"Why did you not let me die there?" Vladimir asked as he coughed looking up at the masked man before he passed out.

"No!" Claire shouted as she reached the alley.

"Claire please." Matt stated as he went after her.

"After what he did to me?"

"Claire, please?"

She grunted as she put her bag down and pulled on some gloves before she went to work on the passed out Russian removing the bullet and making sure there was no damage, in an alley with a dim street light and Matt holding a flashlight she had given him to hold and told him not to move it from the position she put it on.

"You owe me."

"Thanks Claire." He smiled as he picked up the Russian.

Knowing that Claire's apartment was now empty, as she was staying elsewhere due to the Russians. He decided to take Vladimir there. He couldn't take him back to his own apartment that was too dangerous, he couldn't risk Vladimir finding out who he is and targeting them closest to him.

Laying the man down on the sofa, he ventured in the kitchen to get a bowl of warm water and a rag to clean up Vladimir's wounds so he didn't get infections. Pulling off the clothes of the unconscious Russian he traced his wounds and began to clean them the best he could. Touching his face gently he felt the scar on his face as he began to trace it up and down, wondering where and whom the Russian had received this from and why. Finding a blanket he placed over the blond man before going to take a shower to wash his own wounds.

Matt sat in a pair of sweats opposite Vladimir listing to his heart beat and breathing. Thinking about it he had no idea why he went back for him. Why did he save him? He had no idea why he put his life on the line to save the Russian who was trying to kill him.

Laying his head back as he grunted in pain he closed his eyes listing to the steady beating of the blond's heart helped him fall asleep.