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As far as that crash went, shoulder injuries were minor. It could’ve been much worse.

“Well…I guess we need to see what’s nearby,” he said, still gingerly touching his head. Whatever Podunk town they were in had to have some dinky motel they could sleep in until the storm had passed and the car was fixed. He knew a hospital visit would be in their future, unfortunately. People might stare if he didn’t.

David watched Emma expertly maneuver herself out of the car despite her shoulder, the car door too jammed to allow her any chance to get out the old-fashioned way. While David wanted to get out and help, his head was telling him to do otherwise. So he stayed in the driver’s seat, gathering what bags he could from the back and placing an old blanket overtop them to keep them concealed. They were too big to pass through the crack in the window Emma made, and he wasn’t sure the other windows were fully operational with the conditions they dealt with.

The act of moving made his head throb, but he did his best to ignore it.

“That bad, huh?” he asked. She had a point though. Fucking October blizzards were going to be the death of him, apparently. And what a shitty day for the weather to decide it was going to throw a snowy tantrum. He sighed, deciding it was time to risk the effort and get out of the car. David didn’t look nearly as graceful as he thought Emma had looked, but seeing as he was bigger than her and he was dealing with an ever-growing headache, maybe he could let the embarrassment slide this time.

“I don’t like it either.” Small towns hadn’t been his favorite for some time now. He pulled his phone out of his pocket to check the charge. “No, but it’s at fifty percent,” he said, handing Emma the cell. David wasn’t in the mood to deal with social graces and loud talking. His eyes couldn’t help but scan her shoulder to see how she was handling it, but Emma was tough. Mentally and physically, that girl was tough. She had to be to hang around his sorry ass.

David pulled his jacket tighter around him. “See anything good we could go to?” He hadn’t been paying that much attention to what was outside. Obviously. And he was trying to hold off on going to the hospital. Obviously.

“Okay,” Emma said picking up the phone from him, “okay,” she repeated, glancing around the snow before shoving the phone into her jacket. If the snowfall kept getting worse, ruining their one phone by snowflakes wasn’t going to help them. And waiting in a car with a cracked windshield and deployed airbags wasn't going to do them much good on the warmth factor. She tried not to focus on the blood going down David’s cheek. “we can’t stay here,” she said and looked around, “I think I saw a place back there,” she said motioning the direction they came in, “but I’m not sure what it was.”

That was better than nothing.

“We should head there and then call,” she said, “then get the car taken care of.” She looked back at him. This was the problem with being with a more senior hunter with a death wish. Emma knew she was good, very good, and that she had been trained in ways she hadn’t understood. But for sheer man-hours stalking vampires, David had her beat. So he was the senior hunter. In their unspoken set of rules, she had to defer to him. Which would be a lot easier if he wasn’t constantly showing how little he cared about his own life.

He cared about hers though.

That--that was frighteningly clear. Terrifyingly so. Watching him throw himself into danger was bad. Watching him throw himself in between her and danger was way worse. Usually. At the moment if the value he placed on her life was going to get him away from the car and somewhere where they could both get checked out, well, she was going to use it. And only feel mildly bad about it. Grabbing the essentials, she looked back over her shoulder at him and nodded towards the building they had seen earlier. Fortunately it was still within view. Which was great, until she saw the sign outside.

“Well,” she said, her voice strangled, “it’s kind of fitting. You know, considering its almost halloween.”

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“I’m driving,” he’d said to her. It was not a question. There were no ifs, ands, or buts. His cast was off, and it was time he got back behind the steering wheel.

The passenger’s seat just wasn’t for him. It gave him time to think. Time to think about the trinket he’d taken with him from the hellhole he never wanted to see again. The fact that she was even in the car with him was a testament to how much he trusted her and cared about her, but there were still times when old habits died hard…or not at all, really. They’d put all their feelings out on the table before they left, but he still had Emma at arm’s length. Sometimes he kissed her with an intimacy he hadn’t felt in a long time, and sometimes it was barely a peck. Sometimes he couldn’t get close enough to her, and sometimes he couldn’t be far enough away. The only constant about their relationship were the nightmares he woke in a cold sweat from. The ones where it was her body on the bathroom floor instead of Sarah’s.

The driver’s seat helped him forget some of that. Except when he’d catch his eyes drifting toward her, and he’d see the ring she played with. Then he remembered everything she was already dealing with. He remembered she was taking as much of a risk on him as he was taking on her. This—whatever it was—was new for both of them. He looked ahead of him again and saw he was going slightly over the speed limit. He slowed down.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t in time.

Ice was a tricky thing, especially during a blizzard. Sometimes you just didn’t see that shit coming. The car hit a particularly slick patch, and David felt the control slip from his fingers, even though his knuckles turned white from gripping the wheel so hard. Everything after that happened too fast. He didn’t have a chance to turn and look at Emma before hearing the airbags explode. The only problem was that they only worked if his head whipped forward. It didn’t keep his head from slamming into the window, causing black spots to dance across his vision. The pain was excruciating, but it wasn’t long after that before the world finally stopped spinning.

He tenderly lifted a hand to the left side of his head, wincing when he made contact. He felt the warm trickle of blood across his fingertips. Great. That was a headache that wouldn’t go away for a while. On the bright side, he heard Emma say his name and felt the sharp poke of her finger. That made for one less thing to worry about.

“Sorry,” he groaned. Carefully, he turned his head a little to give her a once over. “Are you hurt?”

“Not badly,” Emma replied, “twisted my shoulder,” she added, knowing David was not going to do anything else until he received every confirmation she could give. She knew he still woke up dreaming about his wife, that he still lived in terror of something happening to another person while they were near him. Privately Emma thought that he was in the wrong line of work, but she knew better than to voice that aloud. It seemed like all the hunters she encountered either were hell bent on revenge or upholding their family name. She wasn’t sure where she fit in yet, but David was definitely in the revenge camp.

She didn’t bother to ask whether or not he was okay. She was quickly learning that David could have been impaled and would still dismiss it as a flesh wound. Fortunately whatever was up with her shoulder just made her move her neck slowly. Her eyes widened and then narrowed at the blood that streaked the side of his face. There was blood on the window as well. He’d banged his head hard. How hard, she had no idea. But hard enough that she knew it was probably worth it to figure out what the nearest hospital was. First things first though. She reached down and thumbed the catch on her seatbelt. It made her shoulder ache but everything held. Though she tried to open the door, after a brief struggle she realized between the snow and the collision, nothing was happening on that front.

Rolling down the window, she eased herself between the seat and the airbag and then out the window, landing easily on her feet. That was--it was best not to dwell on that. On the fact that everything her father had done with her, all the things she’d thought were just games, those were anything but. Her balance, her speed, even her basic fighting abilities were leagues ahead of where they should have been considering how long she’d known about the supernatural. And that was all because of her father. Swallowing back an unexpected wave of what she hoped was just bitterness, Emma moved towards the hood of the car and winced at the sight of it. She had been in a car wreck before. Recently, when a vampire had jumped out into the road and she had slammed into a tree. She’d almost bled out in the car, if not for a passing witch slash nurse she probably would have.

“We’re not driving out of this one,” she said looking at the metal. Basic repairs she could do. Anything like this though was going to require more than a patch job, “fucking October blizzards,” she muttered, “I hate this town already,” putting her hands on her hips she looked at David, “so, any chance your phone was plugged in?”

Emma ignored the landscape that rolled by outside her window.

Her eyes were on the gold band she was rolling between her fingers, something she hadn’t done since her father disappeared. No, she mentally corrected. Since he was murdered. The word rolled around in her head. When her father had been alive, she had largely been left to her own devices. She had gotten into all sorts of reckless trouble, never realizing why he was always gone. Or why he never got upset when she played too rough with the other kids. She had thought that her days of being stupid and reckless were behind her when Liam had started helping her string everything together. Apparently she was wrong.

Her fingers closed into a fist around the ring as she saw the car’s other occupant shift. Of all the souvenirs David Foster could have left Mystic Falls with, she was pretty sure she was the last one he’d considered bringing with him. But when she’d knocked on his door, half expecting him to just be gone, he’d opened it up and handed her his keys. Of course once he’d gotten his cast off he had immediately gotten back into the drivers seat. Which, Emma had a feeling was tied a lot more to the general waves of mistrust that seemed to pour off him at every moment than her own driving abilities. Which were not bad at all. She was actually a good driver by any standard.

Except the one that would have prevented the collision.

It was odd how one moment they were fine, the next the car was sliding and then there was a thud that seemed to echo through her whole body. Emma knew better than to tense, which probably saved her some broken bones. Which was good because she vaguely remembered that they had no idea where they were. There was a terrific bang that made her wonder about one of the guns that were all over the place, a moment before she realized it was just the airbags deploying. When the crash had run its course and the momentum had worn off, she was actually amazed at how white everything managed to be. Then she realized they had managed to find the one place in the middle of nowhere that was having what appeared to be a late October blizzard. Carefully she sat up and gave her head an experimental turn wincing as something in her shoulder pulled.

“David?” she prodded the car’s other occupant, hoping for a response.

#starter

cold-vixen

#pics

thedavidfoster

Demma Star Wars AU: The one where David is Han and Emma is Leia.

“I love you.”

“I know.”

#YOU ARE EVIL #NO #demma

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littleseeker

It’s not Budapest

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thedavidfoster:

David took the knife and kit without saying a word, but not missing the significance behind it. Emma was probably the only one in the organization who would have the courage to make herself so vulnerable to him. She was the only one who trusted him enough to do it. He had no intention of breaking that trust.

“Good idea,” he agreed, imagining blood droplets on a brand new couch. David took the knife and cut her shirt open so he could reach the wound with ease. He took his time sewing it shut, wanting to do the job properly and keep her in as little pain as possible. Considering what they’d just went through, he knew that was almost impossible, but it was what it was. Might as well try.

When he finished, he bit off the string, his fingers ghosting along his handiwork. The feel of her skin against his fingertips sent such a jolt through his veins that he snapped his hand back as if her back were on fire. “All finished,” he said, clearing his throat and standing up so he could clean the mess they’d made.

She felt woozy after the blood loss but she’d be damned if she showed it. There were a lot of things that he overrode when it came to training, to having her guard up, Trusting him had been like ripping off a bandaide. You picked and picked at the edge, tensing for the moment when it was going to hurt and then you ripped it off in one swoop. It hurt like hell but there hadn’t been time to pause. One minute she’d been trying to kill him and in the next she’d been sitting in front of the director listening to him rant about her being stubborn. She’d never doubted she made the right choice, though there were moment when she had to question whether or not it had been a choice at all.

She hadn’t believed in the universe caring about her since she was much younger and the choice had been between crippling herself or watching everyone she loved died. She refused to allow herself anything resembling faith after that moment. Even now the hum of the world was a dull thing, barely a sound at all really except that she knew how to focus it. Pushing herself up from the couch she made her way over to the bedroom and found the box where she kept her extra hearing aides. Slipping them in she shook her head slightly and let the sound of the world get turned back up where it belonged.

Coming back into the main room she surveyed David as he meticulously cleaned the room. She kept her apartment messy on purpose. So much of her life was about precision, perfection, she wanted one part of her that got to be like how she really was. But she wasn’t stupid. No-one really came over except for David. Just because she had that one part didn’t mean she wanted everyone to know her weaknesses. Walking over to the fridge she grabbed stuff and dumped it on the island. They both could do with eating something.

“Come on and be messy,” she said, adjusting her voice to suit how she was hearing, “I’m not letting you turn into that maid tornado again.” The last time he’d started cleaning was kind of terrified he was never going to stop. Forget having no dust, she was pretty sure her apartment had no dna evidence of her existence by the time he sat back, “not until you heal anyway,” she added, fighting the urge to pick at the stitches he put in.

thedavidfoster

“I had walls. You broke them.”

-a Demma moodboard [3/?]

#david #SO FUCKING EVIL #DEMMAAA

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#pics #because yaaaas #even though i know what this movie does to gale #and fuck that #but look at how emma-tastic she looks #except slightly less angry #emma in th hunger games would have been like I WILL MURDER THEM ALL

littleseeker

It’s not Budapest

thedavidfoster

David followed Emma back to the apartment, taking a seat on the couch when she grabbed her the medical supplies. He slowly began to remove the articles of clothing and armor on him until he was in only his pants and a long-sleeved shirt. There would be plenty of bruises, and plenty of scrapes, but at least he didn’t think any bones were broken. Or any hearing was lost.

“Check me first, then I’ll do you,” he mumbled, feeling around for wherever his injuries might be. A doctor might have been the more practical choice, but he trusted Emma to fix him up more than he trusted anyone in a white coat.

After feeling around, he concluded his ribs weren’t sore enough to be broken, but his arm had pain shooting outward from a spot near his shoulder, and there was definitely some damage done to his knee and abdomen. “How bad are yours?”

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Practicality had never been something Emma excelled at. In this case though, she was pretty sure she’d been unusually practical given how David and doctors usually went. Not that she could blame him. Sh wasn’t really a fan herself. His arm seemed to be the worst of it. It didn’t look broken but she knew if it wasn’t better soon he was going to need x-rays. None of her injuries mattered except for the one that was bleeding. Sighing she fished out a few of the suture kits and got to her feet, dragging a chair over and straddling it.

“This is why I didn’t get a white couch,” she said matter of factly tossing the hearing aide onto the table, “also you might have to cut this off me,” she added.

Some people, like her boss, would definitely have questioned her offering her back and a long knife to a man who had tried to kill her. But Emma had no illusions about the angle of their bodies making a difference whether she lived or died. If David wanted her dead she would be.

thedavidfoster

Demma Clintasha AU: The one where David is Black Widow, and Emma is Hawkeye.

“You realize this time last year we were trying to kill each other?” she said, “isn’t that nuts when you think about it?”

#Oh my god #this is amazing #DEMMA!!!

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princessaredhel

“I’m not going anywhere. I’m going to stay right here and cause all kinds of trouble.”

“Me, too.”

#we all know my galeniss love #pics

Yes, because saying we’re the children of the head trauma surgeon and the CEO of Fortune 500 company who have been married for thirty years and still can’t keep their hands off each other carries no intimidation factor. Let’s also tell them our parents have four digit kill counts, their home offices double as armories and our dad spent seven years on a blood soaked revenge quest. But hey, no worries if you break my heart, I’m sure that’s not going to end badly for you at all.

#demma #the demma children

littleseeker

It’s not Budapest

thedavidfoster

David watched the streetlights pass in a blur as they drove on, both the passengers in the back as quiet as the night, or so it seemed him. He strained to listen to the engine, the sound of their breathing. Anything that might help him know if his hearing would return. It all sounded distant though, as if he were listening to the noises through a wall. The ringing had subsided at least, that much he could tell.

He watched Emma’s fingers move in front of her. “I don’t—“ he paused, reflecting on how the words sounded to him. It was getting better, however slowly it happened. “They’ll be fine,” he said, being careful not to shout. David didn’t Emma would see since her eyes were on the road, but he also signed his response nonetheless.

The drive seemed to take longer than it actually was, but thankfully, they made it to headquarters unscathed. Once Emma had parked, he opened the door to see that the hostage was just waking from his slumber. David stood back so he could stumble out, legs still wobbly. When their other team member was out of the car and by the hostage’s side, he waited for Emma so they could take off to their superior together. They’d done the man’s work. As soon as they were done checking back in, David had every intention to get the hell out of there after that atrocious mission.

littleseeker

Glancing between David and the mess that their mission had turned into, Emma turned around and grabbed the door handle, opening it up again and giving him nod back towards the seat. All they were going to do was observe and then sew and she had the supplies for both of those things back home. Hospitals weren’t exactly David’s favorite place and ever since she’d woken up with a doctor holding a notepad so she could understand what he was saying, well, they weren’t hers either. Dropping back into the seat she started the car and drove off.

Pulling into the garage she stepped out and lead them over to the elevator. Usually she made a point to take the stairs but the numbness in her fingertips was making her think that was not exactly the best idea. And David may have been strong but she wasn’t going to make him carry her up the stairs. She was silent all the way up to the apartment and then made her way over to the door, pressing her fingers to the hidden fingerprint scanner as she slid the key into the very ordinary lock. Holding it open for him she spun the lock behind her. Dropping her bow she made her way over to the medicine bag and mentally gave herself a high five for thinking about putting all the medical supplies in a rolling duffel.

Coming back over to David she dropped onto the couch and looked over at David.

“So, do you wanna go first? Or should I?” she asked.

divergent-district2

#pics #since clintau

littleseeker

It’s not Budapest

thedavidfoster

David kept his expression stoic, but he wasn’t entirely sure he believed her. He was used to having to read people. It was another part of his job. He followed her, stepping over any bodies in his way. He waited for the last teammate to wake up, looking more disoriented than he felt moments ago. Once he was standing, their eyes met and he could feel the judgment coming from them. His own eyes narrowed. He was used to it ever since joining. A part of him didn’t blame them for looking at him funny every time they were forced to trust him, but a much louder part of him wanted to make sure they didn’t look at him like that ever again.

None of it mattered now though. They just needed to get out, so he and Emma followed the man, eyes open for any possible threats. They made it to back to the doors without a hitch, thankfully, and David once again surveyed the area when they were in the warm outside air. His body was stiff even as they approached their vehicles, always aware of what could pop out from behind a dumpster or building corner. Without the sun to help show them anyone trying to get in the way, it could be a lot tougher until they reached headquarters.

I assume you’re driving? He asked Emma, already heading for the passenger’s side. They never could agree on who would get to be behind the wheel, but David didn’t want to argue tonight. He just wanted to get the hell out of dodge. The ringing in his ears persisted as he shoved his person in the backseat, much to his dismay. He really did hope this was only temporary. David closed the door and entered the passenger’s side, making sure their teammate was also in the back. The others had their own car, and he wasn’t too worried about going back and to make sure they were okay. Their first priority was getting the hostage to safety, even if there was only three of them left instead of the much larger number it was before. Let’s get out of here before something else ruins our day.

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Emma opened her mouth to point out that maybe having the person who was actually close to deaf driving was not the best idea, but then clamped it shut when she saw how the other three were looking. One was out, one was disoriented and one was turning his head sharply to try and compensate for hearing loss. Reaching into the pocket on her uniform neck she sighed when she felt the hearing aide and adjusted the volume quickly before putting it in her ear. David got in the passenger side and Emma gave a mental cheer of relief that she didn’t have to force the issue. Putting the car into gear she pulled onto the road and floored it, putting as much distance as she could between them and the building.

The roads were high and narrow but Emma navigated them without much difficulty, glad that they were more or less empty. Keeping both hands on the wheel she glanced over at him. He was alert but Emma couldn’t tell if his ears were working or not. If she got him crippled--flexing her fingers around the wheel she pressed the gas firmer, pushing more speed out of the car. She was not a fan of medical, he wasn’t either but that was better than being injured forever. If his hearing wasn’t back by the time they got there she was going to drag him it it came to that. Mentally she prayed that it wasn’t going to come to that.

Down shifting she took them around the curve and then down a long flat stretch of road. Shifting her hand to the center of the wheel she moved her hand. How are your ears? she signed to him.

#YEAH THATS FINE BECAUSE YOU JUST HAD TO BUST OUT THE BLUE JACKET #WHICH MEANS IM NOT LOOKING AT HIS MOUTH #LIKE JFC #ALSO THIS IS SHORTER BUT I FIGURE THEY'LL BE HURT/COMFORT SOON AND IT WILL BE LONGER.

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littleseeker

It’s not Budapest

thedavidfoster

He would give her that one. At least he could fix the headache later though, so that was a plus. David couldn’t help but smirk at her answer. Maybe they won’t ask us to join them for more reindeer games. Not that they were ever that lucky, but one could hope. He put his gun away as he followed Emma, constantly looking around now that he couldn’t listen for footsteps. He wasn’t used to being without something so essential, but he was also quick to adapt. He could handle it.

David watched Emma carefully attend to their goal, noticing how his chest faintly moved up and down. He looked at his two choices, not really caring which one he took. Not that Emma couldn’t handle her own, but he decided to take the larger of the two, seeing as she was small in stature. He pointed to his intended man—their teammate lying on the floor—already moving to pick him up.

That was when he saw Emma stumble. He wasn’t sure if it was over exertion from their previous fights or what, but he didn’t like it one bit. Despite the quick smile of reassurance she gave him, his hand grasped her shoulder. What’s wrong? Everything had been going so smoothly that he should’ve known something was bound to go wrong by the time they were close to completing this godforsaken assignment. David hesitantly picked up his man, eyes constantly on Emma. Knowing something was wrong made his usually together composure crack only a little. Once the body was draped around his shoulders, he looked around. Think you can make it?

littleseeker

His hand wrapped around her shoulder and Emma bit the inside of her cheek. She should have known he would see that. A lifetime of being the smallest person a team, the one who everyone expected to get hurt came rushing back to her but she stuffed it aside. I’m fine, she signed to him, probably got hit somewhere. Good thing the suit’s tight. It wasn’t a legitimate kind of armor, but in a pinch the tight fabric could help keep bones in place and put pressure on cuts. Unfortunately it also covered everything else but Emma knew she’d feel a lot worse if she was bleeding out. She gave him an apologetic look as he slung the guy over his shoulders, very aware of his gaze on her. Of course I can make it, she told him, stepping over one of the bodies.

She wanted to tell him they were almost out of there but she sure as hell wasn’t going to jinx it. Instead she made her way over to their last team member and nudged him awake with her boot. Whatever the noise grenade was, he was able to wake up and looked at her bleerily. Emma jerked her head towards the door, motioning for silence from him. he nodded and pushed himself up, his eyes sweepng over them. Emma glared at him as his eyes lingered on David, knowing the priority was getting out of there but wanting nothing more than to point out she was the one who knocked him out.

For once he seemed to get the message and turned, leading them back out the way they came. Putting herself closer to David they made their way towards the ground floor. In spite of everything Emma was a bit undeniably happy that everything hadn’t gone quite as much to shit as she’d been concerned it would. Still she would be glad when this mission was done. Breathing in the fresh air as they broke through the doors, she looked around and was surprised to see the sun was low in the sky. She hadn’t realized so much time had passed.

littleseeker

It’s not Budapest

thedavidfoster

He was pissed at himself for not seeing the threat ahead of time. It had been his job for years to be efficient. To not hesitate, to do, do, do. His mistake could’ve got him or Emma killed. It was a mistake that wouldn’t be repeated again. He tried to keep his emotions in check and gather himself while Emma finished off the men in this room, and the next, the pressure lessening after she’d kicked the device away. They still had a mission to finish, and he wouldn’t be the reason they lost any more time.

David looked up when the work was finished just in time to see Emma’s lips moving, her hands showing him that she wasn’t a threat. The faint ringing in his ears kept him from hearing what she said. It looked like his name, but he couldn’t be sure. Still me, he signed, his fingers moving quickly. Turned out the only side effect was temporary deafness, or so it seemed. It could’ve been much worse. Is this what it’s always like for you?

He shook his head, attempting to rid himself of the ringing. Thanks for the save, he continued to sign, knowing there was no way in hell he would even be able to hear himself talk. David gave her a quick nod, wondering what might have happened had it been anyone other than Emma with him. If he had to have a teammate, he was glad it was someone competent. He waved toward the door they needed to go through, knowing there was still someone to save. Think he’ll forgive us, he asked, noticing their fallen team member on the ground before he turned a corner.

littleseeker

Emma hadn’t realized she was holding her breath until it left her lungs in a rush when he signed that it was still him. She tried not to let it show too much though as she gave him a nod of acknowledgement. From the way his eyes were moving and his fingers signed she knew his ears were out of commission. Hopefully only temporarily. They kept moving. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him lift his hands and sign, his face remaining more or less impassive. Sort of, she signed back, I probably have less of a headache though. Together they made their way to the room where their team member was. Emma smiled wickedly at his question. Let’s hope not, she signed back, shouldering her weapon as they breached the door.

Emma walked over to the man sitting tied to the chair. He was out, but a press of her fingers to his neck confirmed he was breathing. Apparently the weapon they’d aimed at David was more powerful than she thought. Emma was thankful she’d been able to get it away from him and that he’d let her do it. The last thing they needed was either of them going to pieces during this. She looked at him and then at the guy unconscious in the chair. So which one do you wanna carry? she signed to him. It was either that or go and get the others. Bending down she checked underneath the chair for any kind of weapon.

She must have stood up wrong. That or she had just been carrying herself right the whole time. The world lurched nauseatingly and thankfully there was no bomb on the chair because that’s where she grabbed to steady herself. Maybe her balance was compromised for more than just her hearing aide. Shaking her head to clear it--which was a huge mistake--she looked around for any sign of another goon before locking eyes with David. Looks like you’re carrying this one, she told him flexing her fingers to make sure she wasn’t going to be completely useless. Satisfied with her reaction she gave him a quick smile, nodding towards the door. They needed to get out of there before he had to carry anyone else--namely her.

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