Bare My Soul And Burn My Name

But for now, the scientist let the matter drop. His grey eyes narrowed for just a moment; then he shrugged and performed a little trick with his Red9, spinning it around his finger.

"Of course I can handle it," he replied with a confident grin.

"Fine... then I’ll follow you. After you," Luis continued, making a sweeping gesture before resting his free hand on the bag he was carrying. Inside were all the documents and stolen data he had come here to retrieve.

"Believe me. I wish we didn't have to. I was able to take out some of them while searching for you. Let's just hope there aren't too many more of them left." He was on guard, eyes darting around, focused on their surroundings as well as Luis. This place seemed way too wrong to him. He didn't know what it was, but even the enemies just seemed...off. It could be that it was a creepy-looking small village straight out of a horror movie. With that thought, he was able to shake the feeling away for a little longer.

While thankfully her place of residence wasn't that far from work, keeping a bit of separation between her work place and the ever shifting routes Grace took to get home would make it take more time. Along with avoiding to make a pattern anyone could pick up on.

It's what she has to do; to ensure her own safety.

What thoughts Grace had running in her head was stopped the moment the dog ran up to her. There was recognition in the little guy's eyes as he practically jumped for joy. Unfortunately, she didn't remember his name.

She started petting the dog as his owner came running up to her; also recognizing the young woman. Her body flinched in surprise as he came closer. While she did have issues putting faces to names, this was one that no one could forget; with the massive scar over one eye.

"Hey," Piers said back with a lopsided smile. "It's been a while. How've you been?"

He's not dead, though. And that should have been enough to stop the way Chris' throat tightened, but it wasn't.

"It's alright," he said softly. Finally he brought down to give a gentle, reassuring squeeze to Piers' arm. One way or another Chris would find out what had happened and there would be hell to pay for whoever had made the decision to do… whatever it was they'd been doing. For the moment though, Chris just needed to think about the fact that Piers was here and he had to get him out.

i thought i told you to stay back.

i love you too much to let you get hurt like this.

this affects me, too, you know.

every time you leave, i sit up all night waiting, praying you'll come back alive.

you keep pulling stunts like this and something bad will happen.

do you have a death wish or something?

this isn't fair to me.

i deserve better than this.

i didn't get any sleep last night because i was so worried about you.

you promised me you'd stop going out at night.

i don't like hearing this.

you've been risking your life, and for what? so you can feel like a goddamn hero?

i said i would handle it.

what the fuck are you doing here?

you told me you'd stay put.

so much for laying low.

you remember how bad it was last time.

seems like you haven't learned anything.

i believe you promised me you'd lay low.

i can't keep doing this.

don't give me that look.

we'll discuss this later.

this stops now.

i'm tired of picking up the pieces once you've left.

you keep throwing yourself into danger.

you don't give a shit about yourself, do you?

i'm sitting here, worried out of my mind, while you're out doing god knows what.

that was really stupid of you, and you know it.

i thought you knew better than this.

what's your excuse this time?

you do realize what this does to me, right? seeing you get hurt like this? you know it hurts me, too?

you really don't give a shit how this affects me, huh.

that was the dumbest possible thing you could have done.

i need you to stop throwing yourself into harm's way.

that was completely unnecessary.

they had it handled.

you didn't need to step in like that.

why do you think you're invincible?

the last time you pulled a stunt like this, it nearly got you killed.

i can't just sit here and watch you get hurt.

what are you trying to prove?

you just like fucking with my heart, don't you.

this shit hurts me, too, you know.

you're not the only one affected by this shit.

you've got a lot of people counting on you to come home every night.

what happens if you don't come back?

you think we can just carry on without you?

you think i can handle things if you end up dead?

i'm not sticking around to watch you get hurt.

you're not even slick.

you think you're invincible, don't you.

quit pretending you've got everything under control.

let someone else do it for a change.

you can't keep putting yourself through shit like this and expect me to just sit back and watch.

i'm done with this.

next time you do this, i'm not coming back.

promise me this is the end.

look me in the eyes and tell me you'll stop doing this.

let the authorities deal with it.

you're making a big mistake.

is it worth dying for?

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