*This one is a bit longer than the others but i couldn't help myself, enjoy*

She gagged and looked up at her attacker "…Scott…" she gasped out "…it's me… stop…" What the Hell?! Why is he trying to kill me?! He probably thinks I was Aiden or something. He's just caught off guard…

"I know who you are Chloe…" said Scott in a dark voice she'd never heard him use before, So he's not confused then… why the hell is he choking me?! What the hell is going on?! SCOTT! What are you doing? I can't breathe?! "You're the girl who causes death… it's all around the school, I hear it every day, what people say about you. And of all things it turns out to be true, you're like me Chloe, everything and everyone around you gets hurt or dies… I'm gonna take us out of the equation Chloe… I'm finally gonna save everyone" Scott said in a trance-like state.

This was scaring her to no end, she was losing the struggle for air since her windpipe was being crushed. Her mind kept flashing about not being able to focus, she was panicking. She wanted to take calming breaths but she couldn't and that made her anxiously start kicking her feet and start crying. She didn't want to die… Why was Scott doing this to her? Did he really think that about her? Was everybody lying to her?

She tried grasping at his arms to let her go as her vision became black around the edges. Her heart pounded in her chest as she thought of what Scott said to her… who was he saving by 'taking them out of the equation'?... was he going to kill them both?! Panic coursed through her body as she began to fight, she didn't want to die! She wasn't ready! Scott can't die! This can't be happening! She got a little bit of air in her lungs and used it to her advantage

"…but who…are you letting…die… by killing us?" she asked him trying to breakthrough to him, something was wrong and Scott was not being himself. Scott didn't appear to appreciate her questioning his motives and shoved her forcefully against the bus; making her lose more air as well as feel pain vibrate through her skull and down her spine and a throbbing start aching throughout her body.

"The point is who I'm saving by letting us die" He said so low she almost didn't catch it over the ringing in her ears. She watched him take the emergency stash of gasoline off the bus and begin to pour a trail behind them as he pulled her slightly delirious form behind him. She then watched on in frozen terror as he began to pour out the gas from the school bus stash on each of them. Is he going to set us on fire?! Oh my god he's really doing it?! What did I do to make him hate me? To target me? I thought we were friends?! Why is he acting so hostile?! This isn't like him.

"…Why… me?" she croaked clearly in hysterics now trying to breathe and crying wasn't helping that.

Now that they were no longer against the bus, she tried prying at his fingers around her neck to no avail. She then desperately gripped her nails into his skin to try to make him stop. Scott almost laughed at her pathetic attempts as he tightened his grip on her and then tripped her feet and threw her down onto the gasoline soaked asphalt. This action made her eyes bug out of her head and the blackness completely took over her vision as her back hit another hard surface causing her to lose more precious air from her lungs. She was fading in and out but could still see the emptiness in his glare.

Scott let go of her throat as he stood and she took shallow gulps of oxygen. She felt so weak and lightheaded from lack of oxygen and getting slammed around. There was suddenly a bright light and for moment she had thought she had died and gone to heaven… but it was just Scott igniting a road flare. Oh My God Scott you're gonna burn us alive! OH My God I'm gonna die never getting to avenge Heather and redeem myself. I'll never get to tell Stiles that I think he is the love of my life and that I think he's perfect. I'm gonna die tonight… It's all gonna end for me. Right here and I'm NOT ok with it! I'm gonna die… and I know I'm not ready.

"The Darach came after you first, and now it follows you... your presence can no longer hurt anyone in Beacon Hills again." Chloe's eyes began to water in fear and guilt-renewed. Was he right? Was I the cause of heather's death? I killed her and all those other people, good people who went to my school as students or as teachers. It was all my fault…

"Scott?!" she heard a familiar voice call… oh thank God! It was Allison she knew it and she heard other footsteps follow Allison's slowly circle them… she couldn't see them but for a moment she felt relief but her head was still pounding and she couldn't open her eyes. Scott menacingly bent down and grabbed Chloe by her hair and roughly pulled her into a limp sitting kneeling position while leaning against his sturdy, gasoline soaked leg as he glanced at their friends. Chloe still couldn't breathe correctly with her windpipe being nearly collapsed so getting oxygen back to her brain to start working again was proving more difficult.

"Scott… what are you doing with Chloe?" asked Allison again with a shaky voice. Chloe's vision began to clear slightly as her lungs began to take less shallow breaths but she still made a raspy, croaking noise trying to breathe. The back of her skull was in pain where her hair was being nearly ripped from her scalp to hold her up… Ouch Scott, Damn! I'm gonna have a bald spot back there pretty soon! Actually... it won't matter pretty soon.

"There's no hope…" she heard Scott say in the saddest voice Chloe had ever heard.

"What do you mean Scott?" asked Allison in a false positive voice "There's always hope."

"Not for me… Not for Derek… Not for Chloe" he said in a tone of finality that forced another wave of silent tears to fall down Chloe's face and she tried opening her eyes and regain full consciousness.

"Derek wasn't your fault Scott… You know that Derek wasn't your fault…" she ended in a whisper. "…and Chloe doesn't have to be, she hasn't done anything." She added in after taking a shaky breath, Chloe could tell without seeing her that Allison was crying out of fear. She wanted to get up and run over to the girl but she was too exhausted, in too much pain, and frozen in fear to try. The best she could do was flutter her eyes open to a foggy version of reality.

"Every time we try to fight back it just gets worse… people get hurt, people keep getting killed because of us" Scott said starting to get louder at the end. OH god this is it, he's gonna do it. I'm gonna die… I can feel my heart beating in my ears… I wonder if I'll be able to hear it stop? Chloe opened her eyes more in panic only to see everything start to come into focus, including Stiles stepping forward.

"Listen Scott, listen to me… This isn't you" said Stiles, his voice sounded so sad and scared she just wanted to hold him one last time. "-alright? This is someone inside your head telling you to do this."

Chloe knew there was something wrong, she knew he wasn't acting like himself. He wasn't himself… He would never hurt one of his own pack. In that moment she forgave Scott…she knew this wasn't him. The weight of betrayal was lifted off her heart. Scott could still be saved after this was over with his healing… she probably wasn't going to be. He was going to be ok, and that made her feel so much more at ease. She had been so worried about him this whole trip, but now knowing that he could be ok made everything else happening seem less important. Chloe felt less stressed and scared as relaxation began to take over her already weak consciousness. Is this how it feels when you're prepared to die? She wondered.

"What if- what if it is just me? What if doing this is the best thing that I can do for everyone else?" He said pausing and she heard a sob escape someone's mouth. She wanted to comfort them and tell them it was going to be ok as she felt her mind fading in and out of the darkness due to the pain her body had gone through, her lengthened amount of time she had gone without oxygen to her brain, and the fact that her skull was throbbing from Scott holding her weak body up by her head. I want Scott to be 'ok' again, not kill himself before he gets the chance at a full recovery, I want Scott to be ok so he could lead his pack to win against the Alphas and stop the sacrifices. I really hope his healing abilities kick in before he can go through with this so he can achieve his potential… no one should waste their potential no matter how hard it is at that moment or how treacherous the road to the mountain top.

Chloe was informed of all the things Scott has done for his friends, family, Beacon Hills, and most likely the world… he had a lot on his plate 24/7 and she could understand there was a lot of pressure to save lives. He was feeling kicked while already down while he was losing and people were dying around him… but she knew that he needed to be, and is, the beacon of hope in the darkness that follows them all a.k.a. Death. He needed to keep fighting. She could still hear well enough despite her wavering consciousness as Scott continued with his heart-breaking revelation.

"It all started that night, the night I got bitten… Do you remember the way it was before?" Scott asked sounding breathy… was he crying? "You and me? And in the summers you had Chloe" as he shook me and a small sound came out of her mouth involuntarily "...we were… we were nothing… we weren't popular, w-we weren't good at lacrosse, we weren't important. We were no one… maybe she and I should just be no one again… no one at all" Scott said with a wavering voice. She couldn't see it, but she could feel him moving the torch up, ready to drop it. You're not unimportant Scott… you're the savior everyone needs! Please don't waste the gifts you supply this world with on a moment of weakness while under some sort of mind control. She wanted to tell him this, but couldn't find the air nor the strength. All she could muster was a weak arm movement up towards his hand that had a hold on her head an place hers on top of his in a light grip, 50% in comfort and 50% in fear of dying. Stile's voice came through and it woke her from her haze… he was scared for his best friends' lives.

"Scott listen to me ok? You're not no one… ok? You're someone… Scott, you guys are my best friends ok? And I need you both… Scott you're my brother." That line broke her heart and she suddenly found the courage to unfreeze and began opening her eyes and grabbing his pants leg, she wasn't going to let Scott die thinking these things and not hearing Stiles out.

"Ok, so…" she looked over weakly and watched Stiles hesitantly step into the gasoline puddle with us. What the hell are you doing Stilinski?! Chloe gained a small burst of adrenaline at the thought of Stiles getting hurt and opened her eyes and looked up at him frantically, she wasn't going to give up on her new friends. She let her one hand that was already on top of Scott's holding her head and squeezed it in panic; while using the other to support her body more upright, no longer leaning on Scott's leg.

"So if you're gonna do this thing… you're just gonna have to take me with you." Stiles caught her eye contact before slowly taking the flare from Scott and throwing it away. The three of them just stayed there and stared at each other for a moment before Scott slowly released her hair and she almost fell back onto the ground in relief. She let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding while both Scott and Stiles pulled her up to stand unsteadily. She was trying to catch her breath to talk when suddenly she heard Lydia scream and saw a flash happen behind them in the reflection of the gasoline on the ground.

"NO!" Lydia screamed at them, then she was shoved forward by both Scott and Stiles as Lydia pushed the boys out of the way. She rolled over to see the fire had blown Allison down but everyone was a safe distance away from it. She watched the fire as she saw Lydia look up as well. The shadow figure from her dreams, or the Darach now, appeared in amongst the flames. It's face looking similar to the marred features of a burn-victim survivor. Fear struck her as she was sure it was staring directly at her and coming after her but it disappeared as quickly as it came. She finally laid her head back focusing on being able to breathe while choking on non-gasoline smelling oxygen.

"Did anyone else see that too?" asked Lydia in a small voice sounding terrified. Chloe started coughing louder trying to speak as her lungs filled with clean and un-tensioned air for the first time and her brain began working properly. She then finally answered Lydia in her raspy voice

"I've seen it."

Suddenly, there were hands underneath her back lifting her up into sitting position. She looked up into Stiles' caramel eyes and smiled weakly at his worried stare

"Chloe are you ok? I thought that… I thought…" she just shivered and said

"I'm cold and covered in gasoline" trying to swallow her bruised, dry, scratchy throat. Stiles looked her over for more injuries before meeting her gaze again then pulling her into a tight embrace not letting go for what felt like forever. Allison, Lydia and Scott had all stood up and Allison was checking him over for any more injuries. Chloe couldn't quite find it in her to look over at Scott yet, she had forgiven him sure, but she was still a little scared and shaking from the cold. Stiles pulled away and said

"I'm gonna get you a warm shower to clean you up, then we're not staying in this motel"

"Agreed" came from everyone else.

"Scott you're gonna want a shower too, use our shower, I'm taking Chloe to hers." Stiles then picked her up like she was nothing and she gripped to him tightly.

"I can do that Stiles-" offered Lydia but Stiles shot her a glare that told her to stop. He needed to do this. He then carried her to her room and she pulled out the key from her pocket with shaking hands and handed it to him to unlock the door. Once they were inside the silence was very noticeable. Chloe didn't want to turn on a light to wake Jared up so Stiles opened up the curtains to let the moonlight shine in a little. She grabbed her spare clothes which were her large white tee shirt and black leggings. She took off her shoes and socks and then her sweatshirt and stuffed them in her bag before grabbing her spare clothes and turning to Stiles

"I'll be quick" she tried saying as normally as possible but the roughness to her vocal chords was still there. Stiles nodded and then sat on the edge of her bed waiting patiently for her to finish cleaning herself off from his best friend that tried to kill her while under some sort of trance.

He put his head in his hands and held back his tears. He had almost lost the two most important people in his life… He almost lost her, again. He needed to just tell her how he felt before another near death experience. He has tried keeping her out of all of this to keep her safe, he has tried including her to keep her safe… none of it was working. He didn't want her to move away and leave him so he has been trying to keep her out of everything as much as possible, only telling her the crucial facts, but it was all in vein as it seemed.

Before he knew it he heard the shower turn off and her step out. He heard her rustling with a towel and her clothes trying to rush to put them on. She opened the door and walked out shutting the light off quickly so as not to wake Jared. She then sat down on the bed next to him, no longer smelling of gasoline.

"I guess I'm stuck with gasoline soaked Shoes" she said looking down at her converse that wreaked of gas.

"Didn't you bring your running shoes?" he asked her. Chloe smirked slightly at him not understanding her meaning that her shoes will smell of gasoline for a while, not the fact that she had no other shoes.

"I can't just wear those out? They were expensive! And I don't want to ruin the instep or treading. I actually take cross-country seriously" Chloe answered sarcastically. Is she seriously joking with him right now? He looked at her raising an eyebrow and she let a small smile slip out before she looked away. Good god she was perfect, just tell her dude, just tell her while you still have the chance… when we get home he'll do it. He told himself chickening out for the moment… but it was going to happen.

"I'm sorry about Scott… you do know that he would never…" Stiles tried comforting her while defending his other best friend. Chloe turned back around to face him holding her bag of dirty clothes.

"I knew something was wrong the moment Scott threw me against the bus Stiles, Scott wasn't himself… I don't hold this or anything against him. He has a lot on his plate…" Chloe confirmed her feelings of comradery towards Scott's integrity.

"He through you against the bus?" Stiles said getting angry at his friend momentarily. Chloe rolled her eyes at his selective hearing.

"It's better than throwing me under the bus like when we used to play hide-n-go-seek" Chloe tried deflecting. Stiles bit the inside of his cheek holding back the smile at the fond memory of their childhood. "He did drop some deep truths out there though… I hope that he doesn't really think those things about me though… that would hurt" she admitted finally meeting his eyes that still held a small amount of fear in them. Stiles' heart broke at the sight of Chloe being afraid of his best friend. Stiles pulled her into his arms in a comforting embrace as they silently walked out of the dark hotel room and back to the scene of the crime to sleep on the bus.

Before either of them knew it, it was morning and they woke up after a shitty nights' sleep in their bus seats. The coach began yelling at them about how the meet was cancelled and they were heading home. Chloe leaned her head back against in her seat beside Stiles, just realizing she had a comforting arm around her shoulders and she had been sleeping on his shoulder. She closed her eyes trying to get comfortable for the long ride back home concealing the small smile from Stiles still protecting her. She felt rough… she was not only sore from sleeping on the bus, but also from getting thrown around like a rag doll, getting nearly choked to death and her hair almost ripped out of her head.

She suddenly felt stiles hitting her on the leg incessantly and annoyingly urging her to pay attention. She opened her eyes only to be shocked beyond belief, Ethan was sitting in the seat directly in front of her next to Scott who looked just as shocked.

"I'm not sure what happened last night, but I'm pretty sure you saved my life" Ethan said to him.

"Actually I saved your life" interjected Stiles "not that it matters…" Chloe put her hand on his knee squeezing hard to get him to shut up. Thankfully, Ethan continued

"So I'm gonna give you something… we're pretty sure Derek's still alive…" he said giving Scott a chance to adjust to the news, he looked at them bewildered for a moment before Ethan continued

"-but he killed one of our own, that means one of two things can happen. Ether he joins our pack, or Kahli goes after him, and we kill him… that's the way it works" he said with a tone of finality before standing to go back to his original seat.

"Yeah well your code of ethics there is a little barbaric, just an FYI" said Stiles at Ethan as he walked away. Chloe smacked him and he looked at her confused

"You just can't shut up can you?" she said looking at him like he was an idiot.

"Well if I had my breakfast this morning I would be less annoying and grumpy" said Stiles accusatorily.

"Are you really blaming your loud mouth on the fact I'm not feeding you a pop tart right now?" she asked him with a hint of laughter in her voice. Stiles crossed his arms and looked away from her out the window

"Maybe…" Chloe couldn't help but laugh at him

"Well it's about time you fed me a pop tart or something for breakfast" she told him with her own sassy morning attitude and put her head on his shoulder and begin to relax. Stiles, after a moment, unfolded his arms and wrapped one around her shoulders with a small smile on his face. He looks over to see Allison smiling at him with a knowing look, He rolled his eyes at her as his gaze fell on Lydia

"What you got there?" he asked her as Chloe opened her eyes to see what he was talking about. Lydia blew into the whistle and pulled her hand away to find a fine powder on it

"Wolfs bane" she said looking incredulously at Stiles, Chloe looked at her with her brows drawn together in confusion

"Like the poison for ware-wolves?" she asked tiredly. Stiles nodded then said

"So every time coach blew his whistle…Scott, Isaac, Boyd, and Ethan were breathing it in…" he vocalized the truth.

"That explains the behavior" said Lydia, I knew Scott was off but were the others acting-up too? What did I miss while with Jarod or getting attacked by Scott? Stiles signaled to Lydia with his eyes to the open window behind her. Lydia knew exactly what he meant; she then through the whistle out the window without coach noticing.

"So… we didn't actually have to spend the night on this shitty bus then? It was the coach's whistle the whole time..." Chloe asked slightly miffed she didn't get to sleep in a bed last night. Stiles rolled his eyes before he settles back in his seat for the long ride home as Chloe rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes to sleep the entire way back to Beacon Hills.

Once they got back, seeing as it was Sunday, they all headed home when Scott caught up with Chloe walking towards Stiles' jeep

"Hey Chloe… I just wanted to tell you, to let you know that um… to say that I'm-"

"Scott, I forgave you the moment I knew something was wrong with that place, I know you would never randomly hurt an innocent person… I forgive you" she smiled up at him. Scott sheepishly smiled back, I can see why Stiles loves her he thought as she patted him comfortingly on the shoulder which she returned before she walked towards his best friend's jeep. She believes in everyone and everything and trusts with her whole being… once you've earned it. He smiled at his friend's dopey grin he had looking at Chloe walk towards him, like how he once had done with Allison.

Chloe climbed into Stiles' jeep and exclaimed how exhausted she was over and over till Stiles threw his arm around her and pulled her close to him. She fell asleep within minutes in his jeep, so when they got home Stiles carried her out of his car and into her house, only having a little trouble with the front door. He got her upstairs and set her on her bed where she looked so peaceful... He quickly ran downstairs to grab her bag out of his car and shut his passenger door before going back upstairs in her house and placing her bag down quietly before feeling his own fatigue set in. Stiles lazily kicked off his shoes and then laid in bed next to her.

He was the big spoon as he gently wrapped his arm around her and molded his body to bend where hers did so they were the perfect fit. She was snuggled up tight to his chest and he didn't even mind her hair occasionally tickling his face. He didn't know why he randomly decided to do this, or even if this was ok… he just did it because he needed it, he needed to hold her just in case he never gets the chance to again. He fell asleep like that, both of them, comfortably warm and content.

Around two in the afternoon both Chloe and Stiles stirred awake and Chloe stretched her entire body arching her back, she felt much better laying in her soft bed rather than that bus. Her legs straightened out to crack her knees and she curled her toes, Chloe felt a warm hard body behind her. She opened her eyes slightly and saw she was in her room so it was most likely Stiles behind her enjoying her bed as well.

With her stretching, Chloe's butt shifted from arching her back in a stretch and hit Stiles' pelvis and created a friction that only 'wakened the beast'. Stiles' eyes shot open as he felt Chloe rub against his hips and his breathing became labored. Chloe finished stretching and settled back in to his warmth, nuzzling her body up against his with a content smile on her face. They had never napped together like this before, spooning, but she apparently liked it. With all her rubbing against him, Stiles couldn't control himself as he felt his traitorous downstairs begin to harden under Chloe's unintentional touch.

Stiles was frozen with his body still pressed against hers, his arms around her waist, and his pants beginning to pitch a tent right into his best friend's ass. One of his worse fears were coming true and he was frozen. His breathing hitched as he reached full length and his jeans were tight. Chloe's eyes shot open as she felt a part of Stiles move while the rest of him was still, his hard on pressed up against her butt, almost right in between her cheeks.

Chloe's breath caught too as she instantly felt herself get wet and a dull throbbing begin between her legs, her face flushed as her heart rate skyrocketed. OMG what am I supposed to do in this situation? Is he sleeping again? He hasn't said anything, should I wake him up and tell him to roll over… I should I wake him up and tell him to just put it in me. God this feels so right, I'm getting hot right now, too much heat, my shirt is constricting, and so are his pants!

Stiles was mortified as he felt Chloe awaken and go stiff because she could feel what was happening. He began blushing so hard turning bright red to his ears. He should say something and apologize to her… SHIT things were never going to be normal between them again! Stiles opened his mouth to speak

"Uh… I'm sorry, it's like the morning, accept the afternoon…" he said cautiously. Chloe nodded and in a small, clinched voice she responded

"Understandable…" Stiles could feel her breathing was labored as well as they were both frozen to each other. They should be pulling away from each other, but Stiles couldn't and Chloe was still there. Stiles saw her chest rise and fall quickly and it made him bite his lip in sexual curiosity as he slowly moved his head forward, now in the crook of her neck, watching her perfect chest rise and fall.

Chloe felt the hot air on her neck from his labored breathing and a shutter ran down her spine as she closed her eyes and bit her lip, just enjoying the heat growing in her stomach from Stiles' accidental touching her this way. OH God please don't stop! Please don't ever stop she was begging him in her head.

Stiles was losing more of his control by the second. He shifted his gaze from her chest to slowly trail up her neck to her face that looked to be smiling shyly and blushing. Stiles trailed his hungry eyes from her face down her jaw and neck to rest on the open skin that was her shoulder. No bra strap! There is no bra strap there! She's not wearing a bra! There are free boobs down there! Within grasp! Boobs.

His hard on inadvertently rubbed closer between her cheeks as he adjusted his gaze and body; causing an erotic gasp to escape Chloe's lips she had never made before. She opened her eyes and blushed, afraid to look at Stiles behind her. The color had drained from Stiles' face as he heard the most beautiful, and sexy sound accidently escape between her lips. Holy shit I did that… I did that to her… what else can I do? And why haven't I been doing it till now? That made his penis twitch in his pants, getting even harder, yeah if that's fucking possible at this point.

Chloe's breathing was very labored as she was going out of her mind with pleasure… she couldn't think one solid thought; she was mush under Stiles' touch. She felt Stiles' fingers spread across her stomach, his large hands already hitting the bottom of her chest, she was loving it and wanted him to keep going. Her back slowly arched once again creating friction on his pelvis seeing as how he was already hard in between her ass cheeks, he felt her warmth radiate around his hard on and against his hips. The new feeling of warmth in that area of his drove Stiles up the wall, his body involuntarily moved on instinct without his permission and bucked his hips forward.

"Oh!" escaped Chloe's mouth as Stiles thrust into her backside. She felt herself get wet again as she laid there in shock pressed against him, she let her free hand clench the comforter in pleasure. Stiles' and Chloe's mouths' were open and both were breathing heard. Things were definitely heating up until a loud siren went off outside Chloe's window. They both froze again, unsure of what to do then Chloe sadly untangled her legs from his.

Stiles sat up and leaned over her looking out the window in her bed room and saw his Dad's police cruiser racing down the street away from his driveway. The previous mood was gone as worry now took over both of them

"What's going on?" asked Chloe sitting up

"Something happened, it may be another body" Stiles guessed. He got up and grabbed his phone off her desk to check for messages. There was one from Scott saying there was a ten car pile-up and the doctors were missing. Stiles turned around and looked at Chloe

"Something is going on at the Hospital with Scott and his mom" Chloe nodded and began to stand up

"Chloe…" he started and she looked up at him… his heart was still racing looking at her and he almost lost his focus again "…can you, please stay here? I almost lost you last night and I really don't want to put you back in danger so soon" asked Stiles with a saddened but pleading look on his face. Normally Chloe would've objected and gone anyway but she understood Stiles' plea… plus she was still hot and bothered and would need to take a shower. So she nodded and looked down at her feet

"Just be careful, and call me with any updates if they're sacrifices or just accidents" she said looking at the ground running a hand through her hair. Stiles stepped up and hugged her

"I promise, be back in no time" she felt his hard on press into her thigh again and she bit her lip to contain her gasp and giggle. She looked up at him and Stiles saw the laughter in her eyes as she could still feel his humiliation pressing into her leg.

She was so beautiful and her eyes were so alight with happiness, compared to the fear she was expressing last night when he'd almost lost her. He realized how close their faces were just now and froze staring into her green eyes. He couldn't tell if he should go for it or not, a few seconds ago they were basically dry-humping one another but anyone could get turned on if they were desperate enough… he wasn't sure if she wanted him to. Just say it dude, tell her right now that you love her! Just go for it! Alas he chickened out and pulled away from her embrace not looking her in the eye as he walked out of her room awkwardly since he was still sporting a woody.

"I'll talk to you later then" he called behind him as he walked out of her room quickly and out of her house. He climbed into his jeep and started it quickly whipping out of her driveway and towards the hospital, his attention fully on the mission now.