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him. Even if they said goodbye later. She buried her face in her hands like she was crying and rushed at Damion, pretending to hug him but took his gun instead.  
     
    She backed up and pointed it at him. “I’m going with you.”
     
    “Oh, well hell,” he grumbled, running his hand through his light brown hair, a scowl on his too handsome face. “You really know how to wound a guy’s pride. Can we make a deal and not tell anyone about this?”
     
    “Just take me with you.”
     
    “Shoot me, Sonia. I don’t care. But I’m not taking you on a walk that could kill you.”
     
    “You have to!” She shouted, she didn’t know why, but she felt it in her core, that she was the difference in Kel living or dying. “Please. Trust me on this. He needs me right now.”
     
    “He needs you,” he agreed softly, his hazel eyes filled with understanding. “That’s my point, Sonia. I can’t let anything happen to you. I won’t let anything happen to you.”
     
    There were shouts down the tunnel and Sonia couldn’t believe her eyes. Chale was running with Kel thrown over his shoulder.  
     
    “Call the doc,” Chale shouted. “They had Green Hornets.”
     
    “What are Green Hornets?” Sonia asked, rushing towards them.
     
    Damion was already reaching for his phone even as he asked Chale, “Where’s Carrie?”
     
    Chale glanced at Sonia. “He’ll be okay. We heal quickly and then to Damion, “She’s underground and we have a team getting her to Sunrise.”
     
    The rest was a blur for Sonia. She barely remembered how she ended up in a hospital-like room, standing back as several people she didn’t know and Becca ripped open some kind of special second skin bulletproof vest that Kel wore and she surmised that Green Hornets were bullets. There was blood. So much blood. Too much blood. Tears streamed down her face, fear and helplessness welling inside her. Then they were operating, right there, without any special tools, just pulling out bullet after bullet.  
     
    “Oh God,” she whispered. “This is going to kill him.”  
     
    “Come here, Sonia,” Becca called out from the bedside, holding a towel over one of the bleeding wounds. Oh God. There were so many holes. Becca pointed to a monitor where a pretty blonde female was displayed on the screen.  
     
    “Sonia, I’m Kelly,” she said. “I’m the Chief of Medical Staff for the Renegades. Listen, honey, we don’t have long here. I understand you’re his lifebond.”
     
    “Yes,” Sonia managed.
     
    “Okay, good. But you haven’t done the blood exchange?”  
     
    She shook her head. “No.”
     
    “Okay. GTECHs can survive most injuries but there is something called a healing sickness. It’s caused by the vitamin C deficiency. When the injuries are too extreme, it’s intense. The more advance the GTECH in his special abilities, the more it seems to affect him. There’s something I’ve been experimenting with to try to combat it. The bullets are out so he has the ability to heal if we can trigger the reaction. I need you to do the blood exchange now. If my initial testing is right, it will overcome the vitamin C deficiency.”
     
    A dream took vivid form in Sonia’s mind, a dream of this moment, and she now knew why she’d been so irrationally desperate to get Damion to take her with him. “Yes, okay. Anything to save him.”
     
    “Sonia,” Kelly said. “Once you do this-”
     
    “I die if he dies,” she supplied, “and that means now, today. I understand. I’ll do it. Of course, I’ll do it. Just save him. Please. Save him.”
     
    ***
     
    Kel woke in his bed, the scent of her around him, the soft strands of her honey-colored hair caressing his skin while her soft fingers traced the angel wing on his arm. The last thing he remembered were the bullets, the pain, and the darkness, but now, the wounds were gone.  
     
    “Since I’m naked and you’re not,” he murmured, “I’m assuming I didn’t miss anything