A/N: I know it's Thursday, and I'm sorry. I forgot it was Wednesday yesterday. I can guarantee normal service as of next week (hopefully). I really do hope you are enjoying this story, I'm having a blast writing it!

The next time I'll update it'll be 2017! I hope you have a fantastic New Year, I'll be watching Sherlock on New Year's Day. Lots of love lovelies

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They'd been at the farm for nearly a week, and they'd managed to clear most of the debris. They had yet to inspect the farmhouse, Athos deciding that it could wait.

It wasn't until nearly twelve days after they left Paris that Ellie decided to inspect the farmhouse. Aramis, Porthos and D'Artagnan had headed into town to collect some more food for them, leaving Athos with Ellie.

'It's too dangerous.' Athos told her as she clambered over the rubble.

'I'm sure it's fine.' Ellie replied, looking at him over her shoulder. She'd tied her hair up into a messy bun and was wearing a loose white shirt and black breeches. Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she smirked at Athos over her shoulder, making her way inside.

'Don't blame me if you fall over.' He told her as her foot slipped on a loose stone. Ellie rolled her eyes at him as she carried on climbing over the rubble. She put a hand against a burnt beam, holding onto it as she clambered over a huge stone.

'I'll be extra careful.' She called back, ducking under a beam. Athos walked off, grumbling under his breath. Ellie chuckled quietly as she moved to what used to be the kitchen. She slowly walked around, finding her footing amongst the loose stones.

The old fireplace was still standing, as were the walls. The only thing that seemed precarious was the roof. Ellie looked up, carefully inspecting the remains of the roof. It was complete burnt with the exception of the beams. As Ellie began making her way out of the parlour, she heard a loud groan. She froze, slowly looking up. One of the beams from the roof was creaking, swaying slightly. Ellie stumbled back as it gave way, crashing to the ground with a cloud of dust.

That one beam seemed to be holding everything else up. The other beams began falling down around her as she screamed for Athos. She didn't know if he heard her or not as the remains of the roof came crashing down, knocking Ellie out, and trapping her in the farmhouse. The only sound left was the sound of small stones trickling down the pile of rubble and the old beams creaking with weight.

The first thing that Ellie when she woke, was the dull, painful throbbing in her head. The second thing to hit her was someone shouting her name. It sounded as if they were on the verge of screaming.

'Ellie!' The voice seemed really familiar. 'Ellie, please answer me.'

'Athos?' Ellie coughed, the name finally matching the voice.

'Are you ok?' He asked. His voice sounded as if he was close to her.

'Kind of. I'm stuck in the kitchen.' She told him. Ellie winced as she pressed a hand to her head, the fingers coming away red. Athos tried to shift some of the beams.

'Ellie.' Athos called. 'I need the others to help me get you out.' He told her. 'I'll have to ride out to meet them, they left for the village.' Ellie panicked, not wanting to be left alone.

'Don't go.' She cried out suddenly. 'Please, don't go.' She said slowly.

'Ellie, are you sure you're alright?' Athos asked the worry was clear in his voice.

'I'm fine, I don't want to be alone.' She admitted quietly. Athos sighed.

'I'll stay.' He replied gently. They sat in silence for a bit, the pain from her head gradually taking over Ellie's mind.

'You realise we have to talk.' Ellie told him, smirking slightly as she lifted a piece of wood off her leg.

'About what?' His voice was calming and gentle, but Ellie could tell he was rolling his eyes in despair.

'Anything.' Ellie sighed. He was silent for a while and she guessed he was thinking.

'When I first met you I thought you were…unique.' Athos stated dryly and Ellie chuckled quietly

'Seriously?' She asked. 'Unique is the best you could come up with?'

'I didn't trust you,' Athos carried on, ignoring her. 'And I could clearly see that you didn't trust me. But, as we trained together, I began to understand you more. I began to understand the motive behind your actions, and I began to trust you. And I began to realise that you were a lot like me.' Ellie sighed, smiling. 'I didn't trust you properly until after our first mission when you got shot saving my life.' Athos sighed. 'Gods, I think you were only fourteen.'

It was the beginning of winter, and a layer of snow had coated the forest. The mission had gone well, up until they were attacked by bandits. They were easy enough to beat, but it was a moment of relief in which Athos lost his focus.

Ellie saw the bandit sneak up behind him, gun raised. She didn't think as she ran in front of Athos, the shot being fired. Aramis quickly shot the bandit, as Ellie placed a hand over her stomach in shock. She stumbled, falling back into Athos who caught her in his arms. He lowered her down to the ground, her head in his lap. Aramis and Porthos knelt down, Aramis inspecting her wound as the blood stained the snow underneath her.

'The bullet's still in there.' He told them, as Athos stroked Ellie's hair gently. Ellie cried out in pain when he touched the wound, and Athos murmured words of comfort as he wiped the tears away that had fallen.

'Aramis?' Athos asked as the medic's face paled considerably.

'I think, the bullet was coated in poison.' Aramis told him slowly. Athos growled lowly, his grip on Ellie tightening. Ellie whimpered, and Athos' eyes fell down to her as hers began to close.

'Ellie, you need to stay awake.' Athos told her gently, as her eyes opened again.

'I know…' She muttered quietly. Far too quietly.

'Ellie, stay awake.' Porthos ordered as he stroked her hand. Her eyes opened again, but they began to fall shut again.

'Hurts…' Ellie's eyes began to close, and the voices telling her to stay awake faded away to nothingness.

Hooves echoed through the courtyard, signalling the arrival of the others.

'I'll be back.' Athos called as he stood up. Ellie sighed, looking around the room she was trapped in. She smiled as she heard her brothers walk into the building, muttering together.

'Elizabeth Beckett, we leave you alone for ten minutes!' Aramis called as he shifted the rubble out the way. Ellie laughed as he climbed through a hole in the rubble, his head poking through first. He clambered into the room, crouching down in front of her.

'It wasn't on purpose.' She replied as he helped her up off the ground. His eyes scanned her, checking her for injuries. She was covered in dirt and dust, her hair decorated with small stones. She'd managed to cut her lip and had a graze on her cheekbone. His eyes stopped when he reached her head, and Ellie looked down at the ground sheepishly.

'Athos said you weren't injured.' Aramis told her as he gently moved her hair out the way. Ellie hissed in pain, glaring at Aramis.

'I'm not.' Aramis glared at her. 'Badly.' She added. Aramis sighed as he leads her out the room. Athos looked up as she took Porthos outstretched hand and climbed over the rubble. His eyes stopped at the blood on his head and he growled quietly, giving her the look that he normally reserved for Aramis. He shook his head, walking out of the building

'I'm in trouble, aren't I?' Ellie asked Aramis quietly as they watched him leave.

'Yes.' He replied, before gently pushing her out the room as she groaned.