A/N: Hey Guys and Gals this maybe my last chapter for a while depending on how the Semester goes. I know the Secretary of defense was instated in 2017 but In this story he has been there for a long time. I have decided to use the operators First names in non-combat parts of the story. Leave a Review let me know if I have missed any errors. Than you and Enjoy!

Chapter 7: Revelations

November 17, 2008

"Fire is an interesting thing. It can be a lot of things such as a friend to talk to when you are in a survival situation, it's mesmerizing never making the same move twice, and be a tool. But it's mainly looked at as a thing of destruction. That's wrong you know what I'm going to stop right there. Because it's true for wood, paper, etc. If a fire is maintained and properly taken care of it can be a cleanser if you look at the metals no matter what it has to be ran through fire at some point. Everything from brass to tungsten it has to be smelted to burn away the impurities. Funny thing is, is that people have walk through a metaphorical fire at some point in their life. In order to have a heart of gold or a soul of sliver that person must walk through the fire to burn away the impurities such as greed, selfishness, arrogance. I know I haven't really walked those flames yet or maybe I have and I haven't realized it but I know for a fact that me, my "bother", and this team will have to walk the flame. I hope that it will make us better in the end…" Excerpt from Mitchell's journal

June 9, 2018

0800 hours White Mask Headquarters

Location unknown

The building, Fortress rather was very nice for a terrorist hideout in the mountains. It was well heated and the food was great there was even gym as a luxury. There was plenty of lighting inside the base. This place was massive there was more than enough room for an entire army in there. A man dressed in black walked into the base and went straight to the sleeping quarters that was designated for his team. He sat down on the couch with some of the snow flying off his uniform.

"Hey boss I got what we needed. You are thoroughly going to enjoy reading it." The man reached into his chest pouch and handed a hard drive to the 52 year old sitting at the table.

"Nice very nice Donny, did you run into any trouble?" the older man asked

"Yeah some but I was able to handle it, between you and me these white mask guys can't even wound one guy they are absolutely worthless they might be organized and be able to move at a moment's notice and this base but other than that they can't do shit. I have seen Taliban cause more damage than these fuck sticks" Donny leaned back in his seat and brushed his long brown hair back

"Yeah but they make really good distractions you clown" A younger man dropped down from his bunk

"I'm not a clown anymore, Keegan" Donny smiled

"Will always be a clown to me" Keegan patted Donny on the shoulder

"Did you see them?" The older man asked

"I saw Fletcher he looks he let his hair grow out he has a facial scar now, he is a sniper now with a cloaking unit it's very cool I still haven't seen Packston yet" Donny looked at his leader

"Shit Fletcher with long hair and a sniper. He has really changed did you get him?" Keegan asked

"I shot him I don't know if I killed him or not but I know three shots hit his vest and one hit his helmet"

"Well that is a very interesting." The old man smiled as he stroked his red beard

"The bomb got one of the operators really bad I wouldn't be surprised if he died here soon" Donny took off his vest and jacket

"Well John you should probably take that to the boss before he throws a bitch fit" Donny smiled

"Yeah I'll be back in a few"

John got up and left the room he walked the halls saying hello to a few of his friends. He came to an office door and knocked on it a few times.

"Who is it?" A grizzled voice called from the other side

"It's John my guy has something you will want to see"

"Come in and sit down"

John walked into the office and sat down at the mahogany desk. He placed the hard drive on the desk.

"That has all of the security read outs you need" John said calmly

The man at the desk had a buzz cut with a clean shave he had a tattoo on his arm of a scorpion. He was rather big but he was short and all muscle. He hooked the drive up to his computer he smiled seeing the security and blueprint read out for the UN building in New York.

"Oh this is very nice, I'm very excited to have these tell your man that I am impressed. no one will expect this." The leader of the White Masks smiled

"Sir, there is one hang up two men from our team years ago are still alive and working with rainbow and they know quite a bit about our past and I don't know if they know we are alive or not." John looked the man in the eyes

"Well John you are very smart and so is your team so I need you to use your imagination and think about what you need to do because if they find you are alive then well they could take us down fairly quickly so tell me what you need to do to stop them." They locked eyes

"I have to kill them." John maintained a serious look on his face but inside he didn't like the idea of killing his own.

"Very good John, now I need you to get out of my office while I figure out what our next move is." The leader smiled as John left the room

0900 Hereford base

The team just got back from their op in Chicago. Eliza was waiting by the front door to greet her lover. She had no idea what had happened. She had a huge smile on her face. Seamus was the first one he gave her a friendly greeting. Frost followed close behind she gave her a look of worry. Siu walked in with Harding's bag on and his vest in her hands. Eliza became confused.

"Why the hell is she carrying his gear?" she asked herself

Blitz walked in and gave a worried look. Harding came around the corner with Meghan giving him assistance she could tell he was close to passing out. Between the concussion and the medication he was very loopy and tired.

"What the hell happened?" She with a nervous tone

Harding looked at her and frowned "You need to see Jordan he is not well"

She frantically ran to the medical wing knocking everyone out of her path she even managed to knock down the lord Tachanka. Her heart dropped like a nine pound hammer to see Gustave and Lera getting Jordan's life support hooked up.

"Is he ok?" she asked with her eyes tearing up

Gustave nor Lera had the heart to say that they didn't know so they lied.

"He is fine we have him sedated we will keep him here for a few days." Lera half smiled

She pulled a chair over and Eliza sat down in it and she took Jordan's left hand in hers and kissed it she held his hand like there was no tomorrow. She had seen Jordan injured before but never this bad. Lera sat next to her and patted her back. Mike watched them from a distance he had seen wounds like this before and people survive but also die from it. He sighed and sent a prayer up for Jordan. Meghan was assisting Harding to his dorm. Siu had already dropped off his vest and pack. Meghan reached into his pants her hand brushed against the side of his member and pulled out his keys. She smiled after feeling it and unlocked his door and they walked in she sat him on the bed slowly.

"I hope he makes it" He said quietly

"We all hope he makes it" she responded

He laid down on his bed

"I should have done more" he said

She turned around and sat on the edge of the bed "Look you got up from an explosion with broken ribs and a concussion just to apply first aid you did quite a bit. You and Elias saved his life"

"Yeah I guess so, but still I could have done a hell of a lot more"

She sighed and looked him in the eye and smiled softly. "You get some rest and stay in bed"

He smiled "Whatever you say mom"

Meghan smiled softly and shook her head. She thought he was a nice guy a little introverted but nice. She also thought he was a fine looking man but that was a whole other thing. She put his pack in his closet she noticed a few pictures on the inside of the door. She inspected them closely. The top picture was sunny and had five guys in it she didn't recognize them except Mitchell and Harding because they weren't wear a balaclava Mitchell posed as the Fonz from happy days. Harding was holding defibulator paddles to the other guy's chest the one being fakely revived looked like he was being shocked by the paddles. There were two others one was being very serious the other was relaxed yet serious. She smiled. She took the picture and flipped it over and in pencil was written "Reaper teams 80th mission deployment" then at the bottom it read "Reaper team's final mission ever" She put it back and there was another picture it was Harding and Mitchell looking over two coffins with the American flag draped over it they were in their service uniforms (Army Dress uniform). It was raining in the picture she could see an expert field medical badge, expert infantry badge, and a driver and mechanic badge with the driver-W and mechanic certifications under the main badge. On Harding's uniform. Mitchell's had an expert infantry badge, Expert E.O.D badge, and a Parachute rigger badge. Both had the pathfinder badges as well. Their berets were black with a red sigil on the front she couldn't tell what it was. She flipped it over and it read "May the Hell Jumpers find peace" She frowned at the picture but she was curious as to who was in it. She looked over to see him sleeping she smiled and quietly snuck out of the room and shut the door quietly.

"Hey is he alright?" Mitchell asked

She nearly jumped ten feet in the air

"Jesus you gave me a heart attack" she replied putting her hand on her chest

"Sorry about that"

"If you mean Harding yes he is just sleeping and Jordan is still on life support" She looked at him. His eyes widened

"You mean he fell asleep with you in the room?" He asked in a surprised tone

"Yeah why?"

"Because he never sleeps with someone else in the room except for me or someone who is close to him"

She shrugged and yawned "I'm going to get some sleep"

Mitchell nodded as she walked off he entered Harding's room and took the Kevlar plate out of Harding's vest. He also snagged his body cam and helmet. He skulked out of his room and shutting the door. He looked at the Kevlar plate and the impact spots of the bullets.

"These shots were way too accurate to be panic fire." Mitchell said to himself

He walked to Grace's dorm and wrapped on the door. He heard some shuffling and he could have sworn he heard a British accent. A door shut it sounded like a closet door.

"Who is it?" she called from the other side

"It's Mitchell I need your help with something"

She cracked the door open just enough so that he could see her face

"What do you need help with?" she asked

"I need you to review some footage with me I need your technical expertise"

"Come in" She opened the door and grabbed her tablet "what are you trying to see?"

"I just need to see something from Fletcher's body cam" He handed her the body camera and she plugged it in and started playing the video.

"Jump to where he was applying aid to Jordan" She skipped to that part and let it play

The footage showed Harding getting shot.

"Stop it right there zoom in on the figure in black."

She did so but the footage was in really bad quality. She enhanced it without him asking. She looked at him his eyes were wide and something was bothering him.

"Is everything ok?" she asked looking at him in confusion

"No, it's not I need you to send that to me now"

She did so and rushed out of the room at top speed. After he left she walked over to her closet and smiled as she opened the door and pulled a shirtless Mute of her closet.

"That was to close for comfort" He smiled she returned the smile as they went back to what they were doing before Mitchell arrived. Though her curiosity was irked and she wanted to know more about Mitchell and Harding.

Mitchell barged into Six's office it startled her

"Do you know how to knock mister Packston?"

"Yes ma'am I do but this is very urgent me and you need to get to D.C right now and have a meeting with the secretary of defense right now" His eyes showed seriousness in every way

"Why is that mister Packston?"

"Because I have just found out that someone from a team I was on eight years ago presumed dead is alive and working with the white masks and that is all I'm at liberty of telling you so please listen to me this is very urgent because our team used to topple organizations all the time each second we waste is more of a tactical advantage for them." His voice had urgency in it

She could tell that he was going to get her to D.C one way or another she looked to her assistant in the room.

"Get the plane ready"

Mitchell nodded and pulled out his phone dialed a number. It rang once and there was an answer.

"Hello?"

"Mr. Secretary this is Mitchell Packston I need you to meet me and my associate at the pentagon in 5 hours I have a huge problem that could lead to multiple defense organizations being brought down" His voice was less urgent

"I will meet you there Mr. Packston I look forward to seeing you"

"You too sir." Mitchell hung up as Six walked out with her brief case

"We need to be at the pentagon in 5 hours"

She nodded and sent Mike a text saying that he was in charge of operations while she was gone.

1200 hours Hereford Base

Harding had awoken from his slumber he got up and decided to visit Jordan in Medical room. He got up he was a little more stable than before he was at least able to walk by himself he had some dizziness still but not as bad. He also had a massive migraine. He slightly stumbled to the medical wing and he saw Eliza teary eyed looking at Jordan as he was sleeping still. He had an oxygen mask on his bandages had been changed. He took a seat next to Eliza.

"How has he been Red?" he looked at her

She looked at him in confusion "What?" her voice had a shake to it.

"How has he been Red?" he asked again

"Why did you call me Red?" she wiped her eyes

"Well because you have red hair and have an aggressive, fiery personality" He smiled softly

She softly smiled as she did kind of like being called Red "He has been sleeping he hasn't woke up yet"

"Hey I pulled something off him before the EMT's got their hands on it" he reached into his pocket and pulled out a necklace that had a cross on it

"Oh my god I have been wondering where that went he never takes that thing off but, why do have it?" She had some joy but it turned into a small bit of aggression

"I took it off of him so the EMT's didn't throw it away or steal it"

"Oh"

"Open his hand or do you want to put it on him?" he asked

She took it and put it on him and smiled she hugged Harding tightly he winced in pain

"Thank you" she was very grateful that he had kept that cross safe.

"RIBS RIBS RIBS" He almost yelled

She quickly let go "Sorry'

"It's alright. I wish I could have done more for him" He said clutching his ribs

"You saved his life Fletcher between you and Elias you both saved his life" Gustave said from the door way he had a small smile on his face

He walked closer

"Ms. Cohen your Texan lover is going to be ok, just give him time"

He nodded as she blushed. Then the heart monitor let out a long beep she, Gustave, and Harding looked at Jordan. Her heart dropped as she began to panic. Harding made a run for the Defibulator. Gustave checked his pulse and started CPR. He started cursing up a storm in French Harding came back with the Defibulator.

Harding hooked up the defibulator as Gustave grabbed a breathing tube and set it in Jordan's mouth.

"CLEAR" Harding shouted as the Defibulator shock him

"No Dice, going for a higher voltage" Harding cranked up the voltage as Gustave squeezed air into Jordan's lungs.

Eliza covered her face as she began to cry. Lera was in the room and grabbed the adrenaline.

"CLEAR" Harding shouted

Jordan was still dead

"I'm taking the voltage up higher"

"Lera give him 50cc of adrenaline" Gustave commanded

Harding cranked the voltage one last time "CLEAR"

After the shock went through his heart started beating again and breathing. Harding disconnected the defibulator. Gustave looked at Harding with relief as he took the breathing tube out of Jordan's mouth and put the oxygen mask on him. Eliza was still crying and Harding hugged her tightly she didn't hug back because of his ribs.

"He's alright you are ok, he is going make it" Harding said softly

She cried into his shoulder as he stroked her hair and ran his fingers through like Jordan would she was shaking she was so scared. After a few minutes her crying subsided into sobs. He set her down in the chair she grabbed Jordan's hand and kissed it.

"Don't leave me Jordan please" she said nervously

Gustave waved his finger at Harding and he followed Gustave to his office and shut the door behind him.

"That's twice you saved his life." Gustave looked at him

"Ok, why are you telling me this?" Harding asked

"Well ever since you got here you have kept your distance and now out of nowhere you start saving lives and consoling their loved ones and I'm just curious as to why now"

"Well Gustave I have seen what happens when people don't spring into action and it happened to a lot of my friends in the desert and I have seen what death does to the wives, kids, and girlfriends of the deceased. We both know it's not pretty and if there is anything I can do to stop it then I will do so" Harding looked him in the eyes

"I also have another question why do you keep all that medical equipment in your bag?"

"You won't believe this but years ago I used to be a field medic and a good one at that. I never leave the base without some form of medical equipment I used to have a defibulator and all kinds of things but then I became a sniper and I cut down the amount of equipment I carried."

"Why wasn't that mentioned in your file?"

"Because it's highly classified information. Anything before the year 2014 has been only for the eyes of a select few people and after that year most of my stuff is still classified."

"I see, oh here I forgot to give you these" Gustave threw Harding a thing of Tylenol.

1400 hours

Pentagon Washington D.C

Mitchell and Six were in a conference room. He was taping his fingers on the table. Six was leafing through the file of Scotland Yard operator she had the file of another delta force operator next to her brief case. The door to the room opened and Mitchell stood up and saluted the secretary of defense. Six stood up and shook his hand.

"What is it that you needed Mitchell?" he asked calmly

"Well sir, I have discovered that the clown is still alive I have the footage to prove it sir" Mitchell looked him in the eyes

"Shit, follow me"

Six was very confused as she followed Mitchell and the secretary. He tapped on a wall and the panel opened they walked into a sound proof room. She has never been in this room before. The panel closed behind them. The room was lit by fluorescent lights and the walls were a dark blue with sound proofing materials on the walls.

"If you don't mind me asking ma'am why are you here?" Secretary Mattis asked

"Well, I'm his employer. If you don't mind me asking why all of this cloak and dagger stuff over one man" she kept her serious tone and face

"Well director because Packston's old team was one of the most effective delta units to exist they used to topple governments and terrorist cells on a daily basis and if one operator out of that team has survived and is working against us then well every government is in some deep shit." He looked at her

"Are you sure it's him?" Mattis looked to Mitchell

"Yes" He pulled out his phone and cropped the image so Jester's eyes could be seen and there was a regular Joker playing card sticking out of one of the pouches on Jesters chest rig. "If that isn't enough confirmation then I don't know what is"

Mattis looked at the image and nodded "Director, I'm going to give you access to Jester's file and increase your security clearance so you can see His file."

Mattis slid Jester's file across the table and with updated versions of Mitchell's file.

"Sir you better give her Fletcher's file as well he also made the cut to get on the team"

"I should have figured as much, how is he anyway?" Mattis asked and Slid Harding's file across the table as well.

"He's doing fine a little closed off as usual but stills is a smart ass and adrenaline junkie" Mitchell smiled

Mattis smiled as well "Nothing has changed I see"

"Not at all sir, I would like to catch up with you but unfortunately we need to get back tell the team what they are dealing with." He shook hands with the secretary

"You watch your ass Mitchell something tells me they aren't going to be so friendly when you meet them in the field"

Mitchell smiled and gave a nod as he hand six walked out. They got into a limo to take them to the plane.

Six started to read over His and Harding's file

(Updated Files)

Name: Harding Fletcher

Height: 6'2"

Weight: 215lbs

Date of Birth: 11/16/1984 (Age: 34)

Background: Fletcher grew up in Rural Ohio, he used to be a well renowned street racer people say that his driving skills were phenomenal. He had to stop racing after multiple law enforcement agencies were looking for him. After he gave up on his street racing career he started becoming a fighter in amateur MMA. When he turned 20 he joined the United States Army and sent through Ranger school he holds the skills of a leader, however his authority issue has caused him to fight tooth and nail for a better rank. His superiors may not like his attitude on the field or how he performs a task, but they cannot ignore that he gets results. His superiors have granted him the rank of Captain but they have forbade him from going higher in rank. He is mainly instated in a second in command position. He has exceptional skills with a long gun and his exceptional field craft. He was begrudgingly recommended to join the Delta Force, he would only accept the offer if his friend and spotter Mitchell Packston could come with him. His reputation has followed him his entire career and most commanders and other high ranking officers will not work with him unless they are under specific circumstances. It was a long and hard fight for Fletcher and Mitchell to be accepted into the Delta Force. He was put through much more training to earn the title of tier one operator. He has a strong distrust for the CIA and other intelligence communities. He refuses to filter himself when talking about these communities. Almost every commander recommended him for Rainbow. Mainly to get him out of their hair.

He is a self-acclaimed master mechanic for anything with wheels and an engine. After his operator training he became a highly effective combat medic. He also built homemade pursuit vehicles to chase down HVT's with his Delta team. After Operation [CLASSIFIED] he and Packston were transferred to a new unit called [CLASSIFIED]. After Operation [CLASSIFIED] he trained to become a sniper.

Psychological Profile: Fletcher is not afraid to tell the truth no matter the situation. He is very protective of those he cares about. Especially Mitchell Packston. His authority issue drives from his personal convictions. He has been written up multiple times for this issue. He isn't very trusting of those around him he primarily keeps to himself. He is very cautious when he is given intel from an intelligence agency. He will sometimes triple or quadruple check information from these agencies. He has PTSD, episodes are very bad mainly occur in his sleep. Suggest counseling. Packston claims that the PTSD is self-inflicted based on the fact that he holds everything in and isn't trusting of people that are around him. He Finds working with tools therapeutic. He has a record for saving wounded enemies in the field or easing their pain until their passing..

Training: Army Ranger school, C.I.A Psychological Warfare Division, SERE, [CLASSIFIED]

Relevant experience: [CLASSIFIED]

Notes: Most of his files are blacked out

Name: Mitchell Packston

Height: 5'9"

Weight: 205lbs

Date of Birth: 7/14/1985 (Age, 33)

Place of Birth: [CLASSIFIED]

Background: Mitchell was an orphan from birth he went from orphanage to orphanage until he was adopted at the age of ten. He was a trouble maker all throughout middle school consistently getting into fights and stealing, until His freshman year of high school when he met Harding Fletcher who was a year ahead of him in school. Fletcher essentially became his "big brother" and it caused Mitchell to change his ways. Mitchell joined the United States Army when he turned 19 he was sent through Ranger school. His superiors saw that he was very good at improvising and solving problems on the battlefield when things don't go according to plan. They also noticed he had extremely good skills at lock picking and breaking and entering. He also frowned upon by most of his superiors. He will back up Fletcher in every situation and this has caused most high ranking officers to deny him any advancement in rank. he has been stuck as a first lieutenant for many years. He was offered and accepted into the Delta Force alongside Fletcher. Mitchell was put in the same unit as Fletcher after being accepted into the Delta Force.

He became a demolitions expert after his time in operator training. He has perfected the art of destruction with explosives. He has learned how to make a bomb out of almost anything. With his Delta team he developed incendiary grenades that have proven quiet effective in the field. After Operation [CLASSIFIED] he was transferred to another unit with Fletcher where his explosive disposal and creation served him well and he had defused over 65 homemade IEDs in one week with the [CLASSIFIED]. He managed to rack up 10 HVT kills with car bombs. After Operation [CLASSIFIED] he became Fletcher's spotter.

Psychological profile: Mitchell does not like to talk about his life before high school. He can get impatient at times which can cause problems but is a very controlled individual overall. He is also very good at manipulating people. He blends in very well in social events no matter what type of people are around him. Unlike his counterpart he is fairly high energy and is very friendly to most. Whether he is trusting of those around him is still unclear. He has suppressed some memories as he can't remember things that he had done in recent years according to Fletcher. Uses smoking as a coping mechanism. He does not like having his loyalties tested. UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCE test his loyalty. Most that dom have elicited a physical response from Packston.

Training: Army Ranger School, Army E.O.D training, SERE, [CLASSIFIED]

Relevant experience: [CLASSIFIED]

She was quite amused by the files. She started reading Jester's file just find most of it classified but she could read some of it.

Name: Donny Reid

Height: 6'1"

Weight: 198lbs

Date of Birth: 12/16/1978

Date of Death: 6/8/2010 (Age 32 when K.I.A)

Place of Birth: Duluth, Minnesota

Backstory: Reid grew up in a middle class family he and his father shared a particularly close bond. He became a huge fan of the Green Bay Packers. After leaving a football game they were in a car accident which claimed his father's life. He was very traumatized by what he saw. After months of crippling depression. He found a way coping by making people laugh. Though his mom was going to have to sell the house to cover their debts. He quickly went out and found a job. He was working 50 hour work weeks by the time he was senior in high school. After he got his diploma he immediately enlisted in to the Army so he could get a benefits package for his family. He was sent through Ranger School and he was a natural when it came to building and restoring electronics after much training he became an expert hacker and it earned him a spot in the delta force team. He thrived in the delta force he developed a scrambler that could jam out just about any signal known to man. After operation [CLASSIFIED] He was presumed K.I.A

Psychological Profile: Very quick witted and isn't afraid to joke about anything. He always put his family before himself and doing what's best for them weather it was his blood family or not. He always pushes himself to succeed and out do himself while accomplishing his missions. His judgement can get clouded from time to time as he worries more about his friends and family more than the mission.

1700 hours Hereford Base

Everyone was concerned about Jordan some more so than others. So they kept themselves distracted with other activities. Eliza never left the medical wing as she patiently waited for her boyfriend to wake up. The others were in the rec room watching Pirates of the Caribbean Stranger Tides. Oliver, Gilles, Dominic, Mark, Alexander, Maxim, and Miles were playing poker. Mike was busy making sure that the Adriano and Aria were getting there time in on the simulations. Harding was in the room watching the movie much to everyone's surprise as he rarely had socialized after joined the team. Most were happy just to have night off to themselves. Blackbeard in the movie made his first appearance. Harding smiled and looked at Craig.

"Hey Craig look it's you." Harding smiled

"You're damn right it is that's why nobody fucks with me." Craig shot back

"And that's why shield breaks if you look at it funny, right?" Ela piped up

Jack spit out his beer in laughter as most of the defenders laughed as well with some attackers in the mix. Craig smiled.

"At least I didn't lose my impacts" Craig chuckled

Ela stopped laughing almost immediately. She was still sore about losing her impacts.

"That's not funny Craig" She shot back

"If you can't take what you're dishing out don't jump into the brawl" Craig just smiled.

She just went back to her phone. Mitchell walked into the room with everyone greeting him. He stood behind the sofa that Harding was sitting on.

"How was Mattis?" Harding asked

"He was good he asked about you" Mitchell responded

"Yeah what did you tell him?"

"That you were doing fine and nothing changed."

"Alright"

"How is Jordan?" Mitchell asked

"Go see for yourself little brother"

Mitchell walked over to the medical wing to see Eliza bent over in her chair with her head on Jordan's bed sleeping. Jordan was awake stroking her hair he woke up an hour ago but Eliza was asleep. Mitchell smiled and Jordan put a finger to his lips telling him to be quiet. Mitchell sat on the opposite side of Jordan.

"What did Gustave say?" Mitchell whispered

"He said I will be fine just I won't be back in the field for a while and that I have to stay here for a few more days" He responded in a hushed tone

"Good, You shouldn't scare us like that again or she might actually kill you" Mitchell smiled

"I know, I'm happy that I am alive I heard what Harding and Elias did I can't believe he did that for someone he barely knew." Jordan just smiled

"Well he does a lot of things to save lives he always puts others before himself. I'm glad to see that you are still breathing you get better and make sure she sees that you are awake because she is really scared that you might meet your maker when she doesn't want you to" Mitchell smiled and patted Jordan's shoulder and walked out.

Jordan smiled and looked at his lover and patted her back "Eliza, Elizzzzaaaa" He said

She shifted and sat up. She opened her eyes to see him staring at her she had a huge smile on her face and she hugged him tightly avoiding his chest wound and she smothered him with kisses. She looked him the eye.

"Don't you ever pull that shit on me again" She had a serious look but a smile

"I promise I won't do that shit ever again" He held up his right hand as if taking an oath.

She smiled and crawled in the bed with him and laid on his left side avoiding the wound.

"I love you Mr. Trace"

"I love you too Ms. Cohen"

They shared a kiss and she stayed in his bed for the night.

A/N: I know I had one of these at the begging of the chapter but I didn't want to spoil any anything. So the three guys at the begging Donny, Keegan, and John have retained their looks for the most part except for natural aging. Thank you for reading!