#diggerharkness

Digger knew something was wrong the moment he walked in the door.  You didn’t immediately run to greet him like you normally did, instead you stayed put on the couch, buried under blankets and looking ill.  He cocked his head to the side and frowned.

“You alright there little miss?” he asked, moving around to face you.  You groaned and glared.

“You’ve been gone awhile...and I’ve been in pain...how could you just abandon me?” you demanded, sniffling.  His eyes widened.  O no, o come on! Not when he got home!  This was supposed to be the time you two got to get down and dirty, but not this time.  “Digger?!  DIGGER?! Do you even care?!”  You looked angry now, sitting up and staring daggers at him.

“Yes I care, you know that!” he said.  He folded his arms and watched you for a moment before moving over to you.  “Lay down, I will be right back ok?”

You were yelling at him as he left your place again, but he was on a mission.  An hour later he came back to find you curled up in a ball on the couch, looking miserable again.

“Where’d you go? Are you leaving me? Is there someone else?” you cried.  He sighed, knowing this was just your mood swings talking.

“I didn’t leave ya and I ain’t ever leaving ya, I love ya little miss,” he said, handing you a bag.  Inside was Aleve, your favorite chocolate, a heating pad, and a bouquet of flowers with a stuffed unicorn.  “Thought you would like this,” he said.  You looked from the gifts to him and then smiled a watery smile.

You and Digger had had a tough go so far, being partners for the Squad.  You were new and he was crazy and you sometimes could not handle even being in the same room as the guy let alone room with him.  In the first few days you were with the Squad, in a new city full of opportunities you had taken to studying the words written on your arm that would point you to your soul mate.  ‘It’s me ya know, just in case you were wondering’ it said and you figured this meant you had already spoken to them and they just hadn’t told you yet.  Digger had watched you every night, not saying a word, just watching you clean your weapons, glance at your arm, punch a bag, glance at your arm, it was entertaining for a while, then it got annoying.  Sheesh you just wouldn’t let him off the hook would ya?  Guess it was time to give up the unicorns anyways.  You were reading a manual, every so often glancing at your arm when he finally spoke.

              “It’s me ya know, just in case you were wondering,” he said, voice annoyed.  You froze, eyes wide as you turned to look at him.  It couldn’t be.  You looked back at your arm, seeing the words gone, and knowing he was right. No, No, NO!