Jäger x IQ (Rainbow Six Siege Fanfiction)

Chapter 23

Bandit carried himself to his room, ignoring anyone and everyone. He received no strange looks or any questions, this itself concerned him. However he did see people around, but no one took notice of him. Dominic unlocked the door with a mechanical noise, pushing himself through the door and closing it firmly shut behind him. With a tired sigh, he flicked the light switch and the room lit up. Everything seemed in place as he slumped down onto the sofa, sighing heavily. If it were to be any happier at this moment in time, there might have even been a tiniest of smiles upon the cops lips.

He leaned his head back and stared at his white ceiling, pondering about how the upcoming events will unfold. He closed his eyes and felt his body relax, sink into the sofa. A heavy sigh came from him as he managed to get comfortable.

"Zofia! What the fuck do you think you're doing? Kurwa!" Exclaimed a female voice from the hallway of the building.
"Calm down, Ela! What's the big problem, anyway?" Replied the one known as Zofia. Bandit groaned and sat up, sluggishly pulling himself up off of the sofa. More angry, feminine shouting came from the hallway as he fumbled for his apartment keys and slotted it into the lock. He opened the door and saw one of them.

"Hey, could you two be a bit quieter? Some people are-" Bandit and Ela caught each other's gaze "-trying to sleep..." Dominic blinked quickly and pinched himself to see if he was dreaming. He wasn't.
"Oh, sorry. I got a bit carried away." Ela replied apologetically. "Uh... hi. My name is Ela and this is my big, annoying sister, Zofia." The latter waved at Dominic.

"Um... so uh... are you two the new ops then?" Brunsmeier asked, scratching his head.
"Yes, with six others. Spain, South Korea, China, and of course... Poland." Ela stood proudly as her sister managed to open the apartment door they were attempting to get into earlier.
"Oh, right... well... welcome to team rainbow. And uh... can I ask, why were you trying to get into that apartment?"
"Oh, it's where I'll be staying according to Six. Zofia will be downstairs though."
"Yeah, this is the Defense floor. The rest of the defending team live here. Unless of course you're married and have your own house..."
"Who's married?"
"No one... yet. My best friend and his girlfriend have been together for at least 3 and a half years... so I'm going to think that he's going to ask her soon. Anyway; I've been rambling on and forgot that I was tired and needed alcohol. Have a nice night." Bandit quickly returned to his apartment and locked the door behind himself.

"Strange man... I think he has a thing for you, you know." Zofia admitted,
"All men are alike... they just want what they can't get. I bet he's just the same." Ela scoffed,
"The look on his face when he saw you? Unlike others I've seen that's for sure. You need to go out more often. Plus I've seen that just from walking from the parking spaces to Six's office, you managed to capture a few glimpses from the men."
"Ugh... why can't I get someone different? Someone who actually cares not about my body but me, my actual self..."
"Yeah, good luck with that with a bunch of horny soldiers that sees the piece of meat that you are-"
"Hey! I don't look like this to be a slut."

Zofia laughed, shook her head and walked back down the stairs. "You've had my help, my words and my advice. Good luck for the next few days."
"Yeah yeah, go suck his dick." Ela sighed and entered her apartment, finding the place to be almost completely empty with just a bundle of keys in the middle of the living room. "I didn't even catch his name..."

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"And I have to work with her?" Dominic sighed, "can't wait to see her in the field..." he said sarcastically to himself. He slumped over to his fridge and pulled out a bottle of beer. He pulled his keys out of his pocket and got the bottle opener in his fingers. Pushing open the bottle, he put the cap on the table beside him and dragged himself to his sofa. He fell into the sofa and took a long look at his tv, sitting on the floor with all the wires and cables strewn about the floor.

The room was generally a mess, the curtains half drawn and a weak like streaming through it, the sofa was old and tatty; fraying at the ends, it seemed about 30 years old. The small coffee table was just big enough to fit his glass and 5 empty cans. A few pairs of jeans were laying on the head of the sofa and a hoodie was sat awkwardly on one of the seats. The aura of the room was quiet and peaceful yet it was dark and chaotic.

Dominic sighed and quickly sipped from the bottle, putting it down on the coffee table and pulling his phone out.

He went through his messages and his social media, seeing nothing new or interesting. An elongated sigh came from the policeman. He put his phone away and finished his beer, pulling up his hood and closing his eyes.

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A/N: I'm sorry that this took so long... oh well. Hope you enjoyed this one :)