The time that Melissa spent with the BLU Medic was still fresh in her mind, so much so that she didn't notice the speedy Bostinian setting her down on the table and left.
"Nice to see zhat you know how to be gentle." Medic muttered.
Then he got down to eye level with the tiny lady, but he saw that she was not looking at him.
"Is zhere something wrong?" He asked her.
Melissa snapped out of the terrible memories.
"Well..." She then told him everything about what happened while she was held captive by his doppelgänger.
A tear rolled down her cheek and opened the floodgates. Loud sobs forced their way out of Melissa. Medic held his hand out to her allowing her to collapse into his palm and cry into his glove.
"Zhere, zhere." He whispered with anger drizzling on his words. "Zhat Schinehund von't efer hurt you."
Melissa cried for the the better part of thirty minutes while the doctor simply watched her sympathetically and occasionally stroked her back with his free hand's index finger.
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Shrunken Test Subject | A TF2 fanfiction
FanfictionMelissa has been with the RED mercenaries for most of her life, seeing then as father and brother figures. While the team is going up against their BLU counterparts, she has to stay back at the base for safety. But when she is captured, shrunken, an...
