FBI, Open My Heart (Ash R6 x Male Reader)

The Memory Of You Remain

Y/n's Point of View

"Um, o-okay. I never thought you would leave, but I respect that." I sigh and pace the ground. "Let me do one thing before I leave."

I ran back inside the prison and grab the AUG I had left. Moaning brought me up the steps, where Sandra had her mask off. I kneel down and pick her chin up.

"Never call a woman a slut." I aim the rifle at her before she stopped me.

"I'm sorry, I j-just got jealous." Sandra stopped breathing and passed away.

I toss the gun and cry in my knees. "What the fuck is happening!? God! Everything is going just peachy, ain't it?"

I tore some bandage and wipe my tears. I quietly curse and walk to the armored vehicles. Gustave pulled me over to a chopper.

"What have they done to you?" He asked.

"Gustave, it's so nice to see you..... I had written it down, but when I was going insane, I ripped the papers apart."

Gustave sat me on a bench with Meghan and the other girl on another. "Well, do you remember any of it?"

"Yeah, I do." I take a shaky breath and lean back. "I was whipped, cut, bruised.... I was also in illegal fights, which they bet on. Worse yet, I was reprogrammed to forget all I loved, but once I heard the specific word, brother, I snapped out of it, mostly."

Meghan held onto the other girl tightly. Gustave reached for my hands and checked them.

"What happened here?" He asked while putting some gloves on.

"I broke. I was driven by my insanity, to kill, to bust my knuckles." He undid my bandages and gagged. "I ended up hanging one and terribly, and brutally beating one."

Meghan was scared. "A-Are you okay?" She fearfully asked. "You look hurt."

"Mentally? No. Physically? No. I have never been good in any of this shitty situation."

Gustave finished wrapping my knuckles with fresh bandages and got to my shirt. "Would you like to take your top off?"

"Yeah, girls, look away." I take my dirty shirt off and bend down.

I can hear Meghan gag and whimper. Her boot lifted off the floor and went back down. Gustave gasped and quickly went to a table.

"My Dieu. Your back is not okay, you have multiple lacerations and scratches." Gustave brought out some antiseptic. "Jesus, these are brutal."

I wince in pain as the liquid touched my wounded skin. Thank God they weren't deep, but they were rather very long. Gustave wrapped a bandage around my abdomen.

I start to pass out of an fatigue and hunger. "Shit, I can't stay....up.........longer."

The helicopter landed on land, waking me from my painful sleep. Meghan gently pulled me up and carried me to the base's infirmary.

Gustave was already in his office, waiting. Meghan lays me down and kisses my forehead. I muster up a smile and cough violently.

"Now that I can officially patch you up, I want to ask you some questions." Gustave rolled his chair to the bed. "What is your name?"

"Y/n Castellano, brother of Meghan 'Valkyrie' Castellano."

"Okay, we got the second question out of the way." Gustave wrote something on his clipboard. "Who make up the SAS?"

I breathe slowly. "Mike....James...Mark.....and Seamus."

Gustave asked me multiple times about my memory, all of which were still intact, except one. "Who is she?" He pointed to the girl with the beret and the FBI hat.

We both stare at each other. The longer I looked, the more I saw who I loved. I smile and let out a breathy laugh.

"Eliza, my girlfriend." Eliza cried of joy and hugged me. "I love you so damn much."

Gustave and Meghan watch us and smile. Eliza looks me in the eye and kissed me.

"I'm so glad you're back." Eliza ruffled my hair.

"Like the Metallica song title, the memory remains." I rub her back and hold her semi-tightly.

"Y/n, I advise you take about a month off, have Meghan and Eliza take care of you, and keep off your back." Gustave lightly hugged me and slowly lifted me up. "If you need help, contact the doctors."

I smile and nod. "Thank you, Gustave. It's good to be back."

Meghan and Eliza put their arms around my shoulders and took me to the shared dorm. All of my stuff was moved out of the bedroom.

"Why is my stuff out?"

Eliza froze and sighed. "Well, M-Meghan and I thought you were, well, dead."

I chuckle and kiss her cheek. "Well, I don't see why, I kept my promise. I was safe."

The two girls rolled their eyes and laid me on the bed. I happily sigh and smile on the comfort of the soft and cold bed.

Eliza sat in front of me and smiled lightly. She ran her fingers on my leg scratches and made a closed chuckle. "How's daddy?"

"Eliza, stop. Meghan doesn't need to hear this naughty language." Meghan laughs and sits by my head. "Love you, Megmeister."

"Yeah, whatever. Listen to mommy." She pointed to Eliza.

"What does she mean, by 'mommy'?"

Eliza blushed and pulled me up. "Well," she grabbed something from a small box, "I think our baby can decide."

She showed me a pregnancy test... It had two lines, which coordinated to the word "pregnant."

I smile wildly and hug my little Jewish girlfriend. "No way! I love you so much, Eliza."

I plant a couple kisses on her neck. Eliza giggles and stroked my hair. Meghan chuckled and took a picture with her Black Eye.

"I might babysit if it's cute." Meghan said.

"Shut up, I'm giving it to Craig."

We all laugh and stay on the bed. Meghan yawned and stretched. She patted my head and winked. Eliza was in my arms, almost falling asleep.

I nod and shake her awake. "I got something." I hoist myself up slowly and 'fall'.

"Oh my God, Y/n! Are you okay!?" Eliza immediately jumped off the bed and ran to my side. "Meghan, call Gustave!"

I smile and grab the little box. "No need. But I do need to go to the mess hall, for a special occasion."

Meghan tapped on her phone and lifted me up. "Come on, old timer. You need your Viagra and sleep."

Eliza gave me a worried look and grabbed my hand. "Thank you, baby. You won't regret it."

We walk to the packed mess hall and stand in front. Mike nodded and turned most of the lights off, besides the one on us. Meghan pats my back and walks back to Craig.

I dramatically grab my stomach and fall to one knee. Eliza went down with me as I pull out the box from my pocket.

"Eliza..."

"Yeah?" She quietly asked.

I smirk and look up. "Eliza, you first pushed me on the wall and calmed the fuck down at your apartment. Then we were transferred to Rainbow. Then I went to a wrestling event, which, let's be honest, I acted like a child on sugar. But, after dreaming of zombies, taking care of a sick lil thang, and turning into a zombie, I have been wanting to ask you this..." I open the box to reveal a ring. "Will you make me the luckiest guy in this damn mess hall and marry my weird ass?"

Eliza blushed intensely and covered her mouth. She looked around, where everyone had cameras pointed at us. She looked to me again and cried.

"You bet your sweet ass I will." She dove onto me and kissed me.

I laugh through the pain and put the ring on her. "I think it looks beautiful on you. But not as beautiful as you are right now."