#gunnar

Raven knew exactly what had happened, knew exactly why it happened, knew how he could have prevented it. He had just moved a second too slow.

Damn he was getting old.

He hissed as he looked down at the large piece of glass sticking out of his hip. The bomb had been strapped to a baby carrier, thank god it was empty, and he had dove out the window to escape to fall two stories to the street. He sighed, waiting for Ben to come around to find him. He groaned as his phone buzzed and he pulled it out and quickly answered it.