Prologue
"Cassie! Look at me!" She could hear the fear in his voice….wait, fear? Why would he be afraid, aren't we back at the bureau with Malik?
"Malik! Do something! It won't stop!" Altair shouted, grabbing the Dai by his arm and shoving him in the direction of the bleeding, young woman. The Dai was struggling to keep himself calm and level-headed, with the arrogant, bastard Assassin panicking in front of him.
"Altair! Calm yourself, remove her gear and robe. Quick!" He said, snapping the older Assassin from his panicked state. Altair quickly set to removing Cassie's gear, and robe, leaving her in her shoes and shorts. Her eyes opened a bit, green orbs glancing up at the man above her.
"Al….Altair." His name came out as a whisper, but that still caused his eyes to snap in her direction and lock with her own. Golden orbs locked with green orbs, his hand coming up to cup her cheek. They felt rough, but were gentle at the same time, she didn't mind the fact they were stained with blood, but she didn't know it was her own though. "Cas….You need to stay awake for me. Please. Can you do that for me?" He asked, swallowing the thick lump in his throat, forcing a smile which tugged at the corner of his lips when she nodded.
"I promise." She whispered, closing her eyes for a second, and he could see the faint tear slip from the corner of her eye when she turned her head into his hand.
He leaned down, giving her gentle kiss on the lips, and pressing his forehead against her own. "I can't lose another person dear to me again….not like this." He whispered to her, he didn't care if Malik heard, for all he knew, the man was still angry at him for what had happened at Solomon's Temple.
Malik watched, slightly amused to see how this strange, young woman, who he was still getting to know, had changed this very man. He knew Altair wasn't much to care for others, let alone who he hurt, but still, she was truly the one to heal this broken eagle.
