Jäger x IQ (Rainbow Six Siege Fanfiction)

Chapter 14

"Amerika... ach, mein Gott. I didn't think I'd be here so soon..." IQ sighed, putting her two suitcases on a trolley, Hibana putting hers on top. The closest airport to where they needed to go was a civilian airport, so they were told to dress in casual clothing. They were told that their guns, equipment and gadgets would be waiting at the base for them once they arrived.

Thermite chucked his bags on as well, surprisingly neatly placed.
"Hey, be careful Jordan..." Hibana sighed, holding onto the bags to secure them
"Yeah yeah, but I know you got it cutie." Thermite winked at her and caught up to Blitz and Capitaõ. IQ giggled and looked at Hibana, whom turned red a little. Yumiko adjusted her hood and pushed the trolley with IQ to the main lobby.

The five operators arrived at the lobby and unloaded the trolleys into a family sized car, all five getting in and Jordan rushed to get in the drivers seat, smirking to himself. IQ, Hibana and Blitz were sat in the back, uncomfortably but thankfully is was a short drive. Vicente sat shotgun in the front, saying nothing since the departure from England.

Jordan put on the radio, tuning in to the news channel. Nothing special, just some things about baseball. No one really understood what was going on between the Texas boy and the radio. They were all rather confused. He then started ranting about something, no one cared to bother listen.

Once they had arrived at the military base, they grabbed their bags and entered it, many soldiers stared at the operators in awe and surprise, some saluting in respect. One of the corporals showed them the two rooms they would be sleeping in, two very basic sleeping quarters.

One was a four man room, two bunk beds on either side of the room. The other was about half of the other, one bunk bed. Both rooms had a single wardrobe but they were very large; they also had a large dresser, 4 drawers. Everything seemed larger here, to Monika's surprise.

"Which bunk, Yumiko?" IQ stood in the small room, facing the beds.
"Bottom, please,"
"Sure! No problem," Monika gave Hibana a quick smile and clambered up to her bunk. She made the bed and set the covers. The blonde gave out a slow sigh, climbing down and getting her bags. "Uh, do you want to put out your clothes first? I don't want to take up too much room..."
"No no it's fine, go ahead Monika. I don't mind," Yumiko smiled at Monika from her bunk
"Oh, you sure?" Monika raised an eyebrow
"I'm sure" she nodded.

IQ started to unpack her bags and sort the clothes in the wardrobe and dresser, taking two drawers respectively. She finally got to the dark brown hoodie at the bottom of the bag. Monika picked it up carefully and brought it up to her nose, breathing in and taking in Marius' scent. Monika sighed, already missing her boyfriend.

Once both girls unpacked and put the clothes tidily away, they slid the suitcases under the bed to take up less space in the room.

"So... what now?" Monika put her hands in her jean pockets
"Should we see if the boys have finished?" Yumiko suggested, pulling down her hood,
"Sounds good!" Monika smiled, opening the room door. Yumiko walked out and thanked her, walking down the hall a few steps.

Monika locked the door behind them and walked with Yumiko outside the room that the men were staying in. IQ knocked on the door and waited for a response.

"Yeah? Who is it?" Elias asked loudly,
"Room Service!" Yumiko called back, giggling. Jordan answered the door, leaning against the frame
"How can we help you two fine ladies?" He wore a large smirk on his face
"What are you three up to?" Monika asked
"Well... we were about to play cards... waddya have in mind though?"
"Don't know, we thought that you guys might have something in mind..."
"Mm... Maybe." Jordan turned a little and looked at Elias and Vicente, who were sitting at a table with playing cards set in a deck on aforesaid table. "You guys got any ideas? Ladies are askin'..."
"Not off of the top of my head, no..." Vicente looked up from a small book he had in his hands.
"Don't know... sorry." Elias apologised, shrugging.