Dog Days

Chapter 43

As I listen to audio of Loki interviewing my people, I eat my breakfast sandwiches, which is just cheese, fried egg, sausage, and pancakes with maple syrup cooked in, but there's four of them, along with orange juice and yet another bowl of cherries.

Mostly, I listen for his voice and as I pick at my food, writing down a few questions that seemed more illustrative than it should, or a strange wording or explanation I don't quite understand.

It's ultimately uneventful, until I click on the earliest dated audio. It's from the Friday, November 18th, his very first day in camp. I was the only one he talked to that day.

I hesitate for a moment, wondering if maybe he never actually cared about me. Maybe I was only a job. I wonder if I was just a guy that could give him information.

I take a deep breath and hit play and I immediately smile as I hear his soft accent "Testing, testing, one, two." He continues on after a moment only to hear him sigh "Jesus fucking Christ, Nat, why do you keep sending me to the middle of nowhere! Why can't I get a catch a case on a beach in Miami, or something?"

He chuckles to himself, before declaring "I'm normally not this chipper in audio messages, but I know that you are the one in charge of my audio filing, now, so have fun. Don't kill me over a bit more paperwork."

I smile at his sarcastic tone, before he continues "Touched down near Sabha at 1400 hours. Currently setting up my resources with the assistance of number 1."

I furrow my brow as I consciously think about how he was labeled number one, and I wonder if he's talking about his handler.

He continues on sarcastically "He's as radiant as ever, like a polar bear coming out of hibernation."

He scoffs "I already made contact with Staff Sergeant Odinson, and I did not think he would be as attractive as his photograph."

He sighs into the audio recorder "I was wrong. I was most definitely wrong. Would have fucked him right then and there, but I doubt Steve Rogers would have liked that very much."

He clears his throat and states "I know he's not the target, because of the length of time he's been in service, but I don't know if I'm going to be able to control myself."

He's silent for a moment, before I hear him gulp "I know I'm not supposed to sleep with anyone on this mission, but I might break. I can't even breathe right around this guy and my stomach just does backflips when I see him." He sighs "And he's incredibly sexy, Nat, the photos are nothing compared to just looking at him."

He takes in a deep breath "If I'm finding it hard to focus with him around, you know he's a fucking model. Big blue eyes, and blonde hair, and massive fucking muscles."

He sighs into the recorder "This dude has so much muscle he could squeeze me like a tube of toothpaste." He's silent for a moment, before he remarks "And now all I can imagine is him fucking me, and I'm not even allowed to touch!"

I smile at the laptop with only five seconds left in the audio, I hear "I'm not going to be able to stop myself. I'm going to fuck this guy before the end of the night."

I smile as the end of the audio and look over the audio recordings to find the next one is also about me "Holy fuck, that was better than I could've imagined. His body was a little too muscular, but damn that was the best sex I've ever had."

He takes in a deep breath and sighs "My ass hurts."

I scoff at him, only to find it was the end of the audio.

I roll my eyes at the computer and flip through the audio recordings until the drugs start to influence my consciousness.

I lay my head back as I stumble across his assessment. It's dated the day of the bombing. He speaks softly as he states "Final report on mission JM04937. Sanctuary is at large. The Chemist of RCA0079, known to public as Other, was supposed to be an anthrax supplier. They are currently scouting other pipelines for bacillus anthracis, referenced in V1224. Private Sif Asynjur was the mole I came here to find. She was scouting out war zones and armoring the enemy with resources. Intending a war to hide the movements of The Sanctuary. This case has way to many loose ends, and I intend to get them all. This is about timing and precision. Every word has to be right, every assumption, I need everything to work."