"Mayday! Mayday!" Rude yelled into the headset. "Chopper One, going down!"
"Aw, fuck," Reno cried. "Triss is gonna kill me!"
Beep. Beep. Hiss.
"Triss."
Beep. Beep. Hiss.
"Triss, honey."
Beep. Beep. Hiss.
"Triss!"
"Mmm?" She sat up on the couch and blinked.
He chuckled. "C'mere, darlin'."
Beep. Beep. Hiss.
She smiled sleepily at the redhead and stumbled over to the bed.
"Hey, you," she said softly.
"Hey," he grinned. "C'mere, yo." He gently pulled her wrists.
Beep. Beep. Hiss.
"But-"
"No, buts. C'mere," he insisted and pulled her on to the bed beside him.
Beep. Beep. Hiss.
She sighed and carefully laid down next to him.
Beep. Beep. Hiss.
"Some third date, huh?" he asked as she gently rested her head on his uninjured shoulder.
"This doesn't count as a date," she giggled.
"Then what is it?"
Beep. Beep. Hiss.
"Not a date."
Beep. Beep. Hiss.
"I don't go on dates in hospitals."
Beep. Beep. Hiss.
Beep. Beep. Hiss.
"You scared me," she whispered.
"I'm sorry, yo," he murmured and held her as tightly as he could, ignoring the pain. Because she was worth it. And, job be damned, one of these days, he was gonna do something right.
Beep. Beep. Hiss.