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The chalet.
"Thatcher, ready for the breaching charge?"
"In position, Doc."
"Blitz, prepare for impact."
"(Y/n) prepare to impose."
Once everything was set, Thatcher set off the breaching charge causing debris to fly throughout the vicinity and enemies emerging from their positions. Thus, opening an entrance and allowing Blitz to be hasten and use his shields flash to blind the enemy and protect his comrades momentarily. This also allowed Thatcher to rush in, hurtling his MKO-EMP Grenades, disabling all electronics within it's range. (Y/n) and Doc rushed in, clearing any enemies within the area of the entrance, merely dodging bullet's being fired.
Once the entrance was cleared, everyone was expeditiously checked over then immediately put back into action. All crouched silently in a horizontal line on the bottom of the stair, Thatcher made a gesture of 'this way' up the stairs to the left. Before moving up, Doc pointed towards the drone (Y/n) obtained, gesturing her to utilise it. Nodding, (Y/n) silently placed it down, controlling it from a device. Hurtling the little drone upstairs, she turned it left, capturing a tenuous glimpse of an enemy under a barricaded door. Slowly easing the drone underneath the barricade, shown a visual of a male hostage and enemies in the heavily fortified area.
Glancing up at the other's, (Y/n) turns the device around showing the visual of the hostage's position and location. All nodding, Thatcher and Blitz headed up the stairs as Doc awaited for (Y/n) to ease the drone backwards and shut it off. (Y/n) looked back up to Doc and nodded, indicating she was ready to continue with the others. As Thatcher surveyed the upstairs area for anymore enemies Blitz, Doc, and (Y/n) slowly approached the location of the hostage. Once at the barricaded door, Thatcher immediately retreated back, applying another breaching charge on the barricaded door; Thatcher expedited everyone back allowing room for the breach to detonate the barricade without his comrades becoming injured.
Everyone prepped in position, with gun's held high. Thatcher soon let off the breaching charge, once again causing debris to fly and firearm's to be immediately shot; vociferous voices resonated throughout the room of the hostage. Obtruding there way in, forcing all enemies down by bullet's. Doc rushed to the hostage, shielding them and ensuring their safety. (Y/n), Thatcher, and Blitz eliminated what was last of the enemies; or so they thought. Thus allowing Doc to recover the hostage and hoisting them over his shoulder.
"Everyone okay?" (Y/n) queried the others. Thatcher groaned a little in response, showing he had a slight cut from barbed wire that managed to tore through his uniform. "Really? anyone else?" Blitz shook his head and Doc put his thumb up indicating that he is alright. "Right... Thatcher, stay still." (Y/n) insisted, Thatcher did as he was told and stood on place as he got shot by the stim pistol. "Ready to go? Just remember to watch out for enemies, I already have visual on a few as of now." Doc stated, bashing open a barricaded window and the window itself, hurrying everyone out the window to rappel up to the roof.
(Y/n) being the last to vault out the window, heard multiple footsteps trudging up the stairs; Causing her to rush her movements, catching her uniform on a sharp shard of erected glass from the window. "...Fuck!" (Y/n) exclaimed to herself, dropping her gun in the process on accident to yank her uniform off the shard of glass. Doc looked back at (Y/n) and noticed her panic and struggle to unhinge her uniform. Immediately he reacted, "Thatcher take the hostage!" With that being said, Thatcher wastes no time hoisting the hostage onto his shoulder and rappelling up to the roof.
Doc and Blitz instantaneously went to (Y/n)'s aid, Blitz hurtling inside the vicinity once again, firing at the enemy and using his shield to counteract any bullets at himself and Doc. Doc aided in freeing her from the glass. Though the only visibility was her (e/c) orb's, Doc could clearly see the urgency and dismay in her eye's only making him want to unhinge her promptly. Howbeit, he knew being hasty would potentially cause further damage. Firmly grasping her hips, she places her hand's on his shoulder's as he lift's up her small figure attentively yet cautiously, unhinging her uniform. "You'll be alright, I got you..." Doc uttered as (Y/n) placed her head on his chest before being put back down. "T..Thank you.. I'm so sorry." Doc nodded, "You have nothing to apologise for. I'm just glad you're safe..."
Blitz held off all the enemies at the firing-line, one by one, bodies dropped. They were clear. "You alright, (Y/n)?" Blitz asked, hurrying back out the window. "I..I'm fine... Thank you." she replied, kneeling down, fetching for her firearm. Standing back up, a forlorn gun fire emitted from behind. Doc instantly leaped into action, holding his gun high firing at the enemy, as the last enemy body fell, another did too.
"...(Y/n)?..."
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Healing Passion - Doc x Reader [Rainbow six siege]
Romance"(Y/n)," oh~ how that name was music to everyone's ears. A well-trained young woman, assigned to the GIGN siege. Well known for her poetry made flesh, transcendent orbs, infatuating smile and a supportive solicitude nature for those around her. ...