Bang and Burn ~ Dreamnotfound + Skephalo

Chapter 27

Dylan opened the door to Nick's room as he began to say, "Hey, brought you guys breakfast!" But before he could get halfway through what he planned on saying, he gagged at the sight of George and Clay pressed together in the middle of the mattress they slept on. He was glad that they seemed to be on better terms, but it was too early in the morning for him to deal with this. Dylan threw the bag of breakfast sandwiches at them. "Get the fuck up and eat. We've got work today."

Clay rubbed his eyes as he looked at the bag in his lap. He then saw George in his arms and froze. He wanted to push him away. He wanted to get up and pretend like it didn't happen. But Clay couldn't bring himself to wake George up. He just looked so peaceful and content. So perfect. Clay slowly reached for the bag and grabbed one of the wrapped sandwiches and undid the paper wrapping with one hand, refusing to pull his other arm out from under George.

Dylan walked over to the bag and grabbed one, tossing it to Nick, who was on his phone texting someone. "Eat man. You need your strength back."

"I know." Nick unwraps the sandwich. "I need every ounce of strength possible so I can get back to work today."

"Wait, what?" Dylan asked.

"Techno said he'd clear me from the hospital so I can get back to work ASAP."

Clay scoffed quietly. "Seriously? I swear, he's such an asshole. You need time to rest and heal."

"No, I need to get back to work."

"Nick, you need to lay low for a while!"

"Clay?" George asked as he yawned. "What's going on?" Unlike Clay, George didn't seem to notice Clay holding him. At least, he didn't draw attention to it.

Dylan leaned against the bed. "This idiot thinks he's going back to work because Technoblade said so."

"No, Dylan, I said so! I asked if he could clear me and Zak so we could return to the mission."

Dylan's jaw dropped. "You WHAT?!" Nick grabbed his water cup, but Dylan smacked it out of his hands, sending the cup flying into Clay's lap, spilling the water down his leg. "NICK! Who gave you the RIGHT to say Zak is ready to leave?! Does he even know?"

"No, Dylan. I haven't told him yet."

Dylan bit his bottom lip as he shook his head at Nick. "You're just like Technoblade, you know? You just do whatever the hell you want, no matter who it may hurt."

Nick leaned forward in his bed. "Stand down, agent. You shouldn't be starting shit with me."

Before Dylan could move closer to Nick, Clay let go of George and stood in between the two. "Dylan, I know you're pissed, but fighting about it isn't going to change a thing."

"Why did you include Zak anyway?" George asked. "He nearly died, Nick. He should be allowed to take more time."

"The same gremlins did this to us. We are both going to receive the justice we deserve."

They then hear someone clear their throat in the doorway of the room. They look up to see Zak leaning against the open door, wearing a pair of sweatpants and a loose tee shirt that seemed to be a size or two too big. "So I have you to thank for this, Nick?"

Darryl entered the room with a bag of clothing. He tossed it onto Nick's bed. "Techno came by and dropped this off for you, saying that you and Zak were to report to the offices today with the rest of us."

Dylan's phone buzzed in his pocket as he got a new text. His eyes widening was the only indication that the text was important. "You guys stay here. I need to take a private call in the hallway." Dylan walked out of the room as he dialed a number into his phone. Zak stepped into the room, allowing Dylan to close the door behind him.