D'Artagnan paced through his room. He had not much time, he was well aware of that. Captain Treville expected him as soon as possible for what promised to be a very great mission. He would be gone for weeks, maybe even months in the worst possible scenario. He had already said goodbye to Porthos and Athos but there had been an argument between him and Aramis which had caused the young musketeer to leave and for that, D'Artagnan hadn't seen him yet. He didn't want to leave without properly saying goodbye, but his pride was holding him back. He wasn't the one who had run off. He wasn't the one who should go apologize. But then he was the one who was going to leave and who didn't want to do so without at least seeing Aramis one last time. What had he done or said to anger the other so much? When D'Artaganan asked himself that for the numerous time, there was a knock on his door and on his answering, Athos entered. His face showed he had no good news.
"What is it?" asked D'Artagnan, feeling worse. He didn't want to leave his friends on bad grounds, but even less did he want to leave them while in trouble. Athos looked at him in a way as if he didn't know he was there.
"I have bad news." He stated.
"What is it?" D'Artagnan asked, growing uneasy. Athos didn't say more than "Come."
D'Artganan followed him to the office of Treville."What is it? Athos?" again, Athos ignored D'Artagnan. Inside, Treville stood behind his desk. Porthos was walking back and forth, speaking loudly to someone else in the room.Entering the room D'Artagnan saw Aramis stand nearly against the wall as if afraid of Porthos's yelling.D'Artganan felt his heart sink in his chest. His eyes caught those of Aramis. There was a silent conversation between them which was disturbed by Treville's attempt to calm down Porthos enough to cut him of.
"Ah, Athos." He said when he saw the other two come in. "Just in time. Maybe you can find out what the hell is going on here."
Athos looked at D'Artagnan with in his eyes something close to denial."Porthos, Aramis, the captain is right. What the fucking hell is going on?"
D'Artaganan had never heard Athos cursing like that. He noticed Treville looking at Athos out of the corner of his eye.
"What is going on? Ask him!" Porthos pointed at Aramis. "Why the hell does he think he's going?"
Wait, what was that? D'Artagnan stared from the one to the other. Athos crossed his arms over his chest."It is my right to go when I want." Aramis said.
"No, Athos. It's done. I leave the musketeers."
"What?" D'Artagnan cried out, making every man in the room looking at him.