Rainbow Six Siege: Complications

Chapter 1 (cont): The Florence Nightingale Effect

You never saw Doc again for the rest of the day after what happened between you. As you stood in the shower, cleaning yourself from the sex, your mind wandered and betrayed you as you thought of him again. The memory of him was so strong and fresh, it made you sigh as you imagined making love to him under the warm shower and steam.

But you stopped your thoughts and hung your head low after you turn off the water. Shame overcame you as you remembered the way he left, just like that. You thought to yourself that you shouldn't be surprised, after all, it was something to be frowned upon, and you weren't certain how he felt about all this.

You put some new clothes on and went out of the guest room. When your hand rested on the door knob of Doc's office you froze in place, anticipating him to be behind this door but disappointed knowing that he wouldn't be. Regardless, you pushed open the door and went inside and was greeted by another operator.

"Oh, hello." He said, trying to keep his voice still, "How are you feeling?"

You recognize him as the one Doc mentioned. Blitz was his name, wasn't it? You nodded at him and said, "I'm feeling fine, thanks. You are Blitz, right?"

He seemed surprised that you knew who he was, but you quickly explained to him, "Sorry, Doc told me who you were, since you seem to be around here often."

"Ah, yes. I'm usually the guy who takes all the bullets, so every once in a while I come in here with pieces of iron stuck in me." He spoke fluent English, almost making you believe he is a native speaker until you saw the flag on his uniform. Black, red, and yellow, the colors of Germany. You remembered you were in Germany once, as an exchange student.

You didn't pay much attention to what he said, but you registered his attempt at humor. Unfortunately, you were still distraught from what happened earlier, and your mind couldn't focus on Blitz right now. You only flash him a faint smile before he fell silent.

You went over to the bed that you stayed in and sat on it, reminiscing all the little things that happened between you and Doc during the past three weeks. Memories played back and you forced yourself to stop. He doesn't love you. You thought to yourself, and that very thought was ripping through your heart and you could feel the pain.

"Anyway, seems like he isn't here right now, so..." He was staring at you, concerned, he knew who you were, but you didn't recognize him. If you hadn't been so busy feeling upset, perhaps you would have found his voice familiar.

"I guess I'll check back in a bit. It was nice meeting you." Blitz greeted you as you snapped out of your daydreams and took the hand he offered to you.

"It was nice meeting you too, Blitz. I'll see you again some time." You said, faking a smile on your face to hide your sorrows just so he would leave.

Later that night, you tossed and turned in your bed, unable to find sleep, because you found yourself constantly paying attention to any noise outside your door, thinking that it was Doc. It was driving you insane until you decided that you must get up and do something to occupy your mind.

You put on a simply pair of sleeping pants and opened your door, not expecting to find the man haunting your thoughts all day standing right there.

You froze as he walked into your room and closed the door behind him. The room was dark as you didn't turn the bedside lamp on, but you could see the outline of his face and hear him breathe. You stayed still, unable to find any words.

When he called your name, you felt the urge to throw yourself into his arms, but you held it back and waited. You were afraid, afraid of what he was about to say.