Richtofen, Takeo, Nikolai and Dempsey escape from Der Riese to Kino Der Toten where they meet a girl who saves their lives and proves to be an asset in slaying the undead. Who is she though and why does she know who they are? Dempsey x OC/Richtofen...
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Everything was quiet around the small campfire they had going as Isabella scanned the area yet again. She sighed noticing that nothing had changed since the last time she looked around...
Hanna and Shiyla were asleep in the Hummer's backseat, while Brianna slept silently in the passenger side, immediately going to bed after their introductions and not saying another word to anyone.
I bet Brianna really hates me... Isabella realized, her green eyes flickering back to the campfire momentarily. How can I ever change what I've done? Nothing is going to bring him back...
A light snoring sound made her look in the direction of the other car where Richtofen was comfortably snoozing in the backseat of the Jeep, hat pulled down over his face as he slept. Takeo was honorably catching some z's on a fold out bed close by, leaving Nikolai, Dempsey and herself on first watch. Everything was going fine until they started to hear faint gun shots in the distance.
"I'm gonna go patrol the area..." Dempsey said about an hour into their shift, feeling restless and rather bored/irritated after hearing yet another story from Nikolai about one of his wives.
"I don't think it's a good id-" Isabella started to say, until she was cut off.
"Stay here." Tank interrupted, giving her a look that said 'make sure he doesn't cause trouble' and nodding towards the intoxicated Russian before he turned around, Galil at the ready. He stepped into the shadows and away from the safety of the campfire before she could argue with him again as Isabella sat back down with a huff and watched Nikolai chug from the liquor bottle.
This is going to be a long night... She thought, crossing her legs and staring into the fire aimlessly.
...
An hour later...
...
It's been a long time since he left... Isabella thought, glancing around and worrying slightly about the Marine's well being after scanning the area again and seeing nothing. Turning around she frowned while staring at the passed out Russian who was now snoring, looking quite peaceful for once.
Tch, lot of help you are Nikolai! She thought in irritation, before standing up and walking over to where he was sleeping. She lifted the almost empty bottle of alcohol from his hands carefully as she heard him mumbling in his sleep. He rolled over as Isabella froze, expecting the worst when he suddenly hiccuped, now snoring even louder.
Oh, great... Isabella grumbled inwardly, eyes narrowing as she viewed the last few sips in the bottle of vodka she was holding. Now I have to listen to this AND I have nothing to drink!
Well... She continued on in her mind, setting the container back on the ground next her useless comrade. I definitely can't just stay here and do nothing... Especially with Nikolai's snoring...
