Dib stopped when he reached the ground floor and sat on the bottom step heavily, panting. He ran a shaking hand through his dark hair, brushing it back from his face. The alien was nowhere in sight but he didn't doubt it was near. Why would the alien kill those undercover agents? To protect him? Impossible. Or was it? He did save the alien's life, after all, and the alien has saved his as well so it's not as if they're uneven.
No time to think of such now, he needs to get moving before clean-up detail arrives. Daylight will soon be gnawing away the dark and it would be better not to be seen. Heaving to his feet, or foot more so, he began hobbling towards a back door. Something whispered past him in the dark but he ignored it, focused on keeping upright.
Dib stumbled once and something pressed itself into his side, startling him. A slim arm snaked around his waist as a small shoulder pushed into his underarm, encouraging his weight onto the being. He allowed himself to be led with the support unquestioningly.
When they reached the door Dib pushed it open easily on rusted hinges. He reached to pull the hood of the sweater over his head with slight remorse for his trenchcoat abandoned upstairs. In the pollution of city light he looked down at his leg and sighed softly. Instead of the horrific protrusion of bone he'd anticipated, a small piece of shaved rebar stuck from below his knee at an odd angle. He looked to his companion, expecting the alien, but what seemed to be a small female was at his side instead. Slender and dark-haired, with pale white skin she almost glowed in the faint moonlight. Could it be..? He didn't dwell, moving on and she helped him silently.
The pair haphazardly traveled away from the abandoned building, keeping to the backstreet behind the buildings. They had to stop a few times for rests, Dib feeling the strain of his recent physical mishaps. He most certainly had some fractured ribs, lighting fire under his lungs with every breath of freezing night air. He glanced up at the sky as daylight was starting to overtake the dirty yellow streetlight. The girl drew them to a stop near the corner of an awakening street and looked up at him. He looked back and saw just a faint glimmer of red behind her beautiful green eyes. His stomach twinged uneasily. She glanced around, then grabbed him by the throat and pushed him against the wall. His hands lifted to defend but something sharp stabbed into his neck and he felt weightless, sliding down the wall as the world spun away to black.