The archaeologist suddenly tackled her to the wall for cover when he saw their enemy.
His body was pressed against hers, their faces only inches from each other. He could see the growing desire in her eyes. She wanted nothing more than to kiss him. But she didn't. He had to say he was impressed by her restraint.
Her eyes shifted towards the footsteps getting closer.
"Don't move," she mouthed.
Her hand slowly circled him to reach his side. A gunshot later, Daniel turned around to find their attacker, dead on the floor. Vala had shot him with his Beretta.