(1k READS??? UM WHAT????ILY SM TYYYYY <3. I definitely will start doing author notes. Noticed alot of writers do it to connect with their audience better.)

    I stood there for a while; my hand pressing into my jaw as I thought intensely about my options. 'How the hell was I going to successfully evade this sniper training?' Now it's not like I sucked at it, of course not; I'm a dead shot after all. I just prefer to not do it and avoid it at all costs, but since I'm a lieutenant I can't really do that; I'll basically be the example for my soldiers. As my thinking became more intense, my brows furrowed, and my hand was practically breaking my chin. No solid ideas came to me on how exactly I was going to escape this. Just then a large hand waved in front of my face, breaking me out of my trance.

   I jumped back in surprise, shooting my head up to face whoever had broken my train of thought. König's eyes had stains of distant worry in them as he stared down at me. "Sorry Bärchen, I did not mean to startle you...." He put his hands up in defense as if to calm me down. I let a soft chuckle roll from lips because of how silly he looked. My gaze shifted downwards as I rested a hand on my hip. "Um...Bärchen?" He cooed softly.

    'Bärchen? What does that mean? Every time I turn around this man is calling me everything but lieutenant. To make matters worse I don't even know what the names that he calls me even mean. Kind of regretting not taking those German classes in high school.' A soft, inaudible sigh left my mouth. Before I even had a chance to question him on what he just called me, he spoke. "Roze had a question for you....", he continued in a soft voice. I raised my head to meet his eyes, but he avoided me.

   His eyes darted from different things before meeting mine briefly and shifting somewhere else. I glanced over to Roze who was already looking at me expectantly. I urged her to say what she had to say by rolling one of my hands in the air. She cleared her throat, glancing at Horangi and then to König. "So, we were wondering.... can we maybe use our guns that we brought back from Kortac? We're more comfortable using those." She prodded at her fingers as she spoke looking at me expectantly for my response. I glanced at the other two who seemed to be looking at me with puppy eyes.

   I crossed my arms, dropping my head and closing my eyes. A small smile crept on my face as I spoke," Sure, I don't see a problem with it." I raised my head and opened my eyes, just in time to see their reactions to my answer. They all celebrated quietly, earning a soft laugh from me. In the corner of my eye, I kept seeing König take long, staring fits towards me. 'Why does he keep looking at me? Wait is he even looking at me? Something might be behind me. Is something on my face.... ahhhh whatever.' As I was lost in my thoughts once more Roze, Horangi and König started to make their way to their lockers to retrieve their guns.

   My eyes were opened wide as I raged in blank thought. As I brought myself back to reality, I turned and caught a snippet of their conversation. "You really called her 'Little bear' König?? Damn you're brave!" Roze practically screamed. 'He called someone little bear. How cute.' "Now what if she understood you?" Roze asked in an overly questionable tone. I heard König softly chuckle as he turned toward her and stopped walking; the other two followed suit and stopped walking as well.

   "She didn't. She won't. I mean- she can't understand German anyway so why not? Will she be mad at me if she did understand?" I chuckled at his stammering as he tried to convince himself that whoever he was talking about couldn't understand him. Roze and Horangi both shrugged in unison before turning around and walking away; König followed. ' Aww he's interested in someone. I wonder who.... Wait. Why am I even worried about his personal affairs? It's not my business.' As I said this in my head, a 'pang' hit my heart, hurting it.

   I threw my head back, slamming my hands on my face. 'A pang? What the fuck is wrong with me? I need to get a grip. The one time a man is nice to me I start paying too much attention to him, seriously? I'm not Stephen.' A loud audile groan left my lips as I slowly withdrew my hands from my face. "You alright Captain sweet cheeks?" A soft, somewhat posh British accent shook me free from my thoughts. I swiveled around to face the voice.

   Instead of being met with another soldier who was trying, but failing miserably at flirting, I saw Gaz with the biggest goofy smile on his face. The muscles in my face relaxed almost immediately, "Gosh man, don't scare me like that." I started to laugh at my very much overreaction. "And what did you call me? Captain what???" I asked, wiping away my tears that had started to form at the edges of my eyes from my sudden laughing fit. "Captain sweet cheeks, I made it up!" He broadcasted, all the while with a goofy smile covering the entirety of his face.

   I rolled my eyes, my face returning to its former harshness. "Watch yourself sergeant." I said, a bit of sarcasm in my voice. "Yes ma'am!" He did an over exaggerated salute while holding in a smile. I huffed a quiet laugh, crossing my arms. "So, what's up? Why are you here?" I asked, shooting questions at him left and right. He raised both hands in front of him; almost as if he was calming me down before he finally spoke, "Nothing much I was just bored.

   Price isn't around much, so me and Soap have nothing to really do." he shrugged. "You guys are still playing pranks on Price? Gosh grow up." I chuckled.

   He shrugged; shifting his weight from one leg to the other, "Yeah I know but it's entertaining, we are off for 2 months. Besides patrols, there's nothing to really do around here." I nodded in agreement, he was right. Laswell had issued out a temporary relieve of everyone on base. Some people went home to their families, while others went on vacation. Most of us though, stayed.

   What I didn't understand was why Gaz didn't travel back to see his family. Unlike most of us that had stayed at base, Gaz, and Soap both had families at home. 'Maybe they had a falling out? Whatever, not my business.' To say that I wasn't grateful for his company would be a lie. Just then, I heard the creak of the metal door that led from the staircase, swing open. I turned my body to see my team walking out one by one. It didn't surprise me that König had to shift his body sideways and duck down to get out of the door.

   In my peripheral, I saw Gaz's mouth fly open as he caught sight of König. A small smile creased the sides of my lips as I took in his reaction, eagerly awaiting his comment. "Sweet mother of Kansas, that is one big boy..." He said with his mouth still agape. An audible chuckle left my lips as I turned my head to look up at him. "Yeah, he's big alright. But he's a softy. I mean, not in a bad way! He's just really nice."

   I cleared my throat to redeem myself from my stammering that had taken place just a few seconds prior. Luckily for me, Gaz didn't seem to notice as he was too focused on König's appearance. If he did hear me, I know he'd never let it rest. "Wow the well-respected lieutenant of team Bravo 2-6, stammering when asked about one of her contractual soldiers. A bit weird if you ask me...?" The sound of his goofy voice bounced around in my head, causing me to loathe the thought even more. "You're telling me...that.... tank is nice...?"

   He slowly tore is gaze away from König to look towards me with one of the most horrified expressions I'd ever seen on his face. I smiled warmly as I nodded, "Yup!" Gaz let out a labored sigh, seemingly trying calm himself. He side-eyed me, "Right..." I chuckled, shifting my attention to my team who was now standing in front of me. I observed everyone. They seemed a lot more comfortable with their guns. I nodded in approval, realizing that I'd made a good choice on telling them that it was okay to get their own guns.

   I did a small jump, causing everyone to look at me confused. "Sorry, I just remembered I had to go talk to Simon. I didn't tell him that I allowed them to get their guns." I sighed, scratching my scalp. Gaz gave me an apologetic look, almost as if he knew what was awaiting me. I glanced back over to my team. I looked up at König and nearly almost shit myself. He had that, something in his eyes again.

   The same thing I saw in those sad, sunken eyes of his when he was looking at Simon. But this time it was more...intense, more threatening. I looked at him in confusion, wondering what the hell he could be staring at with so much malice. I shrugged, "Alright, I'll be right back. I need to talk to Ghost about something. Give me 10 minutes." I turned my attention to Gaz, he looked towards me as if on que. "Want to come Kyle?"

   His eyes popped at the sudden use of his real name. "Yeah, I would like to witness this grilling." He nodded his head, smiling. In response I rolled my eyes at him. I glanced at König to see if was still staring out at the thing he was so concentrated on before. Whatever I was expecting was completely wrong. His stance was widened, and his shoulders were straight.

   He was twitching, a death grip on his gun as he stared with an intent-to-kill gaze directed towards......Gaz? I looked back up at him to see if I was looking at the right person or thing. He was practically ready to lunge forward when he caught my concerned gaze. His body relaxed immediately and that something in his eyes were gone in an instant. His eyes were back to their normal state with hints of softness in them. He looked totally normal, as if nothing happened, as if he hadn't looked like he wanted to kill Gaz and shred him to pieces. A shiver ran down my spine as I gave him a weary, small smile.

   He returned it under his mask, his eyes squinting to show that he was smiling back. Something about the way he shifted his attitude that fast, was a bit unsettling to say the most.

Huh...maybe I'm seeing things...

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A/N: // Is this König getting jealous? Hehe. //