"I'm ready to go, through the fire , to the limit, to the wall for a chance to be with you I'd gladly risk it all"-Chaka Khan
She and John were working out what they had together, it was still a little shaky, but they were slowly moving forward. But with John it was sometimes two steps forward and 100 steps back. Whenever anything bad happened to her and he felt responsible he would disappear and cut off contact with her. Then she had to go find him and drag him back kicking and screaming. As she waited for the elevator in the lobby of John's apartment her thought drifted to the events that led up to her being here.
Five weeks ago some guy named Hersh had kidnapped her on behalf of some organization named Control, to lure out John, Sam and Harold. When her assailants finally removed the bag from her head she found herself in an abandoned warehouse with her arms tied behind her back. Unfortunately for Hersh, he left her with two bodyguards who didn't look like they had much experience in how to detain a hostage.
She watched them play a game of cards with their backs to her. Wrong move. They must have thought that just because she was short and a woman, she wasn't going to be much of a threat to them. As a former officer in the Army she remembered her training, but also when you make a living taking down criminals who were mainly men who were taller and heavier than you, it was common sense to pick up a few hobbies to protect yourself, her hobby just so happened to be Krav Maga.
Long story short she ended up with a bust lip and nose and her two captives ended up in the hospital with broken arms and concussions. But of course John took one look her face and after figuring out why she was abducted cut ties with her saying it was too dangerous for them to be together.
She sighed as she got onto the elevator. She understood his nervousness to pursue anything with her given his past and the fact that he was still healing from his guilt over Jessica. What she didn't understand was why he didn't understand that she was always going to be there for him no matter what.
As the elevator stopped on his floor she made her way down the hallway.
She was here for him to be his comrade, his friend and his lover. They could make it work, she knew that what life was going to throw at them was going to be hard, but loving him the way she did was the easy and effortless part.
That's why she was here at two in the morning, to let him know that she'd walk through fire just to be with him. She had to let him know that she needed and wanted him in her life. That she was ready to fight and risk it all for what they shared. She wasn't ready to give up and say goodbye. Not now, not ever.