I always worry whenever she goes out on a solo mission. We're partners, but sometimes we need to focus on two things at once to cover more ground. It's a necessary requirement, but that doesn't mean I like it. Everytime she leaves, a gnawing unease sets into my stomach. I take my mind off of it by working, working and working... So much... But it's always there, at the back of my mind, whispering, "What if this is the one? What if this is the one from which she doesn't come back? What if you lose her on this one? It will be your fault because you weren't there to help her. To watch her back."
Every moment simply adds to the torment, bit by bit, as hours turn to days, and days turn to weeks. Sometimes, even a month goes by until she finally returns. She always does. I keep my mask of professionalism up until we get some time alone, and then I always just... hug her. I just hold her and let my emotions leak away, while she reassures me. "I'm here, Caitlyn. I'll always be here. I'm fine. I'll always come back for you."
It happens every time she goes away. She always comes back, sometimes a bit roughed up but always with that silly grin on her face. Even then, the worry never stops. "What if she doesn't come back this time."
There was a knock on the door, and my heart leapt. She was back! And the door opened, and my entire body froze as her red eyes gleamed maliciously while staring at me, slowly raising her gun at me. "Bang." She whispers, mockingly firing the gun, an insane grin on her face as she returns the aim of the zap gun back on me. My eyes shift as I back up against my desk, my handgun stuck on the underside of the desk. I try to move. She moves faster.
I try to laugh, but my body doesn't respond. I can't even move my body anymore, although some muscles twitch and spasm as some of the killing voltage that hit me still lingers in my body. I try to laugh, even as tears trail down the sides of my face, my breathing slowing... Because it's funny, how I've always worried about her not coming back. She'll come back... She always does.
But this time around, I'm the one who is leaving... And I can't come back.