continued from ( x ) || @shields-grim-reaper
It was normal for Kaz to not hear anything from Sammael a couple of days after a mission, especially if it was a hard one, but two weeks of radio silence wasnāt.Ā After the first week Kazia had spammed Sammaelās cell, and his apartments phone with messages. Kaz ended up having to call her āfriendsā who worked with SHIELD. She was given round-about answers for a while until a close āfriendā broke down and told her the truth. Sam had been captured at some point during his last mission, and SHIELD had been searching since. They had ideas and clues as to where he might might have been but they just didnāt know for sure.
Kaz managed to convince her close 'friend' into getting intel on where SHIELD most likely thinks Sammael is, and then managed to convice said 'friend' into helping her search the building for him.
Which lead Kazia to where she is now; she stood in the doorway at the last door of the hallway, and was staring down at her bruised and bloodied friend. Kazia's voice trembled as she whispered, "Sammy?" Kaz quickly made her way to the hellhounds side. The blonde tucked her weapon into the back of her pants and carefully touched Sammael's face. As softly as she could, Kaz felt around Sam's face looking for any injuries that needed immediate attention. Kazia couldn't remember if Sam had the power to heal himself and if he could, if he had any enegergy to be able to. She didn't find any so she just went back to cradling her friends face in her hands.
"Sammy-" The blonde's voice cracked, so she cleared her voice and tried again, "Sammy can you walk? I need ta know if you c'n walk." Her phone buzzed in her pocket. A silent alarm letting her know that time was up in the building, that she and her 'friend' had to go. She moved her hands to his arms, and gave them a soft squeeze, trying to urge her friend to move. "Sam- Sammael? Please, we gotta go now. C'me on... S'time ta go."