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Alex has felt the pain of knife wounds before but this one was different. It was a seeping, burning, pain that she hadn't experienced before. She knew if she hadn't jumped it would have caused more damage so she was proud of herself. But that didn't stop the flood of new feelings. She felt herself slipping in and out of consciousness within minutes of being hit, her leg was numb, it almost felt like a;

Poison.

"Poison" Alex says meekly, she was going farther into sleep, her body telling her to just let go, the poison was settling in fast, it had only been 15 minutes and she felt like she was dying. Chris was frantically holding her. Chris heard her which only put more worry and emotion into his voice.

"Don't let go, I know it hurts, whatever that bastard put on that blade won't kill you, you will make it." Chris tried the comm again,

"Clint how long!"

"An hour, now how bad is it?"

"It has poison on the end and she's slipping"

"Crap, is it deep?"

"By the looks of it no, is there someone that can help her"

"We have three doctors on board"

"Okay"

"Kip, keep her awake"

"Okay, wait someone is here." He shut off his comm and ran towards the shattered window. A helicopter was on the ground. Armored guards came pouring out of the helicopter. 10 of them, against one of him, Kip sat Alex down on a chair and grabbed his batons. He crept out the door and came face to face with a guard. Chris stabbed him in the throat and continued. The second guard he came from behind and snapped his neck. The third and fourth guard went down easily. The fifth he threw a baton at and ended. The sixth punched Chris in the face, Chris stabbed him in return. Three more guards went down. The last one was in the office.

Chris bolted up the stairs to find the dead soldier and Alex who was shivering with her cross bow in her hand. She put her hand back into her lap and rested her head on the wall. Chris felt for a temperature, she was burning hot, but at least she was alive. He checked his watch. 45 minutes until the extraction team would be here. Alex was still shivering on the chair. Chris went through the house finding anything that could help. He gathered a blanket and a bottle of water and returned to Alex. He took her first aid kit and told Alex,

"I'm going to clean it okay" she weakly nodded and Chris got to work. He poured Alcohol on the gauze and quickly rubbed out the wound. Alex gritted her teeth and set her jaw to avoid the pain. It was deeper than he thought, but it wasn't bleeding to badly so at least that was a good thing. When he was satisfied with how he wrapped it he put the blanket on Alex. He then took the water bottle and poured the water into her mouth carefully. Then they waited, half an hour until the extraction team. He turned on his comms.

"Clint is there anything I can do right now?"

"Uh…." Chris could tell that Clint was thinking hard on the other side of the line.

"Kip, is there an antidote in the building." Clint finished.

This got Chris thinking, without answering he rushed back into the office and searched. He found a briefcase under the desk and excitedly opened it. Nothing. He searched papers, and drawers, and even they dead man's pockets. Nothing, he went through the rest of the house quickly. When he made it back to the office he took the knife that stabbed her and threw it at the wall. It hit the wall and the stone, moved… it uncovered a small cubby. Chris raced towards the cubby and reached inside. He found a small box. It was a safe with a fingerprint scanner. Chris nearly tripped on the dead body and slammed the cold finger onto the pad. It lit green and the box opened. Inside was a small vile with a note that read:

In case you every stab yourself

That was all Chris needed. In seconds he was on the comm

"Clint I got an antidote"

"Great, the team should be here in a few minutes, get her ready for transport."

"Okay" with that he took the blanket and wrapped it under the unconscious Alex, he checked her breathing, it was faltering but still there, that was good. He heard the familiar sound of the helicopter and ran outside. He raced into the helicopter forcing the antidote into a poor nurse's hands. He laid Alex carefully onto the ground. The nurse gave the antidote to the doctor who wasted no time sticking it into a needle and into her arm. Chris took Alex's pulse,

Boom,

Wait a few seconds,

Boom,

Wait a few more seconds,

Boom, Boom,

It was working,

Boom, Boom,

Chris smiled,

Boom,

It wasn't working,

Chris's smile faded and he sat in the corner hoping his partner would be okay.

They had landed back in Colorado three hours ago. Alex was in stable condition; Chris had not left her side from when they landed. She was breathing softly, passed out from the drugs. The knife wound was wrapped up but no one knew what the poison had done to her leg. Clint came in an hour ago to check on her and give him a plate of food. He hadn't touched it. He wondered why he worried so much; they had only known each other for a few months. She was going to make it, why stay here. His consciousness answered the question 'because you love her Chris' he contemplated this thought. He hadn't loved anyone since- he touched the scar only he knew of on his stomach- he loved so easily. And every time they left him. Chris looked down at Alex, would she leave him if he told her. His mind said yes, but his gut said she was different.

He decided to trust his gut.

He whispered "I know I've only known you for a few months, but from the moment I laid my eyes in you I knew that, that, well Alex, I love you."

Not only had Alex heard that, she felt the same way.

You probably all saw that coming woops, well…

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