You tied off the ending of the string and gave the soldier some ibuprofen, lowering your mask and taking off your gloves, "read the label, and take what's prescribed," you picked up your clipboard and began writing, "if the pain does not subside, or you believe the injury to be infect, you must go to the base compound and be evaluated there. I do not have the supplies nor medication to deal with infections." You watched the blonde haired boy nod his head. You were just saying all the basic things they told you-you had to. You had that shit memorized verbatim. You wrote his info as you kept going, "I can provide you with alcohol pads that you can rub on them to clean them." You turned around to open the cabinet and hand them to him, "and for god fucking sake don't try to eat them or get drunk off them."
He took them, and smirked "people do that?"
You focused back on the form, "you would be surprised.â Returning to write down the soldiers name, âBut, I'm done with you so can you get the next person if there is anyone?"
"Yeah, thanks doc."
You nodded your head and turned back to the small filing cabinet, you had to put his paper away and grab a fresh sheet. You washed your hands in the small sink and heard steps behind you as someone sat down, "alright," you got new gloves and you reached for your pen, turning, "what can I do for you toda-" you were stopped by a smiling Syverson dangling his feet off the one tall chair in the room. You dropped your shoulders, "What are you doing here?"
"I came to see you doc."
"Oh my god," you leaned against the tan cabinets, "For fucks sake? You know I have actual people to see and help, not you?"
His brows moved together, "what? With the little needle you carry around?"
You locked your jaw, "I could do a lot with that needle, and that's what they supply me with. Maybe if they gave me more I could do more."
He smiled, lifting his hand to shoo away the conversation, "no ones out there anyway. Thought I'd ask you a question."
You rolled your eyes, "Syverson, if you're gonna ask me to go on a date you know the answer already."
He smirked, "now doc, is that all you think about? A captain asking you on a date," you crossed your arms and glared at him. You could see him try and hold in his laugh, "no, I do have a question, a real one." You raised your brow watching, waiting, "you know a lot about human biology?"
"I'm here aren't I?"
"Oo, doc no need to get sour on me, I just need you to take a look at one of the dogs that we found outside."
You moved your brows together, "a dog? . . I don't know anything about dogs."
"Yeah, well you know about humans, they're pretty close are they not?"
You stared at him in disbelief, "what? No."
"Come on, a quick look, you liked Aika, this dog is no different."
You sighed, Aika was cute, and when you could, you made sure to play with her outside. "You never asked me to examine Aika."
"I did not say 'examine'"
You narrowed your eyes, "then what do you want."
He smiled, "we might have some pups coming soon."
Your face went flat, "the dog is pregnant?!"
"Come on doc, ain't nobody in the hall for you, take a 10 minute break?"
You stared at him, trying to decide if you should trust him or not. Finally, rolling your eyes you lifted yourself off the cabinets, "where's the dog?"
He smiled, "follow me." You kept your gloves on as he led you through three hallways to his room. He got a room to himself, bastard, so he was somewhat far off from everyone else, "she's been here for a while and only moved to get eat or drink."
He pushed the door open and you were greeted with Aika, "hi babes." You spoke softly at her as you began to scratch behind her ear.Â
She jumped up on you, "Aika down!" His tone was sharp and stern, like he was talking to soldiers who were under him.
You gave him a side eye, "she's fine, you know that."
"I'm trying to teach her not to do that," he sighed, "this way."
He guided you to a bigger dog, fatter in her belly and her nipples were prominent, "you needed me to tell you she's pregnant?" Now this just seemed like a set up to get you in his room.Â
You bent down to kneel by her side, "No," you scratched her stomach lightly, she looked like Aika, but with the obvious belly. Her fur was also almost all black, "I need you to tell me when she'll give birth. She whines a lot at night and like I said she don't move."
You looked up at him, and almost laughed, "Syverson," his stern features didn't shift, "I'm a doctor, not a vet? I have no idea when she'll give birth." He crossed his arms and you rose back to your feet, "all I can say is to wait it out. She will when those pups are ready."
He put his hand to his mouth before scratching his chin through his thick beard, thinking, "I can't raise puppies."
You smiled at him, "I'll help," he gave you a coy look. Which in turn, made you side eye him, "oh sweetie not for you," looking back down at the soon to be mom, who was panting in the heat, "for the puppies." He grunted and you looked back at him, "what'll you name her?"
He squinted down at the dog, "I don't know yet. . . what's your middle name?"
"Syverson-" You drew out his name, annoyed.Â
"No seriously, what is it?"
You rolled your eyes, "Y/M/N." (Your/middle/name)
"Settles it," he knelt down to the dog and rubbed behind her ears, "Y/M/N," he looked up to you and smiled.
After then, you didn't think of the momma anymore, while Syverson constantly made sure to bring her up on your radar. But, today you had seen twenty-two guys which was far from normal, and being you were the only one on base who knew how to give proper stitches and offer medical care in your make shift clinic, you wanted to sleep.
Your room was with some of the other female soldiers, but they were nice to you so you didn't care too much. As you were getting ready for bed, you brushed your teeth, let your hair down from it's bun and got it a little wet, so it would return to its normal form. You looked in the mirror and felt dead, wearing a tan t-shirt with no bra and shorts that were too short, but wouldnât be uncomfortable under your cargo pants (in the instance you needed to get dressed quick). You shuffled to your bed and closed your eyes.
"Y/N," you felt your body shake furiously and in an instant, your eyes opened and you reached for the gun you kept at the side of your bed. "No," the dark figure grabbed at your arm and when you went to scream a strong hand covered your mouth, "aye! It's me! It's Syverson."
You squinted at the figure and could make out the beard, "Shumveson?" It was muffled because of his hand.
He put his finger to his mouth, "shh, you gotta come with me."
"Hmm?" Again, the idiot had his hand over your mouth. They really let the dumbest people be captains.
"Y/M/N." It took you a minute but then you remembered and nodded your head. "Come on." He let go of your mouth and backed up.
When you stood to walk, you whimpered from the pain in your feet, but you followed him to his room, the walk was silent except for your cries of pain. "I think she's having them, I gave her my shirt to lay on."
You looked over to his body, "is that why you are suddenly without clothes?"
He didn't wear a shirt and only his cargo shorts, which were loosely hanging around his waist. He rolled his eyes at you, "says the girl who's boobs and ass are hanging out."
You moved your brows together and felt slightly self conscious, but turned your attention to the dog. "I need you to go to my office and grab two sets of gloves, and probably some Benadryl. Get me some food too." You lowered to be level with the dog.
"You're hungry right now?"
"Are you dumb? It's to put the pills in and feed to her. Go!" He did as you said and all you could do was scratch as the girls face, "shh, baby," she let out whimpers and you were afraid she would wake people up. He came back and dropped the materials next to you, "get the gloves on when the puppies start to come." He nodded his head and sat down on your free side, "okay baby, we're gonna help you." You looked to Syverson, "she should know how to do this herself, so it's just waiting. But when the puppies are all out, we will figure out the genders then lay them next to her so she can clean them, keep them warm, and let them eat," he nodded his head, receiving all your orders, "get the food you brought and lather them up in Benadryl."
"Can dogs have that?"
"yes, and it's all we have," she whimpered again and you both looked down to her. He shifted to grab something from the side of his bed, and when you looked, it was a jar of jelly. You almost gasped, "what the hell? You have jelly?!"
He cracked the lid open and used his finger to scoop out a chunk, looking to you, "what? My mom mailed it over." You were still jealous.
"I hate you," you muttered.
He gave her two pills and you both sat watching on the cold tile floor, it was like watching water boil.
After about half and hour, he jumped, exclaiming: "I see a head!"
You put your hand over his mouth, "she needs to be at peace right now! Don't disrupt her." You felt his tongue against your palm, which made you with draw quickly, "ew!"
He smiled, "you liked it." You could only roll your eyes, but you felt his arm wrap around your back pulling you to sit in between his legs, "look," his voice was deep in your ear, which almost put you in a sleepy trans. But you followed to where his finger was pointing, which was to the small head of puppy coming out.
You smiled, sitting criss-cross in between his thick body, "you're gonna be a dad." You spoke softly.
You could see his hands rest on his knees, "damn, that makes you the step mama." You couldn't help but laugh, while shaking your head, knowing he smiled at you from behind
You didn't notice it, but as the longer you both watched the puppies arrive, the deeper you were in his lap. You laid your head against his fury chest while he rested one hand behind him to support you both and the other laid gently against your body. You had gotten so tired, you jumped when his deep voice rose again, vibrating against your head, "you think she's done."
You rose quick and looked around, darting to her and the puppies surrounding her nipples to drink. "Um," you rubbed your eyes, "yeah. We can count them and know the genders I guess."
"Alright," he shifted from his position, "we could've moved to the bed instead of making me sit on the hard ass floor."
You shook your head, "I didn't mean to fall asleep," you yawned a little, looking over at him, "what time is it?"
He checked his watch, "4:08" you nodded and moved closer to Y/M/N, he was close behind you, settling at your side as you both looked at her in awe.
"Good job babe," you rubbed her head, she welcomed it and kept her mouth open panting.
You could hear him getting his gloves on, "Let's see," he picked up one and checked the underside, "girl."
You looked to the puppy, her little eyes were still closed and she was so tiny in his hands, "what's gonna be her name?"
He took a long look at her, "Doc . . . for doctor." You rolled your eyes and met his gaze, "i want to keep this one and for her name to be doc." He looked so serious about it that you felt your heart pick up.
You shuffled closer to him and watched as he set the puppy down, "fine, but the next ones name is gonna be cap for captain." You knew he was smiling, and by the end of you guys going back in forth with names, you had seven puppies, four girls (Doc, Ivy, Ace, and Lyn) with three boys (Cap, Sage and Hendrix).
By the time you were done arguing on the names, it was 4:42 AM. You both got up at six hundred hours normally, and you knew if you fell asleep you'd be out.
"What some coffee?" He asked after you two were done admiring the cute little puppies and their whimpers. You nodded your head, "you can sit on the bed, it's softer," he got up and disappeared from the room.
You scooted to the mattress and first thing you noticed was how much nicer it was than your own. You leaned your head against the wall and when he came back with two mugs you gave him a glare, "your own room, a jar of jelly, and a soft ass bed."
He smiled, handing you the cup, "it pays to have a momma that loves ya, and I guess a good position." You rolled your eyes and blew on the coffees surface, watching the steam rise from it. He picked up the container in one hand and tossed it on your crossed legs, "take it."
You looked up at him and he walked towards you, laying down next to you, putting his weight on his elbow so he could look at you. You felt yourself frown, "I can't take it."
He shook his head, "that's what I'll pay you in, Berry jelly."
"Pay me?"
He smiled, taking a sip of the black coffee, "for helping."
That almost made you snort, "I fell asleep? Really Sy, you should have it, it's from your family. I'm good with the beans and noodles."
"Let me see it," he rested his coffee on the bed, letting it sit against his chest as you handed him the jar and he unscrewed the top, showing you the delicious looking substance. You felt your mouth water, "take some." When he could tell you were resilient, he nudged it closer to you again. You pulled one hand from your coffee mug and let two fingers dig into the jar, coming out with a beautiful scoop of the substance. He watched closely as you put your fingers in your mouth and moaned, which made him all the more tentative. His eyes scanned over your body, and took a long glance at your chest knowing you weren't wearing a bra. Your eyes were closed as you threw you head back against the wall, "that good?" It was so sweet and tart at the same time, it almost made you feel like you were in his hometown. You could imagine him picking berries for the mixture and helping to smash them with his mom, it was so cute.
When you finally opened your eyes, your smile was giddy, "like an orgasm."
"Well doc if I would've know it was that easy I would've given it to you the first day I saw you."
You looked straight at the paint chipped wall, still feeling in a daze of jelly happiness, as you shook your head, "no, you could never get me like that."
He watched your every move, licking his lips, "wanna make that a bet."
Your head shifted down to him, and you looked at him with the most loving eyes he had ever seen, "this was fun." Before lowering to kiss his cheek, you stopped at his ear, "I'll come by tonight and look at how the kids are doing?" He nodded his head and you pressed a kiss to his cheek. It was quick, but it left a warm print on his skin, and made your chin rub against his beard. "Bye Sy."
He hummed, and watched you lift yourself from his bed. He watched your ass as you tiptoed and opened his door lightly, giving him one last glance before you disappeared into the hall. "Fuck." He muttered looking to the jar he laughed, "fucking jelly."Â
