Dru (POV)

I never knew it would come down to this. From the start, it would just be looking to see… pretty much anything out of the ordinary. Now, it's like I have eyes in the back of my head that don't even get to rest.

We're hiding, Christophe and I, from Sergej. Just saying that made me feel ashamed. I'm supposed to fight off Sergej, not run away. I guess I started to believe what Christophe said. That I need more preparation and skill to actually win and not lose a limb.

I bet you're wondering where Graves, Nathalie, Shanks, Dibs, and the others are. Well, they're all exiles. They're gone. Not dead, but… I'll probably never see them again.

Right now I'm following Christophe into a nice hotel that's under the radar. He said that we might actually get some sleep this time. Right. I sat down in one of the lobby's chairs while Chris got the rooms. He came back with two cards that opened up to one door. I guess we're sharing.

We were in the elevator when he started talking. "Dru listen to me. I don't want you to run off anymore, it's too dangerous. You've seen the deaths of the ones you love, I don't want that to happen again."

"What are you talking about?" I asked him, confused while we were heading to our room.

"… If Sergej… If he captures you, if he does anything to you, I will try to kill him."

"Try." I say, wondering where he's headed with this.

"Yes. I will try to kill him. I might lose. Actually, there is a big percent tile saying that I'll lose." He said looking straight at me. Now we were in our room which had a T.V, lamp, sofa, and a double bed.

My mind finally registered what he was getting across to me. "Oh my god! You think I'm in love with you! I'm not!"

Sighing, like he expected this to happen, said "So you wouldn't care if I got murdered right in front of you?"

"Of course I'd care! I'd care if anyone got killed in front of me!" I yelled.

"You'd care, but not like you would for me." He said, all serious.

"Why do you care if I love you or not?" I say out of breath and ideas.

"… Because I do love you and I know you do too. Why can't you admit it?" He asks.

I sighed, jump on the bed face down, and said "Cause I'm afraid."

…

Awhile went by and I thought that he'd left the room. Instead, the bed tilted and I watched as he lay down beside me on the bed. We just lay there, not saying a word.

I broke the silence. "What happened to being mister military solider with the no-emotion mask on?" I ask him jokingly and curiously.

"… I realized that if I wanted to tell you how I felt, than I'd have to break my silence. And I did, for you."

Yikes that was cheesy! Anyway this oneshot just came to mind and I thought I should share it with all of you. My other story, Open Warehouse, is complete because I thought that I'd ruin the story if I did a ten years later thing.

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