Scratches, bumps and bruises.

Summary: Ask any mom: The best cure for any scratch, bump or bruise is a kiss. A collection of stories about injuries and kisses to make them better, featuring just about any pairing you can think of. Warning: Later chapters can contain mild slash [but never anything more than kissing].

Disclaimer: The pain, the agony...I...don't...own...anyofit! There I said it, happy now?

Warning: This one is very dark! Lots of death, so consider yourself warned!

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Chapter 14: Abby/Jess

The ARC was dark, in the whole time Jess had worked there it had never been this dark. Somebody had cut the power, a whole army had swarmed in intent on killing. Bodies littered the floor, Jess didn't stop to look at them, much too afraid she'd recognise whoever it was. By some miracle Jess had survived, she'd hid in a broom closet of all places.

A soft sobbing cut sharply through the eerie silence that filled the building now that the soldiers were gone. Jess shone the small beam of her flashlight around the main hall gasping slightly as she recognised the features of Matt in its beam, just this small glimpse told her he was dead.

Trying hard not to think Jess continued searching for the source of the sobbing. There was a hunched figure sitting under the ADD, which was completely destroyed. As Jess came closer she recognised the sobbing figure as Abby, two bodies surrounded her and by the look of their clothes Jess guessed they were Connor and Becker, but she didn't have the heart to look closer and confirm her suspicion. Instead she focussed on Abby.

"Abby?" At the sound of her voice Abby's head snapped up and she nearly threw herself at Jess.

"Everyone's dead, I thought I was the only one left, I thought I was all alone." Abby sobbed in Jess' arms.

"You're not alone, I'm here Abby, I'm here." Jess soothed running her hand through Abby's hair.

"All dead, all alone." Abby repeated through her tears.

Jess ran her hand over Abby's back and she could feel warm, sticky blood running down it. "Abby, are you hurt?" Jess asked worried.

Abby was going into shock. "All dead, all alone." She repeated over and over again.

Jess grabbed Abby's head to make her look at her. "You're not alone Abby, I'm here, I'm not dead." She told her, but Abby kept repeating her mantra.

"All dead, all alone."

"Abby, I'm here, you're not alone!" Jess tried again desperately but she wasn't getting through.

"Abby!" Jess screamed and for a moment Abby fell silent, in that moment Jess pressed a harsh kiss to Abby's lips. "You're not alone, I'm here, I'm not going anywhere." She whispered and Abby nodded.

"Let's get out of here."

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I honestly tried to get this one to turn fluffy, but it just wouldn't do it.