've made our captain feel as if this is all his fault, and although just earlier I was thinking how in the end it is, it really doesn't all fall on our captain. No, there was no way Gassy should have known Chilled was anywhere close to a traitor. There was no way Gassy could have foreseen any of this happen without knowing Chilled was a part of the creatures, in the past at least.

"It's not your fault," I call out, shocking Gassy as both Chilled and Nanners follow after my lead a moment later. Gassy stays silent for a long time before sighing and lays down into his pillow, seemign genuinely tired after the day we've had.