Chapter 14 - Simon

Fuck! I slam my hand against the brick wall before taking a deep breath. I throw my bag over my shoulder and head through the field towards the waiting Wildcat. Soldiers pile into the helicopters ready to head out. I walk around throwing my bag at Köing who's waiting for the last few soldiers to climb in. 

Köing buckles as the weight of my bag as it catches him off guard, "Oh fuck mate, what have you got in here? Fucking bricks? Or is it all your hair products!" He groans. 

"Shut the fuck up you German twat" I laugh walking over to the cockpit. 

"Im fucking Austrian, why do I always have to tell you that? Do you ever fucking listen to me?" 

"No" I sharply quip back to him as he shoves the last of the soldiers into the helicopter. 

This stupid fucker is the closest thing I have to a friend but he is the worst copilot. Someone's got to be paired with him I guess, may as well be me. 

I move into the pilot's seat throwing on my headgear taking one last glance towards Sam's room. Even from here, I can see her standing in the doorway, the cold midnight air must be freezing against her bare skin. I can see the tears streaming from her eyes. I want to run back to her, I want to bring her with me or stay there with her, I don't even know anymore. 

I see Price standing at the ground command post and hear him begin giving each helicopter it's take off orders. As usual, we fly last. Price radios in to us to get ready. I start to turn on the engine as Köing leaps into the cockpit, almost tipping us over. I roll my eyes not even capable of dignifying the giant oaf with an insult. 

Price comes in over the radio, "You boys ready to fly?" he asks. 

"Yes boss, standby" I retort unable to change the sinking feeling as I prepare to leave. 

To leave Sam here alone and vulnerable. I should have told her I loved her because I do. Hopefully when she finds my letter she'll understand my feelings towards her and how much I care even though I can rarely communicate it. The chopper starts up, coming to life under my touch and I hear Price directing the ground team to pull chocks and move out of the way. 

"Redcon 1 Wildcat Agusta AW159 Sniper Team moving out" I speak over the radio lifting us off the ground. 

"Keep an eye on her ok Price" I don't get to hear his response as we move out of range. 

"Want me to sing the song of my people?" Köing laughs over the radio. I turn to him rolling my eyes as he starts to wiggle his shoulders in his seat hoping that I'd say yes - as if. Honestly if I don't kill him one day it will be a miracle. 

"Absolutely fucking not. I want you to shut the fuck up until we get there, got it?" Köing pretends to sulk and the soldiers chuckle behind us.