"Chris!" Hook frantically called her name as he raced to the spot
where he had last seen her. His heart was pounding until it felt like it
might explode at any moment. She had to be alright, couldn't be....
"Chris!" Okay, hey had only been together a short time and they hadn't really talked to much about the future yet, but Hook just had a feeling about Chris, a feeling that she was the woman for him, the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. If anything had happened to her.
"Chris?!"
Suddenly he heard a weak cough that slowly increased in intensity.
"Chris?" It didn't sound like it was coming from under the rubble but then where was she? "Chris?"
"I'm... I'm on the other side!" Chris choked, trying to catch her breath as she coughed up the grit that she had inhaled when the ceiling gave way. She shuddered as she thought of what might be in that. Hopefully not asbestos, anyway.
"Chris?" Hook pulled a bit more of the debris away so that he could see her, a faint sigh of relief slipping out once he could see with his own eyes that she was in one piece and not squished under the pipe and debris like he had feared. He quickly scrambled over the debris, dropping down by her side and drawing her into his arms, burying his face in her dust streaked hair. "I thought that I might have lost you there for a minute." He whispered.
"Careful," Chris said with a smile and a soft laugh. "With Jesse in charge I'm not entirely sure there isn't asbestos still in that ceiling.
She let herself settle back into Hook's embrace as the fear she had felt when she saw the ceiling coming towards her slowly faded as he held her close.
"I don't care," Hook murmured as he held her tightly, pressing kisses against the back of her neck. Loosing Chris, that was something that he didn't think that he would be able to survive. His feelings for her had deepened without his even realizing and then seeing her in danger,
thinking that she might die and he would never have a chance to tell her how he felt.... "I love you. I just want you to know that."
He loved her? Chris didn't know what to say to that, it was so unexpected. Their relationship was actually totally unexpected as well.
SHe certainly hdn't been looking for anyone but the entire situation with Mrs. Druse and little Mary had just some how drawn them together and now she couldn't imagine a time when they would even be apart. She wrapped her arms around Hook, pressing soft kisses against his lips, returning his declaration of love in a way that no words could ever convey properly.
Hook gently held her against him as they sat the floor, kisses increasing in passion, hands starting to reach for clothing. Somewhere in the back of his mind. He vaguely recalled the situation at hand and the fact that they needed to figure out a way to get out of the basement and up to the main floors to help anyone that might have been injured by the quake but with another soft kiss, that was entirely forgotten. Chris was alright and snug in his arms and that was the only thing that mattered to him.
"I know this might not be the best time for this," he murmured as her reached for the buttons of her blouse with one hand. Okay, he couldn't think of much worse times really. "But will you marry me?"
"Chris!" Okay, hey had only been together a short time and they hadn't really talked to much about the future yet, but Hook just had a feeling about Chris, a feeling that she was the woman for him, the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. If anything had happened to her.
"Chris?!"
Suddenly he heard a weak cough that slowly increased in intensity.
"Chris?" It didn't sound like it was coming from under the rubble but then where was she? "Chris?"
"I'm... I'm on the other side!" Chris choked, trying to catch her breath as she coughed up the grit that she had inhaled when the ceiling gave way. She shuddered as she thought of what might be in that. Hopefully not asbestos, anyway.
"Chris?" Hook pulled a bit more of the debris away so that he could see her, a faint sigh of relief slipping out once he could see with his own eyes that she was in one piece and not squished under the pipe and debris like he had feared. He quickly scrambled over the debris, dropping down by her side and drawing her into his arms, burying his face in her dust streaked hair. "I thought that I might have lost you there for a minute." He whispered.
"Careful," Chris said with a smile and a soft laugh. "With Jesse in charge I'm not entirely sure there isn't asbestos still in that ceiling.
She let herself settle back into Hook's embrace as the fear she had felt when she saw the ceiling coming towards her slowly faded as he held her close.
"I don't care," Hook murmured as he held her tightly, pressing kisses against the back of her neck. Loosing Chris, that was something that he didn't think that he would be able to survive. His feelings for her had deepened without his even realizing and then seeing her in danger,
thinking that she might die and he would never have a chance to tell her how he felt.... "I love you. I just want you to know that."
He loved her? Chris didn't know what to say to that, it was so unexpected. Their relationship was actually totally unexpected as well.
SHe certainly hdn't been looking for anyone but the entire situation with Mrs. Druse and little Mary had just some how drawn them together and now she couldn't imagine a time when they would even be apart. She wrapped her arms around Hook, pressing soft kisses against his lips, returning his declaration of love in a way that no words could ever convey properly.
Hook gently held her against him as they sat the floor, kisses increasing in passion, hands starting to reach for clothing. Somewhere in the back of his mind. He vaguely recalled the situation at hand and the fact that they needed to figure out a way to get out of the basement and up to the main floors to help anyone that might have been injured by the quake but with another soft kiss, that was entirely forgotten. Chris was alright and snug in his arms and that was the only thing that mattered to him.
"I know this might not be the best time for this," he murmured as her reached for the buttons of her blouse with one hand. Okay, he couldn't think of much worse times really. "But will you marry me?"