(Ok I decided to put a big twist in this story so haha! You no see it coming im such a bitch.)

After he was pushed the dogs suddenly stopped. Christophe looked dead, but he was breathing. Gregory shot each in the face, revenge for his lover. The blonde quickly ran over to him and kneeled down.

"Christophe, Don't give up on me. I-I'm gonna help you."

No sound came from his bloody mouth. Gregory held the tears in and started to nurse him.

"I'll make you feel better. Your gonna be back to normal."

Only more blood poured from his wounded body. Then his heart felt as if it stopped. The Brit felt his hand lose its grip on his.

"No. You can't be dead. Chris, you're not dead… You can't be. I need you."

Gregory hugged his body tightly and laid his cross necklace on the brunette's body only causing the tears to break away. He had never removed that necklace. Not once.

"I'm so sorry."

It had been 2 years since Gregory had seen his brunette. Christophe belonged to him. No one else. And that fuck took him away. He didn't want a new partner. It didn't bother him to work alone. He thought he deserved it.

The Brit's next mission was in Bolivia.

Peru. Christophe's favorite spot to kill bastards. The only place the brunette seemed to enjoy. The blonde had to go alone. But in the middle of the mission, as he was scalping a man that dared him to attack, he saw a certain Raven. And a certain brunette.

He got up leaving the man bleeding to death and saw a blue chullo. Craig Tucker. The one person he'd rather not run into. The raven giggled evilly at him.

"Gregory. It's been awhile."

"It has."

"Why are you here anyway? You've raided this place more times than that partner of yours can count."

"You watch your mouth or I'll make your brains wallpaper"

"Have you seem a piece of this by any chance"

The raven held up a black piece of rock. Or whatever it was made of. The sword fragment. The mercenaries had been looking for it for years. When they were younger, they were determined to find all 3 pieces.

"Pretend I don't know what you're talking about"

"So you haven't. Christophe said you were sloppy."

Gregory was confused.

"Christophe? Chris is dead!"

"Yeah sure, whatever."

" Explain to me who your new partner is that is hiding in the shadows over there" The brit motioned his head to the dark figure over in the corner.

"No one you care about. Anyway, we must be off. I hope your not willing to keep looking for this. Because I know where the last piece is."

The blonde grabbed Craig by the collar of his shirt.

"Where is that sword fragment, Tucker?"

"I'll give you a hint. Plane crash"

He smirked, pulled away, and motioned for his partner that it was time to go. They walked out the entrance of the Building.

Gregory just wished he knew who that mysterious person was. It gave him a bad feeling.

"Who the fuck was that with Craig?"

(Do you know who it was? If you guess me gives you a cookie 3 )