-And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
- And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
- And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

Iris, Goo Goo Dolls

Alex woke up in a hospital bed with his legs wrapped in casts. To his left there was a huge machine that beeped which was really starting to annoy him. Other than that the room was plain and boring.

"You're not allowed to go in there!" he heard a stern voice warn from outside of his room.

"But I'm pretty much his girlfriend," a girl protested who, Alex guessed, was Jordan.

"I'm sorry but rules are rules!" The stern voice stated firmly and then her feet shuffled away, implying that their conversation was over.

"ARRGH!!" Alex chuckled quietly to himself, he could practically see Jordan's teeth gritting in frustration.

Then the door opened and Jordan wheeled herself into Alex's room in a metal wheelchair.

"Hey," she smiled up at him as she closed the door then rolled over to the side of his hospital bed.

Alex's grin turned into a frown as he studied Jordan.

She looked good, she always did, but her hair was greasy and messy and there were scratches and bruised all over her arms. Her left wrist was bandaged and so was her stomach and her right ankle. Then last of all, he laid his eyes on her silver wheelchair that she sat in.

"Surprised?" she grinned then spun her wheelchair in a circle before finally stopping it so she could face Alex.

"You're not…" Alex started to say quietly but he couldn't even bring himself to say the word.

"Of course not!" she batted the air with her non-bandaged hand as if to push the suggestion away. "Apparently some of my organs are pretty damaged so they don't want me walking… I don't know I wasn't really listening," she shrugged then spun around again.

"And you're okay with this...?" he was surprised that she was being remarkably calm in the state that she was in.

Jordan sighed then looked at her bandaged ankle then back up at Alex.

"They way I see it, Alex, it's all gonna be okay," she smiled at him. "I mean, I am pretty pissed off that I'm stuck in this death chair for a month but the only thing that keeps me from losing my mind is by reminding myself that you're alive and that's all that matters." She smiled genuinely up at him. Alex couldn't help to be taken aback. What she said was deep and meaningful and, well… serious. Man, being shot in the stomach really did change you.

"But of course me being alive is a pretty big relief too," she smirked at him and Alex rolled his eyes.

So much for serious.

"Hey, I thought you weren't allowed to be in here," he reminded her once he remembered the conversation she had with the person outside his door.

She rolled her eyes. "Screw them, nothing gets in the way between me and what I want."

Shocker….

Alex chuckled and looked into Jordan's deep blue eyes, which were shimmering in the light. As he was staring at her gorgeous face he was lost in the thoughts the swirled around in his mind like a bowl of soup. He hoped that maybe they could go on vacation once they both felt better; of course he'd have to have Blunt send the word out that he, Jordan, and Jack were NOT to be disturbed under ANY circumstances. Alex also hoped that for once, maybe he could finish a semester of school without being disturbed with any distress calls from MI6 or anyone else who needed help. Most of all, Alex hoped that he and Jordan would last forever.

Once Alex and Jordan finally returned from a week in the hospital, Jack was waiting for them with a giant hug for Alex, despite that he was also in a wheel chair.

"I am not letting you go on another mission!" she told him as she practically choked him to death in her massive hug, which took Alex off guard.

"Jack!" he mumbled, "I can't breathe!"

"Oh!" she laughed and then let go of him. He gasped for air making Jordan laugh as she picked up black Prada purse and set it in her lap.

"Thank you for letting me stay with you guys," Jordan told Jack genuinely once the special taxi driver that was for people in wheel chairs took her suitcase out of the trunk for her.

"Any friend of Alex is a friend of mine," Jack replied with a warm smile and grabbed Jordan's suitcase and brought it inside the house.

"Oh," Jordan gasped and clutched her stomach.

Alex quickly wheeled to her side, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Jordan winced and then shrugged it off, "it just hurts sometimes." Alex nodded and then Jack wheeled them up the ramp she had installed over the steps, and into the house.

Once they were inside, Jordan was shown her room that was four doors away from Alex's.

"Is it to your liking?" Jack asked with a smile. Jordan looked around the room and saw a bed, dresser, desk, and chair.

"No," Jordan said flatly and tried to keep a straight face as she watched Jack shift uncomfortably next to her. Finally, she burst out laughing. "Of course it is!" she laughed and Jack joined in with her.

Jordan couldn't help but feel so calm and relaxed in Alex's house. Jack was nice; her room was perfectly quaint. The place felt like home to her, and home was where she wanted to be for a long time.

Later on that night, Alex finally felt safe as he pushed himself out of his wheelchair and slipped into his bed and pulled the covers over his head and closed his brown eyes shut.

After two minutes his eyes shot open when he felt someone shove his shoulder.

"Hey, sleepy head," Jordan giggled as she stared down at him from her wheelchair.

As Alex looked up at her, he could see all of her beautiful features in the moonlight that was shining on her. It made her look like a goddess as she sat there happily next to his bed. Her body looked absolutely marvelous despite all the scratches and bruises that practically covered her whole body.

"Mind if I join you?" she asked.

"Sure," he lifted up the covers and she climbed out of her wheelchair and into his bed and then snuggled towards him. She rested her head on his solid chest and tried not to twist her waist too much.

"Alex?"

"Mhm."

"Thanks."

"For what, babe?"

"For… for not giving up on me," she blushed and he could feel the heat spread across his chest.

"I could never and would never give up on you, Jordan," he told her and then kissed the top of her head.

She sighed, "Thanks, Alex, you're so patient with me."

He laughed silently making her insides buzz, and then he leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips.

Once they broke apart the fell silent and fell asleep in each other's arms.

A/N: The end :)