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“A real charmer ” she repeated Dakotas words with a soft smile on her lips. No other words could describe this man better than these ones. He may be a giant and rough man on the outside. But as a comrade you get to know him. And it was clear that this man had a good soul. In Royas eyes he was near perfection. Even with his stupid mohawk…his stupid but also lovely mohawk.

She used to dislike men. She made bad experience with them. But John MacTavish was her only hope that there were still men outside that were actually good people. Men that aren’t selfish, men that were faithful and loyal. And now this man is gone.

“Absolutely. If we both make it, then I invite you to a cool vacation trip. I’m serious ” Roya gave her companion a soft smile. A smile that wasn’t forced. It was a real smile that showed nothing else than kindness and also gratefulness.

Dakotas last question made Roya silence. It really seemed like it. But Roya couldn’t admit it. Or maybe she didn’t wanted to admit it. But it was clear that she had a thing for her dead superior. That was one of the reasons  why she was so sad. Why she sat there crying in grief. Her kind smile turned into a nervous, sad and also shy smile. She looked Dakota in her eyes. Looking uncertain she shrugged her shoulder.

“I’d honestly like that. Just have some girls trip or whatever. I know I bloody need one right about now.” She said as she smiled back at her.

“And you? You really liked him too, right ? I don’t blame you…” she sighed but gave Dakota the same sad smile. It was a little awkward between the two but these feelings made the two of them human.

“Yeah…how about we visit a bar? I really need a drink ”

However, she was not prepared for Roya’s question, and this had caused her to stiffen up alittle.” I…yes…you could say that.” She said reluctantly. She honestly hated telling people who she fancied..and she felt bad for admitting she liked the captain as well. It just didn’t seem fair..but it was what it was. And they couldn’t help that.

She then took in a deep breathe before looking up at her again.” Yes, please…” Dakota responded after a moment.” I’m sure we both need it right about now..”

Back at the Captains topic she placed a hand on Dakotas shoulder. Many women would be jealous right now but Roya was calm. She just understood her feelings. In addition Roya didn't had any hopes for the Captain and herself. Why would this handsome man choose her ? Why would this handsome man take a divorced woman who had a little child anyway? That's what Roya asked herself all the time. The wish of getting closer to the Captain was just a big dream. Which was never meant to be real. "It's ok. But unfortunately we aren't the only ones who like him. But we were the ones who were close to him. Who were his friends...they weren't " she joked and pointed at some women, started giggling. It was true and Roya was thankful that she was his teammate. That she was good with him.

“Yeah. For the moment. Right now Captain MacTavish is in charge. He does a great job. I trust him” her eyes sparkled as she told him what she thought about her superior. She really hoped that MacTavish would be there til the end. Being the one killing Makarov with his own hands.

His growl snaped her out of her thoughts and made her look away for a second. She felt a bit embarrassed because it was obvious what she thought of her Captain. Hearing that he really was the other Russian dude made her smile a bit.

“Yeah right, Yuri. I’m Cobra. It’s not long since I joined the Task Force. ” she never heard of the name Yuri before which was probably the reason why she forgot it so easily.

“ Do you…know Nikokai? Are you friends?” Roya finally asked due to his reaction when she mentioned Nikokai earlier.

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The sparkle in her eyes as she talks about the Captain does not go unnoticed, but Yuri knows better than to comment on it. She is far from the only person on base throwing glances in MacTavish’s direction, and Yuri knows better than any that John’s natural charisma is hard to resist.

“Cobra?” He assumes it is a nickname. Everyone he has met at the 141 so far has had a nickname of some kind.

She was glad that Yuri didn't comment on her gaze when she talked about her Captain. She just gave him a thankful smile and played with her dark brown hair to find a distraction.

"Some call me Lieutenant Rashid. But you can call me Cobra. Honestly I don't care which one you call me " she shrugged and crossed her arms over her chest.

Now Roya was curious about Yuri and Nikokai. But it would be inappropriate to ask him about it just yet. Since he seemed like he didn't wanted to talk about it. So she didn't bother him.

“Owing your life to your medical officer is just an occupational hazard.” Lara smiles, looking up from the bandages that she has just finished securing to Cobra’s body. She reaches for her notebook and jots down a quick note for her records. 

Being shot in the shoulder was a scary experience. At first Roya thought she was going to die. Seing the blood on her chest, feeling the huge pain that went from her shoulder up to her hip. But when she was moved by her team mates and ended up in the infirmary, she knew that she would survive…again. And good thing that their doctor was such a good soul.

“I know that. But there is one thing that distinguishes you from other doctors” Roya took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Trying to ignore the pain. “Some doctors do they’re job. Bandage the wounds. But they leave their patients after that…but you…you gave me hope…that I’m going to make it….I just wanted to thank you for that” a little smile appeared on her dry lips. Showing how thankful she was that Bones was there.

Lara smiles, ducking her head to hide the slight blush that tinges her cheeks and the tips of her ears. Her poor attempt at humour had been an attempt to reassure her patient and instead she somehow ended up receiving a compliment she hadn’t expected to hear. It’s a nice feeling and certainly a change from the usual jokes or sarcastic comments that she gets from the other men. 

“Hey…” She reaches out, a genuine smile across her features and gives the other woman’s forearm a gentle squeeze of reassurance. “We’re teammates. It’s my job to patch you up, but it’s also my job to take care of you. No one makes it out of situations alive unless we work together, right?” 

Noting Cobra’s reply, she checks her wristwatch and makes another note in her notebook. With the keys around her neck, she unlocks her medical cupboard, reaching for a sterile syringe and a medicine bottle. 

A soft smile formed Royas lips after she processed Laras words. Working together was really the key. And the reality was that comrades looked out for each other. Comrades were like a family. And Roya was loyal and also very attached to her comrades...well...to most of them at least.

No matter in what situation she would be in she would definitely try and save her comrades. Even if it means to sacrifice herself. At some point she was selfless. The lives of her comrades were more important to her than her own life. She would definitely catch a grenade for her teammates. Anytime, in any minute.

Looking at the syringe in Laras hand Roya took a deep breath. She hated needles. Or more like she was a little scared of them. "O-okay. If it really works then I have to go through it " she said unwillingly and quiet. But she knew that this was good for her. So she closed her eyes and let Lara do her work.

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“A real charmer ” she repeated Dakotas words with a soft smile on her lips. No other words could describe this man better than these ones. He may be a giant and rough man on the outside. But as a comrade you get to know him. And it was clear that this man had a good soul. In Royas eyes he was near perfection. Even with his stupid mohawk…his stupid but also lovely mohawk.

She used to dislike men. She made bad experience with them. But John MacTavish was her only hope that there were still men outside that were actually good people. Men that aren’t selfish, men that were faithful and loyal. And now this man is gone.

“Absolutely. If we both make it, then I invite you to a cool vacation trip. I’m serious ” Roya gave her companion a soft smile. A smile that wasn’t forced. It was a real smile that showed nothing else than kindness and also gratefulness.

Dakotas last question made Roya silence. It really seemed like it. But Roya couldn’t admit it. Or maybe she didn’t wanted to admit it. But it was clear that she had a thing for her dead superior. That was one of the reasons  why she was so sad. Why she sat there crying in grief. Her kind smile turned into a nervous, sad and also shy smile. She looked Dakota in her eyes. Looking uncertain she shrugged her shoulder.

“I’d honestly like that. Just have some girls trip or whatever. I know I bloody need one right about now.” She said as she smiled back at her.

"And you? You really liked him too, right ? I don't blame you..." she sighed but gave Dakota the same sad smile. It was a little awkward between the two but these feelings made the two of them human.

"Yeah...how about we visit a bar? I really need a drink "

Yuri cannot help the surprised look flashing across his face. He is used to the cynical, often violent attitude of young men. The woman’s enthusiasm is different; Yuri is unsure of it’s genuine or if she is mocking him. 

His surprised look made her grin for a short moment. Especially because she didn’t see that coming. But the way he studied her face made her feel uncomfortable. Or just the fact that he looked at her face more than a few seconds.

“I know right ? Could have done many things better…but it’s okay how things are at the moment ” that was a joke but it also showed the truth about her self-confidence. Most of the time she presented herself the best she could and that included showing self-confidence. That’s what she was taught when she was just a kid.

“For the moment?” He echoes, tilting his head a little further to the side, grey eyes never leaving the woman’s face. Yuri has met his share of men in power, each worse than last, but John MacTavish is an entirely different kind, a diamond among coals - 

He groans at the mention of Nikolai, immediately nervous of what his brother may have told this woman about him. 

“I suspect so,” he answers, rubbing the back of his neck with his right hand. 

It has been two weeks, and he is still not sure about introducing himself to members of the 141, especially without the Captain within earshot. 

"Yeah. For the moment. Right now Captain MacTavish is in charge. He does a great job. I trust him" her eyes sparkled as she told him what she thought about her superior. She really hoped that MacTavish would be there til the end. Being the one killing Makarov with his own hands.

His growl snaped her out of her thoughts and made her look away for a second. She felt a bit embarrassed because it was obvious what she thought of her Captain. Hearing that he really was the other Russian dude made her smile a bit.

"Yeah right, Yuri. I'm Cobra. It's not long since I joined the Task Force. " she never heard of the name Yuri before which was probably the reason why she forgot it so easily.

“General Shepherd send me here. He thought I was good enough for the Task Force. So you might as well have to trust me. I’m here for a reason” For a moment she cursed the General for transferring her to the Task Force 141.

She kept quiet the whole time he explained his idea of a good plan. It could work but for her it was to risky. But she didn’t say anything. She was the new one here. She thought that it would be inappropiate to talk so much at her first day. And even if he was pissed at her the others shouldn’t dislike her too…or at least Roya thinks he dislikes her. It was really hard to read this man.

His last words made her laugh for a second. She stepped back and looked at him with narrowed eyes. “Insecurities? Says the man who covers his face with a mask. Anyway Ghost…or who the fuck you are, we’re comrades now. So we might as well get along. Come one. Stop it. And I’ll stop too. We don’t have to be best friends…but at least let us stop this bullshit…we are both adults. And I don’t want any problems. Not with anyone and especially not with my other Lieutenant. ” Roya thought about her words and she was right. She felt sorry because she knew what she did was wrong…and unnecessary. She still thought that he was a mean and also hard to work with man. But she had to try her best to work with him and should avoid problems. Could be hard but it was her duty.

“I hope you…agree with me” She held out her petite hand so Ghost would take and shake it. Officially ending this fight that turned childish and she also felt the need to leave this room. She was a soldier. Yes. But inside this hard shell was a emotional woman. She missed here team already. Promised Frost to Skype with him when there was time. The emptiness in her heart got bigger and she realised how much she loved Team Metal when she looked at Ghost. Ghost was a stranger to her. Someone who pushed her from him. And seeing him made her realise how much she appreciated her former team mates and how much they meant to her.

‘Trust is earned, not fucking given.’

When MacTavish had handed him the promotion, Ghost had accepted it out respect. The deep trust he’d grown for the Captain over the years, making the choice far easier than it was hard. There were very few people left that Ghost trusted -  very few people that he’d put himself on the line for..

MacTavish was one.

Cobra was not.

The dig at his uniform earns the woman a flat look - Ghost hardly one to be concerned over his aesthetic. The skull mask is a part of his gear - the slip of material simply another facet of his tactical kit, which he’d tugged on earlier after rolling out of bed at two o’clock in the morning for their weekly CQC training exercises.

It was rare that someone could make her speechless... the way that Ghost did.

After she put herself together she took a deep breath. A quiet growl was leaving her throat. Even a blind person could sense that Roya was swallowing her anger down. It just wouldn't help any of them if they would continue this useless fight.

"It's not that I can't finish this fight, Ghost. You're underestimating me and you're stubborn. But you know what? A wise man changes his mind, a fool never will. Remember this." Her voice wasn't loud but shaking. Anyone could've noticed that she was really pissed off.

"Captain? I had a long flight and I have many things to do. Can I -"

"You're dismissed, Cobra" Roya smiled at MacTavish and nodded thankfully. "I'll see you tomorrow on time" with that she turned one last time to Ghost.