Intertwine (RE4: Leon Kennedy x Reader) [Leon POV] [Book#1] [COMPLETE]

Chapter Thirty: One Man's Trash

Deacon's POV

As time progresses the more I'm getting resentful. I should've kept my mouth shut and kept to myself. 

Donnie. 

That son of a bitch. 

(Deacon)-"Damn it!" I slammed my right fist down on my desk knocking down pens off the edge. I need to get out of this building, the longer I stay here the more angry I will be. I'm clocking out for today-- I need to get some sweat going to release this tension. I wonder if Candice is available. She knows me all too well.

I stood up from my chair turning off my small desk lamp to show I am long gone. I take my stained suit jacket and drape it over my right forearm, I scoot my desk chair in and shut off my computer screen. I make my way towards my office door but before my hand reaches the knob the door opens suddenly. There's that face again. Caramel skin that looks almost too perfect, eyes that are captivating behind the red framed glasses, little curls of hair falling out of her low ponytail. 

Was Hunnigan always been this...cute? 

(Hunnigan)-"Explain to me why you're here and the person I talked to a while ago in the chopper wasn't you?" She points a finger at me like a knife to my throat. I can hear the annoyance in her voice, she wants to curse me out more but is holding back.

(Deacon)-"Donnie took my place." He can choke on one.

(Hunnigan)-"That I know. I want to know why. It has to be approved first." 

(Deacon)-"It was just a game, we do this shit all the time." I try to step aside to get through but she blocks me preventing me from leaving. I raise an eyebrow wondering what the hell is she making this a big fucking deal.

She steps in making me take a step back, she closes my office door with a slam. 

(Hunnigan)-"You're causing a lot of trouble for me Agent Deacon. I've been patient with you and so have my supervisors. You were suppose to be fly out and retrieve Kennedy and the subjects." She's lifts her glasses to the top of her head and pinches the bridge of her nose in frustration. 

Huh. She's not hiding back at all.... She's actually being serious. She's never been this stern with me.

(Deacon)-"You never gave a shit who gets sent out on retrieval. You're not just angry at me are you?" She lowers her glasses and looks at me in silence. I take my suit jacket and slipped it on to avoid carrying it any longer. Hunnigan took a deep breath in and exhaled hoping to release the stress but come on-- that shit never works. 

(Hunnigan)-"We sent out a chopper to retrieve Kennedy but never made it. Probably shot them down." 

(Deacon)-"What the fuck? When?" 

Fucking hell... I wonder who that was...

(Hunnigan)-"This was earlier when I was in contact with Kennedy. Since the cult group is jamming us the supervisors decided to send another chopper to aid Kennedy by any means." 

(Deacon)-"I was supposed to be the assist?"  This fueled my anger times a hundred. 

(Hunnigan)-"Yes but I find out another pilot took your place...based off a coin flip." 

(Deacon)-"Donnie." I mumble in regret. 

(Hunnigan)-"That wasn't the pilot I spoke to." 

(Deacon)-"Then who--" 

It clicked in my head. 

(Deacon)-"Mike." Hunnigan nods her head. I take out my phone and immediately dialed Donnie. After a few rings he answers.