Please, please, please don't hurt me... You think to yourself. He takes a few more steps toward you, until he right on front of you. You can feel his breath hitting your face. His eyes lock with yours. You see his eye color is a deep shade of hazel, almost giving it a honey color. You take a deep breath and hold it, not sure what to do. Suddenly, fast as lightning, his lips are on yours. You eyes stay wide open for just a few moments, but then give in and wrap your arms around his neck, tilting your head. Then he pushes away from you and turns around.
"I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry." He tells you without looking up.
"N-no, it's okay." You stammer, turning him around. "It was sweet."
He smiles at you. Your heart melts with how warm it is.
"You think so?" He says.
You nod. "Yes." He takes another step toward you, a fire glowing in his nearly amber eyes.
"But like you said," He starts, the glow in his eyes changing. "I'm a RED, and you're a BLU." He looks you right in the eyes, not looking very happy at all. "And I believe you're blocking my Intelligence."
Your eyes widen as your heart shatters. You don't move besides for reaching behind you to grab your .380. Miles takes your arm, stopping you from taking your pistol up.
"It was good while it lasted, darling." He says, taking your pistol instead. "But we're through."
BANG! Pain sears through your chest, and you fall to the ground. You try to move, but can't. The only movement you can manage is shaking terribly, and even that is not in your control. You suddenly hear banging coming from the Intel doors. The locked ones, you know? Those doors, you remember, are reinforced steel, and impossible to break through.
The door bangs again.
Someone calls your name. You recognize Sniper's voice, and try to speak, but can't. He calls it again, banging on the doors.
Miles steps over you and goes behind the desk. He takes the Intel as your vision begins to fade.
The last thing you hear is the Administrator telling you that the enemy has taken the Intelligence.
You wake up in the MediBay. Your head pounds. You look around. It's dark, and you're on the lab table. You look over and see Sniper, slumped against the wall in the far corner, fast asleep. You smile as you see him.
Maybe Miles Alexander isn't your soul mate.
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