okay so before anyone says anything about the vodka or they're confused, i'm part russian so when we get hurt, my grandma pulls out the grey goose and not alcohol swabs :p anyways, thank you so so much for the reviews :)

During the next two weeks, Alena and Seth drifted. They rarely spoke or did anything together, and it killed her. She didn't even share his room anymore, she moved all her stuff to Roman's room. Her and Roman discussed how to bring down Barbie every night. It was hell having to stay away from him, not being able to kiss him or touch him. She reminded herself she was doing this to keep him safe, probably the only thing that kept her going.
Seth missed her too, all he wanted to do was hold her and kiss her. He missed seeing her laugh and smile. He noticed how close her and Roman got, and it did make him jealous. He went to Barbie for comfort and he couldn't deny that he was starting to like her again.
"We're going out, Alena. Wanna come?" Roman asked, pulling out his Shield attire, and placing a gun on the stack of clothes.
She nodded and grabbed the gun, aiming it at the wall.
"What are you doing?" Roman asked.
"Practicing how I'm going to shoot Barbie." She joked, tossing the gun back on the bed.
He laughed and shook his head.
"You're too much sometimes."
"You love it." She smiled.
"I do." He smiled back, grabbing her hips and pulling her closer, giving her a kiss.
They pulled away when they heard someone clearing their throat. She looked at Seth who was standing at the doorway, her cheeks turning red.
"You guys ready?" He asked.
Roman shook his head no.
"We will be, give us five minutes." He said, closing the door.
"That was so awkward!" Alena said, covering her face with her hands. Roman laughed and shook his head.
"You should wear all black too." Roman said, changing his clothes.
She nodded and went through the drawer, grabbing a pair of black skinny jeans and a black v-neck. She changed into them and slipped on her black vans, looking at Roman who was now waiting for her.
"Ready." She smiled and he tossed her a gun, slipping his into the waistband of his pants.
She shrugged and did the same with hers, putting it in the back of her pants.
He wrapped an arm around her waist as they walked out, finding Seth and Dean sitting on the couch.
They got up and followed Alena and Roman out of the door, getting into the car.

They pulled into the parking lot, getting out. It was dark so Roman held her hand, walking towards the back door of the building.
"We're going to look for someone we have to take down, are you staying watch out or are you coming?" Roman asked.
"I'll come." She said quietly, following them into the building. She tightly held Roman's hand, her free hand on her gun.
After what felt like hours of walking and sneaking, they were peeking into a room, staring at the man who was going through folders.
Seth and Roman kicked the door completely open and ran in, Alena and Dean following them. They pointed their guns at the man and Alena grabbed hers, pulling back the slide to load a bullet. It got stuck and she nervously looked at the boys. By that time, the man at the desk grabbed his gun and pointed it at her, firing.
Seth reacted quickly and jumped in front of her, pushing her out of the way. The bullet hit his arm and he fell down holding it, groaning in pain. Roman shot the man multiple times, cursing and running over to Seth.
"We'll look at it later, we have to get out of here." He threw Seth over his shoulder and Alena started crying, holding Seth's hand as they walked out. This man who loves her, who she has to ignore, just took a bullet for her. She got into the back seat and Roman laid Seth down, placing his head on her lap.
He got into the drivers seat while Dean sat in the passengers seat and he pulled out of the parking lot.
"Seth, how are you?" He asked.
Alena put her hand on his head and gently ran her fingers through his hair, looking at him.
"I'm fine." He looked into Alena's eyes before whispering 'I love you.'
She nodded and wiped a tear. All she wanted to do was tell him the same.

Once they got home, Dean grabbed a bunch of towels, bandages, and ointments, taking them to Seth's room. Alena followed him and sat down on the edge of the bed. Roman carried Seth back in and laid him down on the towel Dean placed on the bed.
Dean grabbed scissors and cut up Seth's shirt, helping him take it off.
"Fuck! Be gentle, Dean!" Seth cursed, holding his arm.
Alena frowned. Seeing him in so much pain all because of her hurt her. She watched Dean grab a towel soaked in vodka, about to clean the wound.
She quickly took it from him and he gave her a confused look.
"I want to do it." She looked at Dean and he nodded, moving so that she could sit next to Seth on the bed.
She gently pressed the towel to the wound, biting her lip when Seth winced. She carefully cleaned it and ran her free hand up and down his chest to calm him down. He relaxed and she grabbed the ointment and applied a generous amount, before wrapping it up.
"Feel better?" She asked. He nodded and she smiled, leaning down to hug him. Roman and Dean left the room, leaving the two alone.
She got up and was about to leave the room until she heard Seth call her name.
"What?" She asked, turning around.
"One more night, please." He whispered.
She wanted to say no, she wanted to walk away, but how could she after what he just did for her? She nodded and locked the door, before getting into bed. She slipped off her jeans and threw them on the floor, smiling at him. She straddled him, being careful not to hurt his arm. She placed a pillow under his hurt arm, kissing the bandage before bringing her lips to his, giving him a slow kiss. She sat up a little, unbuttoning his pants and slipping them down his legs a little, before going back to her position. She rubbed herself up and down his hard length, putting her hands on either side of his head and kissing him. She broke the kiss, slipping off her underwear and pulling his boxers down.
She wanted to get this over as quickly as possible because it killed her knowing this is probably the last time, ever. She positioned him at her entrance and slowly sank down, moaning his name.
He wrapped his free arm around her waist, pulling her closer until their faces were inches apart.
She moved at a slow pace, her lips brushing against his.
"You're all that I want." He said quietly.
This was killing her. Having to do this and pretty much never speak to him again.
"Seth, don't talk." She whispered, feeling her eyes watering.
"I love yo-" She cut him off by pressing their lips together.

"Look what we have here." He laughed, staring at the video monitor.
"I fucking told her to stay away." She said, running her fingers through her long blonde curls.
"She's not the only one who can blackmail." He said, grabbing the tape from inside the monitor.
"I'm going to give her hell." She smirked.
"Now, let's watch them." He laughed and she rolled her eyes, turning to face the screen.