MITCH looked at violet as she huffed out a breath. she licked her lips and moved the hair out of her face. throwing the piece of glass she held on the ground. mitch walked over to her, before she said anything he lifted up her shirt. she didn't want to look down, already knowing there was a gash in her stomach. she just stared at mitch, taking in his injuries. he had gashes of his own. violet lifted her hand and brushed the blood off his forehead. he didn't object, just looked up at her. he let her shirt go and they just stood there. taking in what was happening.
mitch turned away quickly and violet nodded. she didn't have time to take in what happened before mitch grabbed a gun off the ground, storming into one of the hotel rooms. violet followed after, seeing what he was doing. the man they were after stumbled onto the bed. mitch had the gun pointed at him. "no please" the guy began to plead "please don't.." there was a split second where the room went quiet. violet turned to mitch just as he shot the suspect, not once but twice. he fell to the bed and violet stood there. she knew mitch would shoot him, they really didn't have a choice. he grabbed the laptop that was sitting on the bed, then he grabbed violets hand, leading her out of the hotel.
they made there way back to the safe house in romania. hurley was not happy to the say the least. violet dismissed herself, not wanting to be yelled at by hurley just yet. she settled on the bed and medics came in and tended to her wound. she stared ahead, fighting the pain as they stitched her up. she also ignored the yelling that came from the other room. hurley was giving it to mitch and violet knew she was next. once the medics were done they quickly left the room. hurley stormed in shortly after, slamming the door.
"that was-" he began but violet stood up quickly, cutting him off. "bullshit i know, i really don't want to hear it right now." she snapped and hurley threw his hands up. "you don't want to hear it right now? i'm honestly not surprised, you never liked to take orders." he shook his head. violet rolled her eyes, "no that's bullshit... i usually do.." she trailed on. she exactly never took orders... not when there was stuff to be done. "like that incident in giza.. in egypt not to long ago?" he reminded her. "this was different! i couldn't leave mitch alone. i would never leave my partner behind." she pressed, she wouldn't apologize that they got the job done.
"you two are a pain in my ass you know that?" she shrugged. "yeah well you're just going to have to deal with it." she brushed passed him, not wanting another word. she didn't feel like fighting with him, she was tired. she slammed the bathroom door, stating herself a warm shower. it helped her focus again, after a big mission and she knew she wasn't even close to done. she enjoyed the warm water, washing off all the blood and cleaning her new injury. it felt good to relax for a bit.
after her shower she changed and closed the door to the bathroom. as she looked up a familiar face was sitting on her bed. she gave a small smile as she went to brush her hair. "just checking in" mitch said as he watched her every movements. she turned to him as she brushed her hair, "thank you, you still look like shit." she joked, getting a small smirk out of him. "yeah well my room doesn't have hot water." he said and violet set her brush down. "you can use mine, it's no problem." she said, sitting next to him. he was silent for a moment, "you were.. really good" he spoke up, his voice was still quiet.
"i could say the same about you but we don't have to uh.. talk about it if you don't want to.." she knew this was his first mission. violet didn't know what was running through his mind. "those bastards deserved it." he clenched his fists and violet quickly put her hand over his fist. she didn't even think on the action, she just did it. mitch looked at her and violet could see the pain in his eyes. he moved a little bit causing violet to pull her hand back. "h-how's your stomach?" he asked, changing the subject quickly.
"oh umm it's great" she let out a laugh. she pulled her shirt up to show the new stitches. "can i?" his hand reached towards her and she nodded, watching as his hand brushed the stitches. he gently traced his fingers on stomach, feeling the injury. "mitch i'm fine." she looked at him with worry. she hoped he didn't blame himself for her injury. he licked his lips and shook his head, removing his hand. violet looked at him carefully, now noticing the gash on his shoulder. the blood was still soaking out onto his shirt. "shit mitch" she got up quickly grabbing the first aid kit in her room.
she sat on the bed and gestured for him to take his shirt of. "no i'm-" he began but she shook her head. "no you're not" she began taking it off for him. he rolled his eyes this time but helped her. she was to focused on his cut to notice what she just did. she put some rubbing alcohol on a pair of gauze and began dabbing at the cut. he flinched at first but then settled into the pain. the two didn't say a word until violet was finished cleaning his shoulder. "well you don't need stitches, just keep it clean." she moved to the cut above his eyebrow now. "thank you" he said as she worked.
she smiled as she reacted the steps on his eyebrow. she felt his eyes on her the whole time. violet ignored his stares, finishing what she was doing. "there you're all good" she put everything away, throwing away the bloody gauze. mitch put his shirt back on, checking out his shoulder. he looked at her, "i think i'm going to take that shower now." she nodded, watching him go get his clothes. she leaned back, sighing. she knew she had developed feelings for mitch. strong feelings she couldn't deny and that worried her. she didn't know how it could ever work but she wanted nothing more than it to work. maybe just maybe mitch felt the same. violet laid like that, thinking, until she fell asleep and dreamed of mitch.
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