Heart of the war. [Smii7y x Reader]

Fourty two

"Grizzy..?" Y/N lit up, gasping.

"MATT?!" she screamed.

Puffer turned the corner, tears welling in his eyes as he tackled both Y/N and Smii7y in a hug.

"THEYRE COMING BACK!!!" everyone cried. It was such a magical moment, smii7y shed tears and held them both closer.

"Were on foot now, team."

"Give us directions you warthogs!" Matt joked.

"Well, my watch map says you guys are pretty close to us. You were dropped off at the buy in village.." Y/N trailed, continuing.

"Yknow that shed in the woods just up from village? There. We are in that shed thing." Y/N finished.

"On our way, trying to be sneaky but this hunk of grizzly bear is making that difficult." Matt smiled, hugging grizzy close as they swiftly approached the tall, skinny trees.

It took a good 15 minutes before the duo reached the described shed. Matt mentioned to grizzy that they probably shouldnt scream for them to open the fucking door after grizzy almost did.

"Nono jaren, i can do it," someone muttered from the inside.

Y/N pulled off all the barricades that consisted of wooden planks, boxes and more. She opened the door and her eyes welled with tears once more.

"Puffer, come look." Y/N gently called him, and he arrived.

"...you arent dead..you arent dead!" Puffer cried, forcing them inside and rebarricading the door. The man immediately pulled everyone into a group hug, sobbing as he went about it.

"I missed you guys i- I love all of you!" Puffer choked between sobs, appreciating every little bit of it.

"Someone fucking pinch me so i know im not dreaming!" He smiled between his sobs.

Y/N pinched him tightly, making him jump.

"You strong woman!"

"Atleast you aren't dreaming, puff."

-

"Search party number one!" Charly called.

A group of soldiers, consisting of 20 soliders appeared at her call. They all faced their superiors as told to.

"Any findings?" Simon asked.

"No sir!"

"Head back to your quarters and rest. First thing at five you wake up and search again." Charly demanded.

"Yes maam.."

"What was that?" Simon asked again.

"YES SIR!"

"TO HER YOU DINGLEFUCKS!"

"YES MAAM!"

"Search party number 2!"

As time went on, Charly and Simon called all 50 of their search parties, each consisting of 10 men and 10 women, unable to find Price.

"If none of you find Price by tomorrow that only means one thing." Simon declared

"Hes out."