Author's Note: Hello Everyone, MB here with an announcement.

I've recently noticed that my time to forever change my life for the better is quickly approaching, leaving little time for writing now. It seemed like yesterday when I thought of this story and all my others, both successful, unfinished, and abandoned. Needless to say, I'm super thankful for all your warming reviews and comments on my stories, both negative and positive. I'm super grateful for all the wonderful characters that I've received, even if I hadn't accepted all of them or not in the stories, sorry if i didn't! But that's just how it works. You need to figure out who'll make the cut and who won't. Reason why I'm saying this is that I'll be taking a long break from writing and fanfiction, and heading my way to the Military.

I use my phone and computer most of the time and there will be limited access to it obviously. It'll be the hardest yet most rewarding part of my life. I hope you all also do well for the next few months and enjoy the holidays.

I wanted to story to be at least 12 chapters long, with more emphasis on the foxhole, but time is a fast and cruel mistress so I shortened it. It was my first time writing slow burn so I think it's not as good as the ones I've read lol. Anyway, as a small going away gift, here's a little epilogue of what happens after the mission. Enjoy.

It wasn't the same since the mission. Whenever they would see each other during the training, debriefing, or just in the halls, the wave of longing would wash over.

They didn't say anything beyond a professional approach much like before. A simple hello or a wave would water down the suspicions of the mission before, where Jäger said he seen them act rather more personal than before. Thankfully Jäger was one who understood social interactions poorly, and everyone assumes he misinterpreted something. Thank god for that.

But to those with a much more keen eye, there was obviously something hidden from the rest of the team. Isaac hoped he didn't come off as defensive or anything of the sort whenever the topic came up, either during a "between the guys" sort of thing or a professional screening.

Jack was the first one to notice something. He would analyze their faces whenever they spoke, looking for the tiniest hint of passion or attraction. He must've known something, considering he's very good at that sort of thing. Whenever he'd see Isaac or Tina, he'd give a knowing smirk, but didn't say anything. Maybe he was a bit of a romantic.

Isaac felt unlike himself, sneaking around someone he shared a passionate night with, and even strong attraction. He knows Tina also needed to communicate, she needed to get it off her chest.

Isaac took the offensive and knocked passively on her barrack door, almost swinging out immediately after. Tina smiled at him, and gestured him inside.

"Isaac, it's good to see you," Tina said. Their constant avoidance made it like they never saw each other for weeks.

"You too, Tina," Isaac replied, taking a seat on a small chair in the corner table. Tina took a seat as well, pulling out two beers from the mini-fridge nearby.

"I'm guessing you're not here for the sweet sustenance of Wolson beer?" She jokes dryly, anxious for the eventual shift in mood. Isaac quietly snorted, taking the bottle.

"I prefer Modelo," he played it on. He sipped the beer gently and set it on the table. His expression turned more serious. "I want to know how you feel about me still, even after this… I don't know what to call it, avoidance?"

"Isaac, I think it should be obvious," Tina sighs. "Of course I still love you, but I'm feeling like you don't love me."

"Don't say that, of course I love you Tina. It's like what I said before, we can't just announce it. If Six ever finds out…"

"She doesn't have to," Tina quickly interrupted. "No one does." Her hand slowly reached for his and clasped tightly, feeling warm and soft. Isaac smiled, leaning in over the table and kissing her. She reciprocated.

"Oh Isaac," she breathed. "I wish we could just be us."

"It could, you guys just need to be professional." That was when Jack's voice interrupted the two. Both of them quickly stood up, like deers caught in headlights.

"How long have you been there?" Tina questioned.

Jack simply shrugged. "Enough to see what you guys are to each other. I don't know why you're hiding it, it's pretty obvious."

"Is it?" Isaac asked.

"What's more obvious is that both of you apparently don't pay attention to the other couplings that go on. I mean, you put a bunch of good-looking people of other genders and preferences in a small place like this?" Jack gestured around. "I'm more shocked that they didn't expect relationships to form."

"So… were not the only ones?"

"Far from it, I wanted to make sure I'd win a bet," he says, leaning off the doorway. "So, are you together."

Isaac looked over to Tina, who beamed shyly. They grabbed each other's hand and looked confidently into each other's eyes.

"Yes, yes we are."

Hope you've enjoyed. I hope you all have a wonderful life, and until next time, stay golden.

-Mister Bombastic