Faith sat on the couch, waiting for Eliot to finish whatever business he had. She was starting to get bored and restless, getting up, she wandered towards the door of the apartment. Going out into the hall, she followed the stairs to the roof. It was a beautiful fall day on Boston.

It was depressing to be trapped indoors, she figured she'd be safe on the roof. Sitting down on a patio chair, she lifted her face to the sun. Closing her eyes, she wished listened to the sounds going on around her.

It wasn't long before she heard Eliot yelling her name, he didn't sound very happy. She got up from the chair, slowly making her way to the door. He came barreling through, stopping when he saw her standing there.

There was a mixture of anger and relief on his face. He stormed towards her, grabbing her arm. Are you out of your damn mind? What were you thinking? I turned around and you were gone! Do you know what went through my head?"

"No, I'm not. I was thinking I needed some fresh air and sun! And that you probably lost your pay check." Her answers were calm and collected, she didn't raise her voice at all. She removed her arm from his grasp, walking away from hIm.

"I refuse to tell your brother that you got yourself killed because you're a spoiled brat that can't follow my orders."

She plastered a smile on her face, standing in front of him. "I'm far from a spoiled brat, you know absolutely nothing about me." She spun on her heel, leaving him standing there. She walked down the stairs, rounding the corner, she leaned against the wall.

Trying to get her temper in check, hearing Eliot stomping down the stairs she looked up. Not wanting to fight with him, she remained silent and still. Watching him walk towards Nate's apartment, she moved to follow him.

Going inside he slammed the door in her face, she had her hand up to knock, when it swung open. Eliot stood there, glaring at her. "Are you purposely trying to piss me off?" He pulled her into the apartment.

"Yes, that's my whole reason for breathing!" She heard laughter coming from inside the apartment. They just stood there, glaring at each other, Eliot finally looked away. She watched as he took a deep breath and walked away from her.

"I'll see you in two weeks." He stomped towards her, taking her arm pulling her out the door. He was silent as they went down the stairs. She could feel the aggravation and anger radiating off of him. Pulling her outside, to his car, opening the door, he helped her in before slamming the door shut

She was tempted for a minute to slide across the seat, and hot wire his car, but she didn't have time. Faith also didn't want to face his wrath, when he caught up with her. She looked out the window, ignoring him.

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Sophie looked at the others smiling. "A hundred dollars says their together by the time we come back from vacation."

"Naw, Eliot isn't the type to settle down with one girl. A hundred says it's just a fling!"

Nate looks at the two of them rolling his eyes. "I can't believe you're betting on his love live!" Staring at them both, hoping to make them feel guilty, he starts to smile. Pulling out a hundred dollars bill he slaps it on the counter. "A hundred on them being a couple by the time he's done protecting her."

Parker smiles, pulling out her own money. "She'll keep him on his toes, make him chase after her. Because he won't admit he cares, and she'll leave."

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Faith glanced out the side mirror, noticing the car tailing them. She cut her eyes towards Eliot, she saw him looking in the rear view mirror. The car sped up, she held on to the door handle, turning around to look behind her, she watched the car catching up to them.

"Hold on!" She felt the car swerve, then the crash of metal, her body was jarred. Eliot floored the gas pedal, she looked back, seeing the car keeping up with them. Gun shots rang out, the car spun out of control, running off the road.

Slamming into a tree, the airbags deployed, Faith gave out a small moan. Pushing the airbag away from her, she looked over to the driver's side. "Eliot?"

She felt his hands on her, touching her face, examining it for injury. "Are you hurt?"

"I don't think so. What about you?" She reached down, undoing her seat belt. "Sorry about your car."

"I'm fine, and it's not your fault. Let's get out of here." She pushes open the door, falling out of the car. Eliot rushes around to the side, helping her up, she takes a few steps and stumbles. He sweeps her up in his arms, holding her bridal style.

Bullets fly through the air, he drops her to the ground laying on top of her. "Just go Eliot, save yourself!"

"I'm not leaving you darlin!" He rolled off of her, picking her up and carrying her to a safe spot. She watched as he took off through the woods, she winced at the sound of gunshots still hitting the car. As fast as they started, they stopped, ten minutes later Eliot came back for her,

Scooping her up from the ground, he carried her towards the roast, she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Harrison is coming to get us."

He sat down near the edge of the road, holding her on his lap. He ran his hands over her swollen left ankle, she hissed in pain. "I think you should go get checked out."

"It's just a nasty sprain, I'll be fine. No worries." She smiled at him, hoping to reassure him. His hands brushed her hair from her face. Her heart rate quickened, she leaned in her lips grazing over his. She felt no response from him, she was disappointed, thinking she misread the situation.

She was pulling away about to apologize for kissing him, his arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer. His lips covered hers, kissing her gently, she opened her mouth returning his kiss. The sound of approaching tires, had Eliot breaking off the kiss.

He stood up, carrying Faith on his arms towards the van. Insisting they go to the hospital for her to be checked out. Faith tried to argue with him, but it fell on deaf ears. She was in the emergency room at Boston General waiting for X-rays.

AN: Please forgive any errors, I typed this on my phone during my lunch break.