"I love you." He said, gasping in pain, blood flowing from his wound. He was having trouble breathing already, his pulse slowly stopping. "No! Colonel! Please, Stay Awake!" She was crying. He had done it again, he had hurt her. She tried to stop the bleeding, she COULD NOT lose her colonel. The blood kept coming. Slowly, his eyes closed. His heart stopped beating. " Noooooo!!" Hawkeye screamed. She drew her gun, pointing it at her head. There was no way she could live without him. "I love you too" She pulled the trigger.
Roy jerked awake. That was the most realistic dream he'd ever had. He realized he was covered in sweat. He looked at his alarm clock, and saw he was late for work. He jumped out of bed, then remembered there was no work today. Still covered in sweat, he went and got in the shower. He had just gotten out when he heard a knock on his door. Quickly wrapping a towel around his waist, he went to see who was there. He opened the door to see Hawkeye. She saw that he only had a towel on and blushed. "Sorry, sir! I can come back later!" She said. "No, its fine, come in. Oh, and you can call me Roy off duty" he said as he wnt to his room to get dressed. "Yes si…Roy" she replied. Coming back into the room, he said, "You can come in ya know." She came in and sat down on his couch. "So, what brings you here?" Roy asked. "Oh! We have mission, sir!" "On our day off? Do you know what it's about, Hawkeye?" "No, sir."
