(A/N) Just a little note, this is not a typical Nivanfield fic. Obviously I made both Piers and Chris confused in what they want and how they feel about each other. Anyways, hope you like the chapter. It gets better for them.

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Sonja's face was twisted, eyes bulging out. Her face looked like it had been ripped open, exposing red muscle beneath. Her teeth were sharp and jagged. Blood was all over her, dripping from her body. Chris stood, backing away from her. His hands flew to his back pocket. Shit. He didn't have his gun. All He had was a knife. The creature Sonja had become was slowly beginning to walk over to him. She let out a scream; it was loud and shrill. Then she lunged at him.

She pinned Chris down on the floor, her face close to his. Her breathing was raspy and quick. Her nails dug into his flesh, scraping and cutting his skin open. Chris' heart was thudding quickly; he knew he had to react now. With all his strength, he pushed her off his body and stood. He pushed her against the wall, staining his hands with blood in the process. He took his knife and quickly shoved it into her chest, repeatedly. Chris didn't stop until the creature stopped moving. She fell to the ground.

Chris looked down at his hands, his breathing rapid. Blood was all over his hands. His arm was bleeding. The wound was deep. He suddenly found himself struggling to breathe. His mind was spinning. Then everything went black.

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"C-Captain?...Come on…g-get up…please…." Chris opened his eyes to see Piers' staring back at him, his face full of worry. Piers! He had never been so glad to see him. Chris sat up, and immediately felt pain shoot through his arm. "Oh my God…C-Chris. What happened? Are you alright? Y-your arm…." Piers was frantic. Chris heard Piers stand and pace the room. He then knelt back down and was wrapping a cloth around his Captains wound. All the while Piers was muttering quickly, "What the hell happened? Why are you even here? Blood…there's blood everywhere. What is that…thing over there? That's not a J'avo, what is that? Sir…are you listening?"

Chris scanned the room. The bloodied remains of Sonja were crumpled in the corner of the room. Piers helped Chris to his feet. "I killed her. She…she changed into this creature. I had no choice-"

"Wait…what? Start from the beginning. Why are you here?" Piers asked, staring at the ground. He took a deep breath. The smell of blood was making him sick. Chris rubbed his temple. "I..I don't know…after you left me earlier, I went outside and found this woman. She led me here…I knew something was off about her. Then…she mutated. I didn't even know who she was or anything other than her name…Sonja." Piers eyes widened. Sonja? Wait...what happened?

That fucking whore. She did this. To him. To my Chris. What was I thinking, leaving him like that?

Whoa. Where did that come from? Piers shook his head, trying to focus his thoughts. It was all too much to take in right now. "Captain. I'm sorry for leaving you. I should have stayed. Then this wouldn't have happened." Chris put his hand on Piers shoulder. "Piers stop. You are here now. Let's get out of here." The walk back to the motel was filled with silence. Piers glanced at his Captain every now and then. He still hadn't calmed down after finding Chris on the floor. So much blood everywhere. Piers was afraid that he had lost Chris. His throat felt tight just thinking about it.

When they reached the motel, Piers began to clean Chris' wound. He had a cloth and a bowl of warm water, cleaning the blood from Chris' arm. Piers felt Chris' eyes on him as he dressed the wound. "Thank you Piers…I owe you one." Piers nodded. "I'm just glad I found you…I was afraid…that I lost you, Sir." He tried to control his emotions. "I don't know what I would do…" Piers moved closer to Chris, touching his hand with the tips of his fingers. Relief fell over Chris as he turned to Piers. He could see the concern in his face. Chris wanted to kiss Piers; to forget everything that had just happened. He touched Piers' face with his fingers, feeling his face heat up at his slight touch. When Chris leaned close to his face, Piers could feel his heart beat faster and his breath quicken. Chris brushed his lips against Piers' lightly, but stopped himself from going further. He thought of what happened last time he kissed him. Dammit…why did Piers have to be so difficult? He wanted him, he knew how he felt for him. Chris just wanted Piers to give in so badly. When Chris moved away, Piers felt his heart sink. Did he do something wrong?

"Piers, I'm gonna rest for a bit." Chris said, lying down on the bed. Piers frowned. "C..Captain." He was looking down at him. That look Piers was giving him. It was like he was a broken puppy. Fuck…why was Piers doing this to him? He was so damn confusing. Chris wanted him, he was sure of this. But he couldn't do anything, not now. Not till Piers was sure what he wanted with Chris. He sat up, looking at Piers. "Okay…what's wrong?" He scanned Piers' face. This intimidated Piers, causing his face to grow warm. "What?...Nothing, Sir." Why was he lying?

"Piers." Chris said. That was all he needed to say. The tone in Chris' voice was simply enough; he knew Piers was lying. Piers looked to the floor quickly. Then it hit him. He knew how he felt about Chris. He was trying to push it away. But why? It scared him mostly, but he knew it was right. It felt right to him. There was no point in denying it anymore. He wanted to be with Chris, to protect him.

"I-I'm sorry Captain. About everything," Piers felt himself beginning to ramble. "I didn't mean to push you away. I was scared…confused. I know how I feel about you now. After seeing you like that earlier…I didn't know what to think. I don't want anything to happen to you Chris. I-I need you."

Chris couldn't believe the words coming from Piers. After all the shit that was going on lately, hearing Piers say that made all his negative thoughts and worries disappear. They needed each other.