#madcom fic

"Do ya guys think we can make these houses our base?"

"Deimos." Sanford groaned. They've been in a suburban neighborhood for half an hour trying to find supplies. No such luck, according to Doc.

Well, they haven't searched all of the houses yet so no hope is lost.

Hank was busying himself searching one of the homes with Doc, thankful that Deimos didn't follow him.

"Man, this is getting hopeless." Deimos complained as he lit up a cigarette. Sanford just patted his back as they continued to stand outside of the house Doc and Hank were searching.

"Hey, have a little faith. Who knows we can find a lifetime supply of cigars for you." Sanford laughed as he heard his friend scoffing before puffing another smoke.

The sound of footsteps made the two turn around and saw Hank and Doc's figure appearing in their vision.

"So, what did you guys find?" Sanford asked. Doc handed out the bag and zipped it open, prompting Deimos and Sanford to lean over and look.

"Just a couple of meds and canned foods," Doc informed. Zipping the bag closed and added, "I believe we also found some pictures, as your friend requested, Deimos." 

Holding the pictures Hank handed to him, Deimos found a picture that made his heart ache a little.

It was a picture with three people in it, a dad and his two sons, smiling with Christmas decorations around them. Deimos would've probably smiled if he saw the boys running around if they were still alive. 

He just hoped they were.

Taking a deep breath and putting the pictures in his pockets, he looked up and saw that Hank and Doc were looking at something on the right. 

Him and Sanford turned to see what it was and it surprised the two to see smoke coming up far away from them. 

Doc became skeptical, suspecting it could be A.A.H.W agents but Sanford argued it could be a normal person. God, Deimos hoped that Sanford was right.

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It was very shocking for Deimos, and a little bit to Hank and Sanford, for the smoke to be coming from a mansion, but all the more for Doc to be suspicious. 

The mansion is big enough for A.A.H.W to set up a base, right?

The gate let out a loud creak as they slowly walked inside. Everything looked too clean, and too peaceful. That made Sanford and Deimos tense, readying their weapons while looking around to see if there's something suspicious.

"Hey guys, look there." 

The three looked to where Sanford was pointing at. 

Inside of the mansion was on fire as one of the windows exploded in flames. What happened here?

They continued to walk towards the large house. Hank stopped and looked at a bouquet of flowers, it was decorated very beautiful. 

Hank picked it and showed it to the group with Deimos asking, "What'chu got there, big guy?" 

"Wait a minute," Sanford spoke up, looking closer to the flower to inspect it. "These are… peonies." 

"A what?" Doc asked in confusion.

"Peonies, they are flowers that are usually used for weddings."

Huh, that's weird. Deimos thought. "Wait, so you're saying there was a wedding here?" 

"Maybe not, but let's just hope it could be, just be careful. There might be 'guests' here." Doc emphasized on the guest part. They split up so that they can find things faster.

Sanford and Doc, Hank and Deimos. Boy, was Hank so thrilled to be with guy.

The two were currently at the side of the mansion, Deimos pestering Hank as usual. Hank was ready to punch Deimos in the head and throw him into the wall, but he controlled himself.

As they were nearing at what seemed to be the backyard, Hank stopped. He looked around and saw that there's so many flowers decorated on the walls. White curtains and expensive vases.

"Jesus, there probably is a wedding here," Deimos commented, his pace slow as he continued to inspect the decorations. "Let's just hope that there are guests here, or even better," Hank looked at Deimos with a confused look. "The bride and the groom."

Deimos let out a cough, scrunching his face at the stench of the smoke. They heard a loud crash inside of the house, making Deimos worry about his two friends. 

Deimos saw Hank power walking his way to the back of the house. He quickly followed suit.

They got there quickly and the rows of white chairs with flowers on them stunned the two. The chairs looked like it was placed there recently and there was not a sight of blood or anything that made it look like it was from A.A.H.W.

"Shit, it really looks like there was a wedding or would be. Hank we should call the others," Deimos stated out but stopped when he turned and saw Hank was not looking at the chairs. "Hank?"

He took a step forward near the stoned fence and faced where the big guy was looking.

It was you. Just sitting on the stairs. 

He was about to get his weapons out when he first saw you but Hank grabbed his wrist before he could do anything. 

He looked closer and saw you were smoking, clearly out of it. And it shocked him that you're wearing clothes for the wedding, but what was once pure what was now caked in dark, dried blood.

Christ, is this the spouse-to-be? You looked like you were in a massacre.

He turned his head and called out to Hank, "Hank, go get the others. I think they need help." Hank nodded and ran off.

Love me tender, love me true

All my dreams fulfilled

Deimos quickly ran beside you. He watched as you puff at tour cigarette. Completely ignoring the raging blaze behind the two of you.

"Hey, are you okay?" He asked slowly, not trying to scare you off but you completely ignored him. Your face look so dead and tired, like you've seen something else. Something exploded that was followed by glass shattering but Deimos ignored it.

His priority right now is getting you medical attention.

"Can you hear me? My friend went out to get some help. We have a doctor."

Still no answer. 

He sighed in defeat. He then pulled out a cigarette and lit it up. "So," He started, watching you puff another smoke off before asking, "What happened to you?"

For my darling, I love you 

You let out a breath.

He waited.

"I got married."

And I always will