(Mac's POV)
"I am going to kill you Webb," I said a little over three hours later, holding my hand to my bleeding shoulder. "Or maybe I won't, and just let Harm have you."
I smirked as he visibly paled, and kept on pacing.
We were lost somewhere in the General's underground bunker, separated from the rest of the team when the General tried to run. He was dead now, and clay's agent now safe, but with more of Muhammad's men running around, I knew we defiantly weren't out of the woods yet.
"I'll get you out of this Mac," he said.
"I know Clay, I know."
"And I'm sorry," he said sitting next to me.
I looked at him surprised. It wasn't every day that Clayton Webb apologizes.
"Why did you really want me on this mission Webb?" I asked, knowing that the answer he gave at the airport was total bull.
"Because I needed you Sarah, I don't know how to explain it…but if I was going to pick anybody in the world to be stuck in this situation with, to be on the brink of death with, it would be you."
I laughed," You make it sound so romantic."
Cupping my face in his hands, he leaned in close so that his lips were mere inches away from mine. "I mean it Sarah," he whispers pressing his lips to mine.
(Harm's POV)
My fourth punch out, and believe it or not sitting by my tom cat, which was now in flames, I couldn't be happier. Sure Skates and I were stuck out in the middle of nowhere, not knowing just who was out there, or when help was going to come, but we were happy none the less. Our teams had destroyed all the targets making it safe for the ground troops to come in and clean house. Just before one of the ground targets clipped my wing, we had gotten word that our mission was a success. And I knew now, I could finally go back home, and Sarah and I could start our life together.
It was just a matter of time now.
TBC
(A/N: yeah, I know very short update and a bit of a cliff hanger, but for me, I'm just glad I got this out. Hopefully another update will follow soon. Please review.)