A/N: I came up with this when I saw that Sophie was wiping Nates blood off her hands at the end of the episode. Obviously I don't own Leverage
Sophie was sitting next to Nate in the ambulance. Her hands were still soaked with his blood. She clenched them into fists, tears blurring her eyes.
"You okay Soph?" Nate whispered
"I should be asking you that" Sophie gave a watery laugh
"You don't like it"
"Hmm?" Sophie looked up at him
"You don't like having my blood on your hands"
"I don't like having anyone's blood on my hands"
"But it's my blood. That's what makes it different. You're afraid of losing me. But it's okay Sophie I'm not going anywhere" He reached out with his good arm to tilt her chin up
"You don't know that Nate" Sophie shook her head
"Every time I'm shot you die for a second. You're just hoping to leave with me"
"Nate please don't..." Sophie felt tears running down her face
"But Sophie if you were ever shot, just know I would do the same" Nate murmured
"Why are you doing this?"
"Well...I've just been shot and I'm high on morphine"
Sophie sighed. "So when you come off the morphine you'll be back to your oblivious hard ass self"
"Yep and I probably won't remember this conversation" Nates gaze was distant as if he was hoping too that he would remember it
"Sometimes I wish you were more open with me" Sophie smiled sadly
"One day Soph we'll live together and be happy. Maybe have children. A happy family. One day..."
"Nate" Sophie breathed
"You'll just have to wait"
"But-"
"Until it's not a morphine confession" Nate smiled