× Day Dreams & Nightmares × R6 x Male!reader

Cemetery (Kapkan)

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I stared across the cemetery, the rain giving a slight fog to the already gloomy place. Like clockwork, I watched as the same man approached the same grave, as he always did everyday for the last few years.

My darling Maxim, how it hurt to watch you like this. Everyday I had to watch you from a far, had to watch you break and crumble over an empty grave for someone who still lived.

Today was the same as always, and always I kept my distance. I longed to tell him the truth. Of what truly happened.

To secure victory on the operation, the terrorists wanted to exchange. One of us for all the information we wanted. I stepped up. We needed Gustave's medical skills, Oliver's genius. Rainbow still needed Julian's protection and loyalty. I was expendable. There would be no skill lost should I go.

They argued, of course. Said it wasn't worth it. But I still went. It was the only thing that got them out alive.

The others, incapable of giving them the truth, told them I died. But they told Harry the truth. That I was sitll out there. That I was alive, but they had me.

After the first year, they called it quits on trying to get me back. I felt abandoned and so hateful. So full of rage and pain that they would leave me for the enemy that I leant my skills to the enemy. But when I found my grave and Maxim standing beside it, I understood why nobody came for me.

And suddenly, I was sabotaging the terrorists from the inside. I had managed to reconnect with Erik by pure chance. He had been in the area and I got his signal. I was out of there in a week.

And now, I was under witness protection and the only people who knew I was still alive were the people guarding me and Erik. I hadn't been allowed to reveal my identity to Maxim simply because of our relationship and it was the most painful thing I've had to deal with.

They said I was allowed to reconnect with people from my old life, but how could I? I'd left them. They didn't get to say goodbye. I left some angry, some sad. Some I meant to do something for and never had a chance to do. I didn't deserve to just walk back into their lives.

I was pulled from my thoughts as I watched Timur lead Maxim away from the grave. I stared at they walked, looking away quickly as Maxim's ever so vigilant gaze swept the cemetery.

I ducked my head, not quite ready for him to see me. That would be a problem for next week, when I would be integrated back into Rainbow.

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And soon, next week was here. Harry told me I would be placed back into my old position quietly. I'd return to my normal schedule and routine.

I stood outside the doors to the infirmary, feeling out of place, even in my old jumpsuit and coat. I took a deep breath, steadying myself as I shoved the doors open.

I was welcomed by the familiar smell of rubbing alcohol and sterilized surfaces. I heard Gustave's familiar voice from inside the office.

"I'll be there in a moment. Just find somewhere to sit," he said, seeming distracted. I smiled a little, scooting onto one of the medical beds

A moment passed before I heard Gustave shove his chair away from the desk, the light tap of his shoes stopping in the doorway as his clipboard clattered to the ground. I gave him a meek wave before I felt his arms wrap around me.

We stayed like that a moment, feeling comforted by each other's presence.

"We thought you were dead, Y/n. Everyone did. Maxim.. he was destroyed when we brought him the news. Max shut up for once, almost sold his dirt bike, too," he murmured as he pulled away, hands on my shoulders as he examined me.