Thunder Storms
Ch.1
Nate glanced out of his window, acknowledging the dark clouds brewing to Boston.
As they rolled in swiftly with ease, Nate suddenly thought of Sophie.
Down on the south side of the city by herself.
The first dark cloud rolled in overhead, bringing with it torrential rain and a crackle of thunder.
Upon hearing this abrupt and loud noise, Nate instantly dropped to the ground, flashing images of people he and the team take down and of course Sam coming into his head.
Trying to push them back in the dark realms of his head, he just found it opened up more wounds.
Nate grabbed his phone of the table just as the power went out.
Dialling Sophie's number off by heart, he lifted the phone to his ear.
''Nate?'' Sophie whispered down the receiver.
''Sophie?'' Nate whispered back, confused about why they were whispering.
''Are you OK?'' They said in unison.
Sophie could feel her cheeks going crimson, remembering the time when Nate is shot.
''I'm fine Nate'', honestly Sophie smiled as Nate breathed down the phone.
''Too bad, I'm coming over''
''Nateeeeeeee,'' Sophie whined, ''I'm a big girl''
''And too bad 'am your leader/boss of the team so, I win'' Nate laughed, ''I'll be over in 5''