Chapter 3

Catra tossed and turned in pain, her body searing from the inside out, Adora painfully close to her, her gentle lips on Catra's neck. "Adora! Please!"

"Please what?" Adora chuckled, massaging her fingers just under Catra's ass, sensually playing with the inside of Catra's thigh, intentionally so close to the damp need.

"Damnit, Adora!" Catra growled through gritted teeth.

"What kitten?" Adora whispered into Catra's ear tauntingly.

"I will claw you if you call me that again I!" Catra screamed as Adora shifted her hand to begin playing with her soaked slit.

"We both know you will leave claw marks up and down my back no matter what." Adora smiled overly cocky.

Catra hissed, only to have her breath stolen by Adora massaging her entrance more. "A! Ah! Dora!"

"That's a kitten. Feeling good?"

"D… damn you!" Catra couldn't help but begin to claw down Adora's back in an effort to keep herself together, the pleasure building.

"Claw too hard and I'll bite you." Adora threatened.

"If you bite me I'll!" Catra half whined.

"You'll cum extra hard? You'll scream and soak my fingers as I taunt your clit?" Adora nibbled at Catra's neck.

"D… damnit…" Catra complained, bucking her hips, her body needing more.

"What does my little kitten want?"

Catra's heart caught in her throat as something changed about Adora's face. "A… a" Catra whimpered, her body burning as pleasure evaporated and pain took over. Adora somehow slipped away effortlessly drifting farther. "Adora! No! Don't! Don't go!" Catra awoke screaming!

"Catra!" Adora rushed to her side.

"Huh?" Catra thrashed attempting to escape, remembering what had happened, that Adora had left her. Catra was halted by the overwhelming pain.

"Stop or I will tie you down!" Adora threatened. "You've been out for at least a day! Your wound was infected, but I think something else is wrong. The infection is dying down, but your temperature is only rising."

"I…" Catra showed her teeth defensively.

"Yeah yeah, big lion so upset I'm getting the thorn out of her paw?" Adora kissed over the bandaged wound.

"You! Where are we? What… how did you find bandages out in the woods?" Catra complained, giving up on fighting, knowing she was in no shape to.

"I… don't know what the name is… but it is the weird place we fought last time… the one that played tricks on us… where you…"

"Where I pushed you off the ledge and left you to die?" Catra looked away shamefully.

"Yeah. That one. And the bandages I had in my pack, as well as the medicines that helped you fight off the infection." Adora looked down and away, wishing she could forget.

"I."

"I didn't mean to leave YOU. I didn't want to leave you." Adora moved to exchange Catra's bandages just to distract herself.

"I don't need you!" Catra jumped to defend herself.

"Of course you don't!" Adora huffed, unintentionally being a little rough as she ripped off the bandage.

"AHH!" Catra cried out.

"Or would you rather do this yourself? You know! Because you don't need me!" Adora brushed her face against her sleeve.

"I… How bad is it." Catra pouted looking away as she ignored the question.

"It was a lot worse." Adora huffed hurting.

"How much?" Catra ground her teeth worried by the heat that still thudded through her body.

"Catra If I hadn't found you, you would be dead!" Adora punched the ground next to where the wounded woman layed.

"I…"

"For that matter, I still don't know what has your fever so fucking high!" Adora wiped her face on her sleeve again, more vigorously.

"I…" Catra had her suspicions.

"Just because you don't need me doesn't mean I don't need you!" Adora yelled, revealing her tear-filled face.

"Adora…" Catra whispered, finally seeing how Adora had been affected by their distance. She tried to shift, to get closer and to hug Adora, but her wound kept her all but tied down to the floor.

"Stay down! I won't have you dying on me! I… can't…" Adora sniffled, wiping away her tears on her sleeve again.

"Adora I-"

"Stop talking! You'll only get yourself hurt more."

"Adora I… need you too… Ok?"

"Sure." Adora's jaw clenched, her emotions wreaking havoc on her.

"Adora!"

"Stay still damnit!" Adora ordered, placing on a new bandage with an antibiotic and antiseptic ointment on it.

"Fuck! That hurts!" Catra cried out from Adora gently soothing the bandage against the unhealed wound.

"I'm doing my best! Ok! I'm trying!" Adora growled frustrated.

"S… sorry." Catra sighed.

"Here!" Adora slammed a bundle off bandages and wound care ointments on the ground next to Catra.

"What is this for?" Catra questioned with her voice trembling.

"I can only hope that it is enough to keep you alive; ya know, just long enough for you to come back and try to kill me again!" Adora snapped, standing and turning away.

"A! Adora! Where are you going!"

"To be with friends who won't try to kill me. Because no matter how much I need you… I can't stand to stay here and watch you die." Adora shook her head and wiped away tears once more.

"A… Adora… Please don't go! I… It's cold." Catra whimpered.

Adora stopped in her place without turning around.

"I… I'm sorry." Catra coughed up.

"What's this? A trap where you'll claw my throat out if I take pity on you?" Adora tested hurting and angry.

"It's not." Catra whimpered heat rising through her.

"Fine." Adora dropped her bag and finding a corner to sit in.

"Do you ha-" Catra was cut off as she tried to sit up,

"Lay down! Your body is done fighting the infection, but you still have a hole in your abdomen, and a temperature that would kill a normal human!" Adora barked.

"Fine! But do you have to be so far away?" Catra whimpered embarrassed that she wanted Adora to hold her again.

Adora did not respond.

"Please! I need you! Ok! I said it again!" Catra snapped and bit her lip despising her own weakness.

"I wouldn't want to pity you."

"Damnit, Adora! I missed you ok! I… I was mad! I was hurting!" Catra snapped sitting up.

"So you try to kill me!?" Adora stood angrily, emotions high.

"It is literally all we have ever been trained to do! Kill!"

"Sure." Adora turned her back on Catra once more.

"I thought you loved me back damnit! Ok! That's why I did it! I was heartbroken! You just left! Like I meant nothing!" Catra screamed, immediately regretting it as she felt her wound start to bleed into the bandages all over again. "F… Fuuck." Catra waived before falling back, collapsing back onto the floor both from pain and blood loss.

"Catra no!" Adora ran to her side scared. First Adora checked for Cat's pulse. It was slow and weak but it was still there, and Catra was still breathing. "Damnit! Idiot! I told you to stay still and let your wounds heal!" Adora groaned looking down to the bandages which already had a large and growing red stain. "Catra! Damnit! Of course, I love you back." Adora's hands shook as she went to pull off the bandage carefully. She was only terrified by what she saw, the wound was bleeding even more than it had been when Adora first found her collapsed in the woods. "Just had to scream and ruin any healing your body has done so far didn't you?" Adora grabbed her pack searching for anything sterile she could use to patch the wound with better than a thin layer of bandage. "Shit!" She couldn't find anything; or at least there was nothing that wouldn't make Catra worse. Adora sighed worriedly looking back to the wound, shocked that she hadn't realized it yet. It looked like the wound was still brand new, like Catra's body had done nothing to even attempt to heal it even after a whole two days. Even the infection seemingly hasn't healed in the slightest until Adora had treated it! Adora groaned, not sure why this was happening or even how! Blood began to pool at her knees; Catra was coming closer and closer to real danger all over again. Adora scrambled to think of something! Anything that could even just stall the bloodloss long enough for her to figure out what else was going on with Catra and hopefully heal that too. "What do I do! What do I do! Fuck!" Adora screamed, the glimmer of her sword catching her eye. "I… the sword! She-Ra might be able to heal her!" Adora scrambled, rushing for her blade. Adora worried more and more each and every second, transforming into She-Ra. She had had so much trouble getting her healing to work, or any of her magic for that matter! But if there was ever a time she truly needed it; it was now! "For the honor of Grayskull!" Adora waved her sword summoning all the power that she could.

End of Chapter 3