Distorted Smoke X Mute Rainbow Six Siege Fanfiction

Chapter Four: The Morning After

Marks nostrils filled with smoke. He was already light-headed, and his vision was fading. A little girl scream could be heard from the other side of the door.

"Sadie, where are you."

Mark rushed for the door. His reality broke, in a blink of an eye, he transported to what seemed to be a funeral home. It was nighttime, and no one was there. In the middle of the room was a child-size casket.

"I'm so sorry, Sadie."

The casket opens, revealing a little girl. There was something wrong with her. Mark sisters ghastly complexion plagued his memory. The face of his beloved sister was blackened with fourth-degree burns down to the bone.

"Why did you leave me, Marky."

Mark wakes up, and his head was pounding a little, disorientated.

Where am I, what happened last night?

Slowly but surely, Mark realized what happened yesterday.

Ok, I went drinking with James. We got drunk and... I somehow managed to get to his apartment. Oh my god, we fucked. Then he asked to be my boyfriend. I can't believe that happened.

Just then, Mark realizes who's body was pressed up against his. James's arm wrapped around Mark's shoulders. The bearskin contact gave him relief.

Mark opened his eyes to find ibuprofen, a glass of water, and an unopened pack of Marlboro Smooths.

I love this man so much.

Mark took the ibuprofen and lit a cigarette.

How long did I sleep?

Mark glances at the clock.

11:48 am, Jesus, I don't know when the last time I've slept for more than five hours.

"I thought I smelled cancer," James said, standing at the doorway.

"Is the part where you patronize me."

"Sure, I'm your boyfriend, after all."

"So, what's next?"

"I was thinking we get something to eat."

"Food sounds good, and I'm starved."

Mark gets dressed and follows James into the kitchen.

"How about chicken stir fry?"

"I thought you meant to go out to eat?."

"Nope, I'm going to treat you right."

"Well, at least one of us can cook, I would burn water.

"That may be true, but everyone is good at something."

James turns on the stove and starts to mix the sauce and oil in the pan.

"So, what do you think that lady was doing at SAS headquarters."

"You mean the black lady that was up in everybody business yesterday," James said. "I figured she was one of the higher up."

"Nope, she told me point-blank she was not from SAS or GCSQ."

"Then how did she get clarence."

"I don't know, but I think where going to find out."

"Hmm, I saw her talking to Seamus."

"Whose that."

"The gentle giant with that big hammer."