Title: The Two Of Us

Pairing: Magnus/Will (kind of)

Description: A good old hurt!comfort. I haven't written one in a while so I just couldn't resist!

A/N: For those of you concerned I won't finish this story - since I'm part-way through a few now - this one is finished. I'm still going over a fair bit of it so I'll just drip feed you chapters when I feel like it/when I am at someones house who has internet! ;-)

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There was far too much happening in the large concrete warehouse for him to identify all of what was going on. The Baktalli made an awful racket moving around and they seemed to communicate with a loud growling noise that reverberated through his ribcage every single time. He really didn't think he would ever get used to some of the noises abnormals made. Like a lions roar – it always set him on edge. But if he stopped and really listened to each sound separately (which he didn't have much of a chance to do while running after abnormals…) He could pick out the Sanctuary team's guns going off, the odd yell from them and the thump as the Baktalli were stunned into submission. Something did feel wrong though and it took him far too long to realise that there was one sound missing.

He shoved the ugly scaly green Baktalli in front of him with all his strength, the clumsy abnormal tumbled into a pile of boxes landing on his back and flailing clawed feet in the air. He quickly stunned the creature with his gun, knowing he would be out long enough for them to take him and secure him in the truck out back. He quickly passed on the information to the Big Guy; he was on collection duty tonight – dragging the stunned creatures out of the warehouse. (They were too heavy for the rest of the team). He glanced around reassuring himself there were no more coming at him and then headed towards the last place he had seen Magnus - it was her that he could no longer hear. Something had to have happened to her. She was always yelling out instructions; warning them, reminding them of all the information she had already drilled into them before they headed out. It was something she did on every mission - without fail.

He took out his walkie. "Magnus, where are you?" He stood still a moment – again trying to interpret the noise around him but he gave up quickly and began picking his way over fallen boxes to where he had seen her last. "Guys you seen Magnus?"

"Nah, last I saw her was –" There was a crash and a bang then silence for a moment before Kate came back on her walkie "- down the aisle with the letter B… Or was it E? Something like that". Useless Kate… He chuckled. He knew where she meant though.

"Negative Will," Henry answered next.

"Me either," Big Foot answered a moment later.

"Magnus," he called as he checked side to side in case she had been knocked out. There had been a few box-landslides earlier when the Baktalli tried to climb the boxes, they did surprisingly figure out they were just too heavy to climb them and had now begun crawling under the shelves and trying to sneak up on us; tried being the operative word.

He frowned when he still heard no response from Magnus. She had the best reflexes out of the lot of them and the Baktalli were brutish but they were easy enough to take down. They just needed to re-capture them and house them safely at the Sanctuary. Kate said she had dealt with Baktalli once before and obviously Magnus had probably done so numerous times in her long life; both ladies said that the Baktalli had no hidden weapon… Because hell these days he didn't think he would be surprised if he discovered an abnormal with x-ray vision or the ability to shoot lasers from their eyes. So if they were useless at stealth (the boxes proved that) and had no especially dangerous weapons apart from their teeth and claws… What had happened to Magnus? He had an inkling there was something going on that they had missed but he shook it off for the moment.

Something made him stop and he quickly scanned the surrounding floor looking for something out of place. He quickly realised there was something black poking out from under one of the shelves, something that definitely didn't look like it belonged.

"Magnus," he moved as fast as he dared towards the black thing. He didn't want to attract the Baktalli's attention. Once he recognized it as Magnus' heeled black boot he moved faster and all but threw himself onto the ground to look under the shelf. She was definitely unconscious he checked her pulse from his awkward position on the floor and it seemed fairly normal so he placed his hands around her waist and half-slid half-crawled while dragging her as gently as possible out into the open aisle.

"Think we got them all," Kate's voice came over the walkie at the perfect time and he quickly relayed that he had found Magnus and she was injured, he would need a stretcher. He stroked her dark fringe from her face absently and his eyes roved her body looking for injuries, for the tell-tale red of blood. He couldn't see anything obvious and her breathing seemed normal… Maybe she had knocked herself out…? Again something felt off but as much as he racked his brain he couldn't figure out what was making him feel so antsy. It frustrated him… He wasn't used to failing to find the missing piece of the puzzle.

"Hey," Henry wheeled a stretcher alongside them. "What happened?"

"No idea," Will said trying to remain calm. He couldn't even remember the last time Magnus had been injured and he didn't think he had ever seen her unconscious apart from once or twice when she had fallen asleep in the lab, obviously a very different kind of unconscious from today.

"Not cool," Henry said his brows furrowing together as he checked Magnus for injuries as Will had before.

"I couldn't see anything. I hadn't heard her in a few minutes… But she can't have been down long." Will told him.

"Good spotting," Henry told him nodding approval. "Legs or head…?" Will was closest to her head so he silently answered by slipping his arm underneath her upper back and supporting her neck and head with his other arm. They gently lifted her onto the stretcher and she laid still not even a twitch if it wasn't for her chest rising and falling… He hated even thinking of Magnus dying. It made him feel nauseous and light headed. She was the most important person in his life now… Actually she was probably the most important person in everyone's lives at the Sanctuary.

Will opted to stay in the rear of the van with Magnus. He took his bosses hand and gently squeezed. Magnus is tough, she will be fine. He told himself sternly. The mission had gone well and The Big Guy had all the Baktalli in the truck ready to head back to the Sanctuary. The moment she woke she would tell him to get that worried look off his face. She always told him he needn't worry about her… "I've looked after myself for a lot longer than you have young Will," she would say and roll her eyes when he fussed over her – not that he had very many opportunities to do so.

TBC