Fix Your Fucking Attitude
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Tw: Gore, Blood,"Y/n"
Chris....
Your heart jumped at the sound of his voice, Your eyes snapped to the microphone. You wanted nothing more in that moment to be in his arms again. Safe.
You felt tears fight their way to the back of your eyes. You fought down all of your feelings and focused on the problems at hand. You knew that Chris would never agree to your plan but you had to try.
You tenderly sink back into the chair and click the button to respond, "This is Y/n, currently acting as captain and attempting to fix our current heading."
A moment passed.
Two.
Three.
Then Chris finally broke the radio silence, "Y/n you and your team are to abort this mission. It has been severely compromised; It is no longer safe to continue. You and your team are to land fifties miles west from you on a UC aircraft carrier. You are to remain there pending a full investigation into why and how this happened."
You immediately hated this. This was your mission and you were almost to your final destination. A hired hitman was the least of UCP's worries. This mission was of the utmost priority. You immediately chose to disregarded Chris's orders. He could court-marshal you later.... If you survived.
"With all due respect sir, I am continuing this mission. I am going to land this bird at our final destination and see out this mission."
You heard Chris sigh in annoyance, "Y/n this isn't a fucking game. Now turn your ass around and do as your commanding officer says! Or by Jesus Christ himself I will have you confined and Court- Marshaled until you are scrubbing the floor with damned toothbrushes!"
You rolled your eyes at his empty threats. You knew he was just worried and didn't know how else to react. Classic Solider syndrome.
Although your resolve did crumble at his words slightly, you remembered that Chris doesn't lie and if you came back he would make you live to regret it.
"Court- Marshal me as much as you like when I get back. But until then I'm completing this mission."
Again he was silent, but this silence felt different. It felt.... Hurt?
You moved to disconnect and mute him but just before you could flip the switch he said something you thought you'd never live to hear.
"Please..... please Y/n. His voiced cracked as he continued, "please just listen to me this once and abort this mission."
"I-...I can't lose you."
Your heart was breaking. Every plea he made shattered it more and more because you knew no matter how much he begged... You weren't going to change your mind.
You felt hot tears ran down your face, each one strengthening your resolve. You choked back as a sob as you leaned to flip the kill switch.
"I'm sorry."
Chris's panicked voice cut off suddenly, "Y/n wait-"
All you could hear was the sound of the rain pounding the metal armor of the plane; That and the quiet sobs that racked your body. It took all of your willpower to push them away and focus.
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Fix Your Fucking Attitude : Karl Heisenberg
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