Rainbow Six Siege: Complications

Chapter 2 (cont): The One That Got Away

The next day, after you've done your morning routine with training and breakfast, you were pulled into a briefing about the upcoming targets and were given intel. It would seem that the terrorists were on the move again, and there were a few potential targets for Rainbow to keep in mind of. The briefing was short and after you were dismissed, you figured you wanted to go to the practice range for a few rounds. It was still early.

The range was sparsely occupied by your comrades and you picked a spot and settled down with your gadgets and guns. You looked across the range and saw your dummy for today, the usual Caucasian male smiling with his hand in the air. You vaguely remember naming him Fred, but you weren't sure because the last time you saw Fred, its face was barely recognizable.

You placed the ear protection muffs on and began emptying bullets into Fred #2. You practiced for almost an hour in different positions and with everything you had in your arsenal. To top it off, you pulled out your trusty pistol and practiced headshots.

Someone came over to your booth and leaned themselves against the table. You took a glance and saw their arm, and dropped your shooting. You took off the ear muffs and turned to find Blitz next to you.

"I didn't know you hated white men so much." He mused. You smiled when you found his cool blue eyes staring at you. He looked so very different when he had his mask on.

"Just because I'm shooting at something doesn't mean I hate it. Usually if I don't, it shoots back." You retorted.

"Oh? I should propose this idea to Emma (Twitch), I'm sure she could upgrade your dummy for you." He chuckled.

You frowned and shook your head with a helpless smile, thinking to yourself just what qualities you saw in this man that stole your heart. It seemed that no matter your mood, he always found a way to cheer you up. You placed your hand against his cheek and caressed it before turning your attention back to the scattered gear on your table, preparing and packing them up.

"Remember that time when you shot me?" Blitz asked.

You mentally rolled your eyes. Yes, how could you forget? It was a stupid and careless mistake and you were so worried that you forgot it was only a simulation, not the real thing.

"Will you stop bringing it up every time?"

Blitz laughed, "It's okay, I've forgiven you. I was lucky that you have such a bad aim."

It was around the time when you freshly joined Rainbow and there was a hostage situation simulation. You partnered up with Blitz and, having performance anxiety and various other psychological issues, you were quite trigger-happy. You knew the hostiles outnumbered you, so you were, upon reflection, a little bit too careless. Blitz was scouting the area and had vanished from your sight for but less than five seconds, and the next time he showed up, you put a bullet in his shoulder. Needless to say you felt like an absolute failure and so shameful and distraught over it that the director probably considered arranging therapy for you.

"Hey, at least I never made that mistake again. Not when it mattered." You said pouting, "Wanna get lunch together or do you have stuff to do?"

"Sorry Schatz (darling), need to help train the recruits."

"Already? Wow, I've been here long." You were surprised how you weren't a rookie anymore. Time flies.

"Yeah, we've scouted out plenty of talents, and those that made it here gets to hear my amazing voice every morning."

It wasn't a bad voice; you liked hearing it say your name. "Mmhm. Catch you later, then?"

"Let's hope soon." Blitz' gaze softened and you knew then he wanted to kiss you, but you were in public and naturally he didn't do anything about it. He only took your hand and squeezed it lightly before leaving you.