Red Vs Blue Book of One-Shots

Caution Part 3

Tucker loved and hated talking about aliens at the same time. I mean, yeah, aliens are cool, because they're freaking aliens, but thinking of all the things that happened to Junior...

... It was better left unsaid.

But here he was, trying to explain this whole alien thing to Wash when, at the moment, he didn't know much of the situation himself.

"Tucker, are you even listening to me?! You said there were no more alien things to worry about!" (He says as season 13 is based off of alien problems.)

"I-I didn't expect for this to happen!" Tucker yelled, almost pleadingly.

"Then explain how you coughing up smoke from an explosion has anything to do with aliens!"

Tucker hesitated, but finally sighed, and gave in.

"Yes, Felix caused the explosion... But because of alien shit, I just... Don't die. Instead, I just keep coughing up all this crap in my throat..." Tucker trailed off, but he knew he had to get to the point.

"For Felix to be able to use the sword, he would have to kill me first, and... Well... He can use it now..."

Wash had to take a second to recollect himself and ask the questions he needed to.

"But... You're not dead. You're right here."

"It's just a little... Gift... From the aliens for being the first owner of the sword. You get. Second life or something, but... Technically I'm dead." Tucker have a slight nervous laugh, trying to make this whole thing slightly humorous.

"So Felix killed you?"

"Um... Yeah... He faked the whole distress signal and made me go back in-"

"Stay right here and get some rest, Tucker." Wash said, extremely calm, but it was a bit unnerving.

"Where are you going?"

"To have a little 'talk' with Felix."

~~~Wash the protective bab~~~

When Wash walked into the prison Felix was being held in, he saw a bunch of guards aiming their gun around it, seeing as Felix was awake.

"Ooh, guns. Nice tough there Wash, but you know, it'd be a bit nicer if-"

"Go outside. Lock the doors. Don't come in until I go back outside and tell for you to do so. Is that clear?" Wash asked in a dead serious tone to the guards.

They all looked slightly frightened, but nodded and waited by the entrance, wondering what poor Felix was going to have to endure.

~~~*Not exactly a extreme torture trigger warning but more like Wash punching Felix and asking questions sorta thing*~~~

"What."

Punch.

"Did."

Punch.

"You."

Punch.

"Do?"

Kick.

Wash became furious, his soul dwelling in anger and loss. He knew Tucker wasn't dead, but Wash only knew the pain of nearly dying. To imagine what happened to Tucker-

"I made him suffer for screwing with our plans...~" Felix said in a sickeningly happy tone. This only made Wash angrier.

But he had to take the logical side of this.

Felix didn't know Tucker was still alive, but he killed him himself.

If he were to prove that Tucker was still alive, maybe he would think the sword wouldn't work... But he already tested it out. Damn it.

Maybe if Tucker killed Felix- No. Tucker is hurt. We're not making him do that.

Wash was out of options. He had Felix here until his likely escape, so he had time. But he still needed a solution quickly.

"Awww... Is the little messed owner missing his kitty?" Felix sarcastically stated, interrupting Wash's thought process.

The freelancer, filled with anger, lunged toward Felix, and started to twist the other wrist that Tucker hadn't broken.

"Felix, I will make it so you can never find the remains of you own broken bones again. So let me say this: Even if Tucker might be dead, you aren't safe... Because I'm right here." Wash horrifyingly replied to Felix's sass, making the mercenary shiver.

~~~~~

Wash came back to the bunker extremely late, due to him having to explain the whole alien situation to Kimball. The whole time, she was angry with Felix, but still had sympathy in her eyes.

Wash was now hallway, visiting Tucker before he fell asleep.

When the freelancer arrived, he found the sight of Tucker trying his absolute best to pull his IV's out.

"What are you doing?" Wash asked, standing in the doorway.

"I can't sleep with these... And it hurts like a bitch to get off. It looks so easy in the movies..."

Wash chucked, walked over, and smacked Tucker's hand away, and instead placed the IV all the way back into his skin.

"Ow." Tucker said, wincing.

Wash was thinking of some sort of comeback, but instead told the Aqua soldier to move over. As he did, Wash laid down beside him, and began to drift off into sleep.

"Wash?" Tucker asked, breaking the silence.

"What..." Wash replied groggily.

"Do you think everything is going to turn out okay...?"

Wash hesitated with his answer, but smiled and snuggled close to Tucker.

"We're the Reds and Blues. We'll figure out some stupid plan to make everything okay."

~~~END~~~

(S'cute

Anyways here's your supposed-to-be-two-part-three-part-story)