Storm (A Rainbow Six Siege Story)

Chapter 5

I was awoken by the sun coming through the blinds at the perfect angle to blind me. I sat up and went to brush my teeth. I sat back down and Grace woke up a few minutes later.

Grace: I need help with standing to brush my teeth.

Storm: Ok.

I helped Grace stand so she could brush her teeth. I sat her down on the couch afterwards.

Grace: Can you help me to my wheelchair?

Storm: Yeah.

I got Grace in her wheelchair and she spoke.

Grace: Breakfast time.

Storm: 11 years with little to no sleep just hit me all at once.

Grace: That would suck.

Storm: You get used to it, but when you actually get a good amount of sleep, it's weird.

Grace: I can imagine so.

We sat down and starting eating breakfast. Lucas sat down next to me after a few minutes.

Lucas: How's it going?

Storm: 11 years of little to no sleep hit me this morning.

Lucas: Same here, I feel I'm gonna fall asleep while just walking.

Grace: That must suck.

Storm: Even when they do give you a chance to sleep, you don't because you never know what's going to happen in Iraq.

Grace: Yeah, that place seems dangerous.

Storm: Who decided to live in the Middle East? It's just sand, sand and more fucking sand.

Lucas: We found one fucking forest in Iraq. 11 years and we found one fucking forest.

Grace: Damn.

Lucas: I never knew you could sing, Y/N.

Storm: Damn, we were that loud?

Lucas: That and I'm next door.

Grace: So you're sharing a room with Ela?

Lucas: Yeah, it's not bad. I just hate when Zofia shows up unannounced to yell at Ela. Gets her sad, gets me sad, and she does it in the middle of the night.

Storm: Christ, man. Talk to Zofia about it.

Lucas: I'm going to later. I gotta go, I'll talk to you later, Y/N.

Storm: See you, Lucas.

Lucas left and I turned towards Grace.

Storm: Back at my FOB in Iraq, I had a guitar that I would play at night with my unit because none of us could sleep. I brought that guitar here, I could play it while we're singing.

Grace: What songs do you know?

Storm: Pretty much every thing we sang last night.

Grace: Let's go and do that.

I helped Grace to her wheelchair and we went to our dorm.

Storm: Which sing first?

Grace: Let's do 'Are You Even Real?'.

Storm: Ok.

I started playing and we started singing the song.

There's no five years
There's no ten years
Only this
Queen of, queen of, queen of queens

There's no knife
'Cause there's no tension
Only this
Lucid dream of, dream of dreams

All I can do is trust in her
Late nights I can see the lust in her
Acid rain is a first for her
Skies open up, share a cup with her