Dominika is my OC from my Walking dead series I used her again in this. None of the Helix characters belong to me only Dominika

Block, punch, block, kick, duck, get pinned to the ground. It was the same thing every time we sparred. Spencer "The Scythe" Chissik was a tough one to beat but someone had to put him on his ass eventually. I highly doubted anyone but me could, we had been sparring for years and each time I came closer and closer to seeing him pinned to the ground. This time was different though, something was off. He wasn't as controlled and focused and at times I swore he let me hit him instead of blocking my hits. "Time!" he suddenly said and I stepped back "That was a good match" I said, he wiped his face with the back of his hand and grunted then stalked out of the room. There was definitely something wrong with him.

We were currently staying in one of Ilaria's building made for operatives. It had rooms designed to each person's taste, they came with a kitchen, office and bathroom, there was also a communal dining room; you could however make your own in your room if you wished. There were 5 different training rooms, one every 2 floors with a few private sparring rooms attached. This was underground however, with a 12 story skyscraper above to disguise the happenings below. Between the training room floors we're "recreational floors" these included 2 lab floors, a library and 2 dance floors. The rooms were in the skyscraper above. Spencer had the penthouse floor all to himself. The floor below was for me and a few other operatives, the 3 bottom floors of the tower were used for Ilaria business and the rest were more rooms for operatives, although they remained empty most of the time.

I was making my up to my room after taking a shower down in the training rooms when I saw Spencer at reception. 'I may as well go see if he'll say what's wrong' I highly doubted he would, he didn't often share his feelings. As I got closer I caught part of the conversation he was having with the receptionist "I need the key to my mother's office" he said "I'm sorry but we don't have that key…" I receptionist replied with fear in her eyes. "What! Then where is it!" He had raised his voice; Spencer rarely raised his voice so it had to be fairly important he got into that room. "M-Ms Sutton kept the key on her…" the receptionist stuttered, Spencer's hand slammed into the desk and she flinched. I decided to step in "Scythe" No response "SCYTHE!" I yelled "what" he turned to me with narrowed eyes "Leave the poor girl alone, if they don't have it they don't have it, just break the lock if you want to get in so badly" I said calmly. He stalked towards me, grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the hall. "If you ever, ever, do that again I swear -" I interrupted him "you'll do what? Kill me?" he narrowed his eyes again "Yes, exactly that Dominika, I will kill you" he said menacingly. I wasn't having it, he was acting like a child. "Oh, grow up Spencer, you're 300 years old for God's sake" I said, almost regretting saying his real name "Don't call me that!" He screamed and I flinched, I'd never seen him lose his cool over something like this. The calm and collected Spencer Chissik preferred to use a quiet tone of voice. Then the unexpected happened, when I looked him in the eye I saw tears, real tears. I went to touch his arm in comfort but he flinched and turned away. "Scythe?" I asked quietly "Go away Domi" his voice broke "No. What on earth is wrong?" I asked "Just leave me alone" he said. "Not until you tell me what's wrong, because, frankly its concerning" I said. I wasn't going leave, I considered him a friend even though he probably only saw me as a sparring partner who was actually worth his time. "Fine…Sutton is dead… Blake and Thea too" He murmured. This came as a shock to me "What? How?" I asked he thought of Sutton as his mother. "Arctic Bio Systems" He said as he turned to me it was all he needed to say, I had heard a lot of stuff had gone down up there. I looked at him and it was extremely obvious he was crying people don't need to see him like this I thought. "Come on, come to my room, you don't want people to see you like this" I said quietly, there was an elevator at the end of the hall and at this time of day the tower above was practically deserted. "Yeah, OK" he said as he wiped his eyes. I felt like I was in a dream, he was so different right now.

We got to my room without a soul seeing Spencer crying, I was very glad about that, there was no telling what he would do to someone who saw him like this, I wasn't even sure what he would do to me after. "Make yourself at home" I said and he sat at the small, wooden dining table. He leaned onto the table with his head on his arms and sobbed. He really did love Sutton, I didn't know what he felt for Blake but I knew they had some sort of thing together. I placed my hand on his arm and he didn't flinch away. "You can talk to me you know, I won't tell anyone anything about this" I said, He looked up at me with conflicted eyes, he didn't want to be seen as weak but it was already too late for that, but I guess he wanted to tell someone how he was feeling right now. He sighed and said "Hatake killed my mother… I was sent up there to bring her back after she didn't report back, Thea died first" I listened intently; I had a feeling this was all classified. "She was reckless and fell for one of Hatake's traps" he looked at the table "Balleseros killed Blake…" He trailed off and it confirmed that he did have feelings for her. "You can't blame yourself Scy-" he interrupted me "Call me Spencer" he said and I continued surprised that he was letting me call him by his real name "You can't blame yourself Spencer, their blood isn't on your hands it's on other peoples" He narrowed his eyes "I know that!" he said "I- I just… I miss my mother and I miss Blake even though she could be annoying" After that he just spoke all of his feelings, he was angry but sad and I did my best to comfort him.

After a while we moved to the couch and he let me hug him, I don't know when the last time he had been hugged was but he was so tense for a while. Eventually he hugged me back as he let more tears fall down his cheeks. We sat in silence for about an hour until the bell signalling dinner was being served in the dining hall. My stomach growled, I hadn't eaten since breakfast at about 10am. "Hey, Spencer, I'm going to make some food, do you want some?" I asked, he let go of me and sat up straight, moving his head around to get rid of a stiff neck. "Sure" the reply was short and curt. "You can watch TV or go on my laptop if you want" I said and he turned the TV on, flicking through channels. "Is grilled cheese okay with you?" I asked him "Yeah" he replied. I wondered whether he was like this because he felt like he constantly had to keep up the tough, don't-give-a-shit exterior. I finished making the sandwiches, handing him a plate and sat down beside him. What he said next shocked me (It certainly was a day of surprises) "You know, Domi, I consider you a friend" he took a bite of his sandwich and I looked at him with wide eyes then back down at my plate. "That's good to know, and I consider you a friend as well" I said through bites of my sandwich.

We continued to sit there for a bit once we had finished our sandwiches, we didn't talk, we just watched TV. Eventually Spencer got up "I had better be going now, its late" he said and I looked at the clock, it was 12am. "Goodnight Domi, see you tomorrow for a sparring match" he said as he opened the door. "Same time?" I asked "Of course" he answered with a small smile. "Goodnight Spencer" I said as he closed the door.

I know this is like WAY out of character but, I wanted to show a soft side to the Scythe. I don't know whether this is going to be a one-shot or not, let me know if you want me to continue. I could make it into a multi-chapter story. Please excuse any grammar/spelling issues I didn't have a proofreader.