Author's Note: Since so many of the reviews I have received are from guest users, I wanted to put my thanks here. I'm glad you are enjoying the story. I've also been enjoying the PM conversations as I'm always happy to hear that I'm not the only Brave fan still out here. :)

Chapter Two

The rest of the hike was finished in silence. When they finally reached the hidden truck they had previously liberated, McG gently laid Jaz in the back while Adam walked up to stand next to him.

"How's she doing?" he asked.

"She's lost a lot of blood. I'm going to need to clean and suture the wounds before we can move out. Plus I'll need to see to you as well."

"I'll be fine. Just some bruising and surface cuts. Apparently they decided I was the weaker link and more likely to crack while watching her suffer."

"Clearly they didn't realize the two of you are as stubborn as they come or they wouldn't have wasted their time."

"She'll be okay?"

"Nothing in this world is guaranteed, Top, but I expect she'll be okay."

Adam climbed into the back of the truck and took a seat on the bench as McG sat next to her on the floor. He watched as McG began cleaning the deep slices in her skin. Their captors had stripped her down to her sports bra and pants during the interrogation so the cuts were concentrated on her arms, abdomen, and back. It took close to two hours to get everything closed to McG's satisfaction. Regardless of the oppressive heat, Jaz had started to shiver so she was covered with a blanket before McG looked Adam over.

"Looks like you're right, Top. A few bandages and some healing time and you'll be in good shape. In fact, you're in good enough shape to give Jaz what she really needs."

"If she needed blood, why didn't we start with that part?"

"Because I needed to be sure it was safe for you to help her. You'd lie through your teeth if you thought Jaz needed you."

Adam knew he was right. If it came down to needing to lay his life down for one of his team, he'd do it without a second thought. He couldn't imagine a better way to go out.

McG motioned for Adam to put his arm out and he got the transfusion going. Once he was certain his two patients were stable, he leaned out to tell Amir they could hit the road. If you could consider the dirt track they were on a road. The way they were getting tossed around in the back of the truck made him less likely to classify it as one. Adam watched as McG focused on drawing up a syringe of liquid for Jaz.

"Pain meds?" he asked.

"No, an antibiotic for now. Infection is the biggest threat to her. I'll give her some pain medication once she's awake and alert."

Adam frowned at the thought of her having to suffer anymore pain but he also realized that McG would want her clear headed assessment of her condition. The transfusion went smoothly but Jaz was still out cold when McG stopped it.

"You're sure she'd had enough, McG?"

"If you give her anymore I'll have two unconscious patients. Her vital signs are improving so I think we're out of the woods."

Adam hoped that was the case. He knew they would both feel much better when Jaz was awake.