Scarlet is dead again, and blue has to wait for him to reawake, as always
Warning: mild talk of healing
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Adam leg bounced in the almost silence of the medical room, his hand holding the bloodied and burnt hand of his dead friend, he refused to look at the bloodied sheet, looking just made his stomach knot tighter at the damage Scarlet put himself through.
The blond exhaled with a shakey breath, rubbing his eyes with a free hand
No matter how many times he sees Scarlet die, he would always be there to drag what remains of his friend back home to cloud base
The op would have been easy, apart from the bomb that was tossed towards a position of power, and Scarlet pounced on it...quite literally
His body contained he explosion, but died with the impact saving everyone of course.
Adam has his hand shook, condolences and praise given as his friend was wheeled into the helicopter, to be taken back to skybase for autopsy
Course just a little twisted lie, they can't know that the man who jumped on a grenade is also indestructible
There was a sickly squeltch, which pulled Adam out of his thoughts, as the captain laying on the hospital bed slowly started heal, bones cracking back into place and skin knitting itself back together, a faint green glow following cuts and burns across Paul's body
Adam steadily stood, pulling the sheet off face, just as Paul took a deep raspy inhale in his freshly healed lungs, blood shot eyes flicker around, breath quick, panicked
"Easy..." Adam said holding Paul's hand tighter, stroking over the knuckled
"A-" He started to croak and Adam patted his chest, just feeling a rib crack back into place under his hand making him grimace a little
"Ah...wait your not..fully together" the blond said keeping a hand resting against Paul's chest feeling the sharp heartbeat against his palm, which slowly started to slow down, relaxing realising that he was safe on skybase
Fawn stepped in to the room
"Ah, Scarlett welcome back to the land of the living again"
Blue gave a half smile at the doctors entry, glancing down at his partner
"Tea?"
A small nod and Adam nodded
"I'll be back Paul"
A small hand squeeze and he let Paul be handled by the good doctor
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Adam made tea (three tea spoons of sugar and a little milk, he always told Paul it'll rot his teeth, but the man had a sweet tooth, and retro-metabalism) and on his return, able to snag some biscuits from the mess hall for his indestructible partner, he stepped into medical seeing Paul was sat up and now looking better then he did a few minutes ago, Well, anything is better then a dead body, to be fair.
He settled down handing Paul the cup, hearing a soft Thanks, as Paul's vocal cords have now healed from the blast
Adam glancing around, seeing no sign of the doctor reappearing before handing the biscuits over, he didn't want to be scolded for bringing food into the medical room again
"Thanks Adam.. " Paul rumbled happily drinking, and having something to snack even if it was cook-...biscuits
Damn Brits
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They talked a little, about what Paul missed while being dead, wasn't much but kept Paul in the loop of what's he's been doing while taking a dirt nap
Fawn came back suspicioun in his eye at the sight of crumbs but refused to say anything further
"Your free to go Scarlet" He said with a half smile
Paul steadily got up, wincing as he was finally allowed to move healed joints which popped with the movement
Adam held him, looking away just seeing Paul bare
"You've seen be nake-"
"God Paul, just get the spare cloths on"
He heard Paul's laugh, hearing that Paul slowly getting back to his natural habits
His PT cloths was given which would do till they got to the barracks
Adam opened the door and let Paul inside, the dark room, course it was three am now, and they were off duty till both recovered from the situation, so theirs a positive for them
Paul, who was pratically a buzz wuth energy, hummed disapearing to grab something better then just his loose PT gear
Adam gave a tired smile, as he finally got in
Taking off his tunic, wincing as he sat down on the bed, taking off his boots, with effort, glancing seeing Scarlett now changed into his uniform
"You gonna be doing your report Paul?" Adam settled down, getting comfortably into pajamas, swinging his legs onto the bed with a tired sigh
"Ah huh, going to be sat at the computer, keep an eye on you as you sleep"
Adam smiled feeling the soft kiss to his tired forhead, letting Paul lay him down
"You old romantic-"
Paul gave a smile in the darkness of their shared room
"It's only fair...you do the same for me..how its my time to keep an eye on you"
Adam smiled feeling how tired his eyes have become, Adrenalin, anxiety taking a toll on the blond
"Yeah yeah...reports before white has our asses again"
A small chuckle and a forhead kiss, feeling Paul trace small patterns on his wrist and forarm, a damn weakness to lull the other captain into sleep, and it always worked
He breathed out steadily, letting himself relax, before sleep dragged him under
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Paul waited a little longer watching the steady breath of his beloved even out, before combing a hand through the golden locks, before standing silently sitting at the computer to start his reports of the op
Lieutenant Amber is tasked to follow a target that is going to blow up a populated city, what could go wrong?
Warnings: mind blood, bomb
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"Colonel, he's in position" Green said, her fingers tapping at the keys getting cctv footage up of the cities Market
"Lieutenant Amber, we have you in sight, what's your position?"
"All clear sir, no eyes on target standing by" the voice cutting through the radio
"S.I.G, Lieutenant."
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Amber sat at the table, coffee on the table sunglasses on as he sketched the building above him, silently watching the french market, taking in the sights, the smells and most importantly
People watching
He watched people laugh and talk, buying from sellers, children begging for items for sale, a perfect normal and mundane sight, if it wasn't for a little information saying there's going to be a bomber to ruin the day for everyone
And they needed to have someone deal with them, and quietly, and Amber was always good at quiet
Amber leant grabbing his coffee taking a sip, playing it off nice and relaxed
Tension would spook the target, even if trained, their would always be some stress some give, everyone has a tell
He watched a kid giggle running with there new toy as their parent walked after them with a smile
He sighed softly, catching the movement, a man, keeping out of large crowds, watching eyes flickering around, hand close to hip, concealed weapon
"Spyglass, White" He stood packing away his sketch book and paying, stepping away from the cafe
Following a few steps behind the target not needing an answer from the colonel, staying out of eye shot
The target, moved, with purpose defiantly former forces but paranoid, Amber watched them dip into an allyway, away from the crowds on the street
Great a dark alleyways, he followed keeping to the shadows
He came to the court yard, glancing around
Nothing, target disapeared
He exhaled taking off his sunglasses, glancing around, trying to pick up tracks of his disapearing bomber
A small air compression went off and he felt the pain in his arm he grunted grabbing, pulling back a dart
Oh Bloodddy-
His knees gave out and he blinked hard, as the drug ran through his veins, his vision spinning, he blinked rapidly as boots walked over to him, he collapsed down onto his chest breathing hard, vision tunneling
And the world went dark
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Amber steadily woke, blinking hard rolling his shoulders as he steadily sat up, eyes around the room, windows blacked out to his left, golden seeping through, sunset, likely been out for a good 3-4 hours
He shifted, arms bound tight behind him sat in a old chair that creeked a little with the movement, theirs worse situations to to wake up, he thought
He door opened ahead of him and he tilted his head, as the target walked in, a second shadow behind, but stayed to the darkness
"Where's skybase" said the target
"Up your ass." Amber shot back, and he shot a punch making Ambers head snap to the side with the impact, tasting iron in his mouth as he blinked hard, and spat out blood onto the floor
"Skybase. Where." His face was grabbed and he blinked slowly up at the glare of the man
"Like I said" He smirked "with how much ya packing big boy...its very likely up your ass"
He kidnapper let his face go walking away
Talking to his friend who stayed more to the shadows
Amber rolled his jaw shifting his arms to try and undo the restraints around his wrists with out them catching on what was happening
"Hey!"
He stopped, looking at the target, eyes big as a gun was pointed at his face.
"Come on Benjamin...dont do this we can keep talking alright?" Amber smiled, a bloody mouthed smile
"Shut up."
"Were having a lovely chat buddy come on" He smiled again, trying to keep his tone welcoming to Benjamin
"He's right Benjamin, a lovely chat"
The man from the shadows finally spoke, his steps slowly echoing in the room as the shadow stepped closer, Amber tensed up on instant hearing his voice and seeing his face just made everything go from bad to worse
"Little Amber here just want to talk. Don't you?" He patted Benjamin's shoulders with a smile
"I'll get him to talk Benji, you go outside, keep an eye out, mm?"
The target nodded walking away the door clicked behind him
"Your a bastard you know that, Conrad?" Amber snapped, showing the venom in his tone
"We just want to know a simple answer to a simple question"
"You know better out of everyone I aren't spilling Spectrum secrets." He leant back into the seat scowling
"You always were stubborn Callum" Black purred, taking the spectrum lieutenant jaw, the faint green glowing in Conrads eyes, which only grew brighter as his eyes narrowed onto the smaller man "but we have are ways. To make even the most stubborn Spectrum agents talk"
Amber felt blacks grip tighten on his jaw, to something more painful
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"Are you absolutely positive?" White said leaning over Greens shoulder
"Of course sir" Blues voice chimed, trying to keep his voice even
"You sure Scarlett can diffuse the bomb?"
"If I know anything sir, it's to trust Scarlet with these things"
"S.I.G...report back when we have something"
"S.I.G, sir"
The coms went silent and Green looked up
"It's bad isn't it?"
White looked at the officer and sighed "all we can do is hope that bomb doesn't go off..."
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"Scarlet." Amber said looking at the coloured Captain who was studying the bomb strapped to Amber's chest, steadily ticking away, avoiding Amber's gaze, a black eye hair a mess, burst lip everything showing signs of interigation, but other then that he seemed fine.
"Shut it callum. Need to think"
Amber exhaled rolling his jaw, his breath shakey, giving a little away at his anxieties, at his current predicament.
"Just need to think" Scarlet repeated
"Paul..."
He glaned up at the lieutenant, his big brown eyes on his own pale blues
"Defusing this thing is-"
"If you say impossible. I'm going to punch you myself." He huffed out, getting closer
Amber went silent
"Small bomb...but got nuclear materials...it would wipe out a large area...and they'll think spectrum would be the cause because of us being here-"
"Can we stop pointing the obvious Paul?"
He crouched down lower steadily opening the bomb slowly, any wrong move could level the area, they both knew that, Paul could maybe walk away from it, but chances were slim, even if he was part mysteron.
Paul worked silently, focused on the explosive strapped to his friends chest
"Black was here" Amber breathed a shakey whisper
Scarlet gazed up at Amber
"You tell him anything?"
"course not..." He gave a half smile
Scarlet stayed silent, before nodding, eyes on the 20 seconds left on the timer
"Ready?"
Amber nodded closing his eyes
"All yours Paul, been nice knowing ya brother"
"You too callum"
He cut the wire
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The bomb was handled by bomb squad, studied for its components and disposed of in a safe manner
They got Amber back to Skybase, doctor Gold saw to his wounds, cleaned up, but nothing to report back
Amber walked silently, heading to his quarters, he just wanted a shower sleep off the horrible feeling
He punched the code into his room exhaling a shakey sigh, he took off his cap, sitting down on the bed
Trying to hide the shake in his fingers
There was a knock and stood
"It's Paul, Cal" He smiled standing opening the door seeing the captain stood
"I'm alright Pau-"
He saw the whiskey bottle and smiled shaking his head
They sat silently at the mini table in Amber's room, Paul kept his gaze on Callums form, the way he hunched over, eyes on the dark liquid within his glass, his fingers twitching, but Scarlet made no attempt to push the other to talk
"He wanted to know where skybase was" Callum said quietly
"He tried the damn hypnosis thing..." He exhaled rubbing hus eyes
"He knew what point to press..." He sighed "my brother...spectrum...Black's training..."
Scarlet nodded sipping his own glass
"He got pissed...that instead of using the target as the bomber...he used me..."
"He was pissed?" Scarlet questioned
"Mm...even if its not Conrad in his mind...his body still carrys the tells...the eye twitch...the vein at his temple that buldges" Amber exhaled
Scarlet smiled slightly knowing that tell from their former friend
"You...you ever think..."
"At times..." Scarlet said quietly "if I can break free from the Mysterons control...then maybe Conrad can too...but chances are..."
"Impossible" the sniper finished
Paul glanced at the covert agent eyes dark in the low light and a silent nod
"I'll have the report in by tomorrow for White..." callum finished the rest of the whiskey standing smoothly, Scarlett followed the movement, gauging the other officers reaction, he stood opening his arms up, a silent offer
He watched Amber pause studying paul for a king second, before leaning in, arms moving around the other back hugging
Scarlet hugged him silently, letting Amber hide away in his arms
"If you want to talk Cal, I'm always here alright?'
A small nod from the smaller man, and that was enough to ease his worry for Amber
The air was crisp, the sun just settling down over the hills basking the land in its golden warmth below, the facility, which was a satellite controle station, sat in this vally, Search lights flickering on watching behind the walls, guards moving like clockworks, all to keep an eye out for unwanted guests
moving low, steps light, staying to the shadows, he counted timings of the guards silently, before climbing upwards into a les guarded utility vent.
He breathed out, silently moving, watching through some of the grates as soldiers moves below him
He wasnt here for them, so he continued through the vent
He landed silently into the room, opening the door and slid into the server room, crouching down beside the server panel working silently, keeping an ear out for the next guard sweep
He breathed out steadily through the mask before taking the codes and closing up the server, he counted hearing the steps of boots
Before sliding out
"Now, where are you going?"
He stilled eyes flickering up to the officer
The masked man backed up slightly, watched as the man with black hair slowly draw his gun, he moved quicker kicking hard to the chest a grunt and the spy moved with the captains movement with the aggression a sharp punch to the face and he dropped with a mild thud
"Fuck." The mask man cursed, hoping no one heard the scuffle before grabbing the captains hat, and pistol hiding it in the server room, with the unconscious captain, before making his way back through the vents
He slid out, before bolting.
There was yells and sirens broke out, he ducked low trying to stay out the spot lights
A shot rung out and he hit the ground hard, the shock of the stun leaving him on the dirt, trying to crawl with what muscle control he had left, he was able to claw his way until a boot came down on his ankle stopping him, and another stun making the world go black.
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He inhaled sharp blinking hard as he came to, wincing at the ache in his jaw, likely from the stun shot that hit him, eyes falling on the captain he punched earlier, a nice bruises has forming around the captains eyes, likely from the broken nose, black hair slicked back apart from the odd strand, relaxed but his eyes focused now locked with there prisoner
"So, you going to talk?" The captain said with a head tilt
The spy leant back against his chair, arms bound behind him
"Come on, life would be a lot easier if you spoke." The captain spoke again
"Who said anything about life being easy?" The man responded with a head tilt of his own
"Okay...let's start this off easier...who ordered you to steal the data?"
"Steal what? Who?" The man smiled back
"Smart ass."
A gun from behind pressed under his jaw from behind
"Callum flynagin." Said the Captain "who in Spectrum ordered you to Steal our codes?"
Callum grinned, a feral look in his eyes
"Well...ya ma?"
He got a slap for his smart ass response
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"How was he?" White looked over towards Captain Black who was glaring at the computer as he typed, nursing his broken nose with a ice pack and a half touched glass of whiskey "He figured out the guards timing, used the utility vents, which I've never seen a recruits do before. Got into server rooms, gave me a broken nose" He waves his free hand to his face "and when caught proceeds to be a smart ass. Where the hell did you find this punk?"
Colonel white, who was very amused with the situation that one of his captains finds himself in, gave a small hum, may as well put conrad out his misery
"We found him in the marines, top of his covert classes" White responded
Hearing an audible groan "of course he is"
White chuckled low "I feel like you two would get along just great, Conrad"
Drones are loose and are dive bombing people of high ranks, including Colonel White himself, who else to be on drone shooting duty then the trusted spectrum sniper
Warnings: being shot, some wound inaccurates
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Amber was asked to aid in a presentation on a new drone fleet that would help aid with unmanned search parties and recon.
Amber wasnt fond of the idea of some machine taking his Job, Machines could make mistakes, struggle with making choices that a human could do better and more affective.
It started to go wrong when the handler of the drones turned up dead and the drones missing, with a code to target very specific people, the United States president, few members of parliament, some Generals around the world, but of course Colonel White himself on that list
So a few marksman were assigned to take them out before heavy damage, *cough* death, was done by these drones
The issue was Colonel White was presenting a speech, to the UN, Amber didn't remember what about likely the continued fight back against the Mysteron forces, but the Colonel needed to be in the building for it, Scarlet as ready as ever was on bodyguard duty, with security increased further for everyone in and around the building.
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Amber watched the sky's from the roof, using the thermal scope to try and spot the drones prepellas
"Amber-"
"I'm Here Scarlet"
"Anything?"
He could tell Scarlet was getting twitchy, just by the question alone
"Nothing yet, Scarlet" Amber removed the scope from his eyes, glancing towards the buildings window, a few clicks away, just picking out the man in the suit, stood by the window, it has Scarlets wide shoulders and tall frame so more then likely be Scarlet, seeing only a few spectrum captains knew Amber was out on the roof tops doing overwatch and drone shooting duty
"Keep us posted lieutenant"
"S.I.G Captain"
He glanced up again, to the sky's scanning, the breeze came though which ruffled a few strands of hair, he paused hearing the low buzz, and grabbed his rifle, following the sound aiming steady, thermal scope working like a treat as he saw the drone, stationery in the air
"Got eyes on Scar-"
He watched it suddenly take a dive bomb towards the party and Amber jolted upright, and pulled the trigger
The drone exploded into a fire ball, yells broke out as the glass of the buildings windows shattered, seeing Scarlett diving for the Colonel leading him out to saftey
Amber exhaled a sigh of relief, easing up at his job now done
There was another bang and he jolted, eyes wide in suprise and pain as blood oozed down his side he crumbled back adrenalin spiked as he looked around for the shooter on the roofs with him
There was a shooter, second sniper likely incase the drone failed to meet its target
"fuck-" He crawled getting to cover, incase the sniper chose to finish the job
"Amber?" Scarlet called out in his earpiece, worry in the Captain tone
"N-nightshade-" he coughed hard wincing in pain as he pressed a shakey hand to his side, hoping scarlet would understand or atleast overhead the code, to know Amber was in deep shit.
He half heard footsteps on the gravel rooftop, walking towards him, he quietly hoped it was an ally, his eyes flickering up at the shadow looming over him, nope the said sniper who shot him
"You. Are a certain pain in the ass against the Mysterons" growls the man above him,
"Mm...just-ek- doing my job.." He blinked hard, hands trying to keep himself from bleeding out
"We will win th-"
"The Colonel is safe...now taken safely to a bunker...and you...will be found and dealt with" Amber half smiles with blood stained teeth, he felt the cold barrel pressed to his temple
"No...they'll find you...under our cont-
A bang and the shooters body dropped like a sack of potatoes, Amber leant his head back against the gravel coughing, as he heard rapid footsteps crunching the gravel rooftop
"Callum!"
He heard footsteps and hand pressing against his side, enough to make him cry in pain
"Fucking..." He slurred
"Eh, keep your eyes open" He blinked hard half paying attention on who was talking, seeing the blue spectrum uniform.
"I'm....fuzzy Ad..." He slurred head lolling against Adams shoulder who picked him up, in a bridal carry, Amber coughed out faintness seeping into his joints
"The...Colonel, Adam..."
"Secure...he's fine...just don't worry alright?"
Callum blinked hard, trying to stay awake, barley remembering getting into the helicopter as the world went black around him
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Adam stayed close to the medical bed, watching the moniter beep steadily, with Callums rise and fall of his chest.
It turns out, luck was on Calluns side, the bullet stayed in which kept some of his wound plugged, gave him a few extra seconds longer, but he still lost a lot of blood, he glanced down at his own trembling hands and breathed out with a shakey sigh, he's tried to clean up Amber's blood off his hands, as the lieutenant went into surgery, but the blood dried under his nails and he could feel in some places blood sticking his shirts fabric to his skin underbeath, he rolled his jaw feeling the the dull ache.
Paul stayed by the Colonel side to make sure no other attempts on the Colonels life was taken, with out the overwatch of the spectrum sniper.
Adam had to break the news to Callums brother, Caleb, hearing his friends brother shakey inhale at the news his twins been shot, the clatter of keys being grabbed, he would arrive soon, but Adam didn't want to leave Callum by himself, he inched his hand to hold Callums, feeling his index finger twitch as if firing a weapon, he smiled slightly still fighting even if asleep, that was a good sign atleast
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Callum blinked hard, vision half swimming and blurred, feeling someone holding his forearm
"Take it easy marine" the cold grip leaving his arm his eyes flickering watching the black jacket disapeared out the room, he coughed inhaling sharp and monitors beeped louder, feeling a warmer set of hands hold his own
"Easy now, ya safe cally, breath" He recognised his brother voice and he shifted
"Who...who was that" he croaked
"Who?"
"Was...someone else in here?"
He watched Caleb look at him confused "the morphine really got to you ay?"
Callum sighed in defeat, blinking hard, glancing at his brother who look liem he too just woken up, the tirdness in his brothers face and eyes, the worry and concern, he glances around the room, then to the small bed by his own
"Is-"
"Everyone's fine before you ask, White fine, Scarlets fine, Spectrum hasn't fallen out the sky since you've been asleep, Blue was in here every day for a few hours, but you've mostly just slept for 2 days"
"Two days?" Callum echoed, exhaling
"Yeah..."
He felt the ridges of his twins hand holding his own
"You really scares us Cally" Caleb whispered, stroking his knuckles
Callum nodded shakey hands gripping Calebs shirt resting there forhead together
Caleb smiled holding the back of Callums head
"I'm all here Caleb..."
Caleb smiled, a very tired relieved smile "glad your okay"
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Blue jolted up, from his bed, as his phone buzzed on the night stand, half thumbled with his phone as he answered the call, and pressing the phone against his ear
"Callum-"
"Relax dumdass"
Blue blinked and exhaled rubbing his eyes, relief flooding through him, finally getting a better update then still asleep, even better when Callum voice came through. Adams eyes flickering to his watch
"Congrates on coming back to life 2 days late"
"Ha ha..." Caleb sighed through the phone
"Called to give you the heads up I'm awake"
"I can hear that"
"Look..."
Blue raised an eyebrow at the tone shift
"Can you check the cctv of the hospital...my room particular?"
"Why?"
"I Just..need to be certain...alright?"
He sighed
"Alright...I'll call if I find something"
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Adam sat beside Green, who had her hair in braids and a face mask, he did his best not to laugh, when he first knocked on her door for help to get into the hospital cctv, but now he's rubbing his shoulder in pain from her punch, both for waking her up at 3am and the laugh, but the waking at 3am issue was apologised for when he explained Callum woke up, called Adam and was alright
They sat together going through the footage
"You sure he wasn't hallucinating?" She said "he's on morphine, his medical report does say it makes him trip out"
"Positive, he was quite sure" Adam huffed
They both stopped at the figure sat by Callums hospital bed
"He's...he's not-..."
Adam called Callum again,
Eyes never leaving the screen as if the figure would disapear from it
"Callum."
"Yeah?"
"You were right..." Adam said trying to keep his voice even "there was someone else that wasn't your brother or nurses in your room"
"Adam-"
"It was black." Adam breathed out "Conrad was by your bedside Callum."
John got the extra crispy, crippling social anxiety (a mood John) and who's better to aid him in that place then his dumdass partner (both in crime and love) Zayne
So Zayne is literally on, watch his beloved and if he gets uncomfortable with too many people, people and that bitch Susan, he comes up in a way to pull John away, like shown, oooor he steps in to talk how super cool John is with out saying John is international rescue
Zayne is a useless bastard when it comes to showing affectionat to his orange pool noodle, and John gets flustered when the purple dumdass is literally looking at him with love and care that could actually kill someone with
John does have a fit of confidence, pulling Zayne away by calling him his "beloved" which distracts zayne enough to follow and not actually throttle the man who was trying to flirt with John, because John rather not be held accountable for to watching zayne murder a man
Zaynes party attire still has the purple he usually has when in his space suit, but he often doesn't wear a tie, because:
"Johnny, its a choking hazard, I don't want to wear a tie"
With a small galaxy nebula under his flanks which surprisingly glow how?
The astronaut, get a call for a rescue they go up...they also come down too
Warning: passing out
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The rescue was simple, a shuttle that lost power and was drifting, easy fix
Zayne cut short Alan's space training to aid as John listed where they were heading
Went a little wrong and John had to fly the exo to give a much needed hand with the effort to fix the issue.
And now all three were back on Tracy island, walking up to the living room
John smile rolling his eyes as Alan and Zayne sang together
Scott half chuckle not looking up from the desk hearing his younger sibling laughing, mildly stumbling
"Wow, easier there kiddo" Zayne guided him to go sit down
"How was the teaching and mission?" Scott called out
"You know" Alan grinned "Zayne a good teacher"
There was a chuckle from the kitchen as Zayne walked up towards John pressing a small peck on the others cheek who smiled looking a little paler then normal
"The rescue too needed an egstra...."
"John?"
Scott looked up, at the space monitor slur his words, just in time for John to collapse
"Shit-"
Zayne caught him the glass in John's limp hands shattered on the floor, Scott rushed over instantly supporting his brothers head watching Zayne suddenly grow paler
"Mar-"
He watched as the engineer collapsed head hitting the floor hard with a thud and not get up
"Scott?"
"Alan stay sat." Scott yelled "EOS, call Virgil from the hanger. Please we have two dumdass astronaut on the floor"
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Alan was also feeling a little light headed but thanks to both the heavy worry of his grandma and two older bothers, he stayed sat, sugary drink in hand, preventing him to also fall into the dame fate as his brother and mentor.
He watching as all three, get both Zayne and John's legs elevated, John was the first one to come to.
Zayne came to slowly, who blinked a few times before laughing slightly.
"I can't believe you both passed out." Virgil shook his head, more worried on the lump that has formed on Zaynes head then anything
"It was an easy mistake you all three could have avoided"
"Well-" Zayne started
"Mark Anderson jr I wouldn't expect this behavior from John but you. Ooooo wait till I tell your mother" Grandma Tracy shot towards the engineer who stopped, and gave a half worried smile looking at Grandma Tracy
"Please don't, I'm sorry"
Grandma Tracy shook her head "I'm calling anyway, I don't want you flying with a concussion, your stuck here till I deem you able to fly"
There was a quiet yes ma'ma as Grandma Tracy grabbed her phone, to make that phone call to Mrs Anderson.
John chuckled from his own position on the floor moving his hand to hold Zaynes, who squeezed his hand back with a defeated sigh.
Alan slowly leant his glass down slowly sliding to the floor shuffling towards John laying his head on his chest getting his brothers hand in his hair for his efforts.
There was a crunch and everyone looked at Gordan stood eating one of his crispy crunch bars
"What did I miss?" The aquanaut questioned
"The astronaut passed out." Scott sighed rubbing his brow
"Oh..I can see that"
"Then why did-"
"It's funny"
"Gordan-"
He watched as his brother walked away with a laugh
John hummed eyes closed
"Glad to see his humor hasn't changed" with a smile "even if two of his brothers are on the floor"
"Three" Virgil crouched down with ice pack resting it to Zaynes bump
"Ewww...its astronaut down here, Virgil" Alan grinned
"Well, I technically could class myself as one"
"One time virgil, and we needed the coolant up there for a rescue"
Virgil grinned
"He's right though technically is an astronaut" Zayne chimed
Virgil grinned
"See!"
Alan gasped in betrayal
Scott walked over with coffee sitting down watching his younger brothers and Zayne laugh a little
"Your all terrible."
"Aww, come on your still sore from when you got gravity wrong with your jet-"
He sent a glare to Alan who pouted and layed back down on John's chest, who chuckled
Virgil now sat on the floor, John still stick between Zayne holding his hand and Alan laying on him but made no movement to get up
Scott watched them, steadily easing up they were okay everyone was alright he thought to himself