with or without you-huntingbird one shots

save our souls, s.o.s

A/N- the pic above kind of sets the scene for this chapter episode 02x22.

the morphine was slowly wearing off me and i felt the urge to move my neck. as my eyes slowly fluttered, i turned around and saw hunter sitting by my bedside. his presence just wanted to make me smile.

"hey." i said.

looks like hunter's been asleep, but he woke up.

"hey." he replied, giving me the smile i've been longing to see forever.

hunter stretched like a cat, it was undeniably adorable.

"you look better." he said.

i agreed, but i kept my eyes locked on him.

"stupid, but better." he teased me.

hunter turned his chair around, leaned over the bed and gave me a meaningful glance.

"taking a bullet for me was stupid." hunter scolded. he's genuinely angry at me, but concerned, something i haven't experienced since our early days of marriage.

"walking into a trap when you know is a trap is stupid." i said, reprimanding him back.

"you were the bait." he reminded me, and left me nothing to say.

i looked away from hunter for the first time, ashamed that he had to suffer through this, and that it was all my fault.

"so bob, hang in there." hunter told me.

"there's a long road." he continued.

"surgery again tomorrow, they haven't even started on your knee yet." hunter tried to lighten the mood, but my knee still has the stinging pain from when ward crushed it.

"but soon you'll be stable." he consoled me.

"and then-" hunter said. that's it.

"and then..." i cut him off, and allowed him to think of what's happened to s.h.i.e.l.d in such a short period of time, it was infiltrated, it fell, it was rebuilt, it was messed up; real s.h.i.e.l.d, fake s.h.i.e.l.d.

"i can't do this anymore." i told him, one of the truths i was actually allowed to tell him, or ever told him.

i saw him turning away from me, he knew it too. s.h.i.e.l.d's messed up, and we had to take care of its mess, cleaning up after it was a pain. and we were done with it. the constant cat and mouse game has caught us exhausted, and we were done with it. it was way to tiring to keep following up with hydra and the inhumans, adding gonzales and my former team into the mix, it was just too much.

"you know, we could run away, start over. leave this mess behind." i told hunter.

"you're not running anywhere with that knee." he joked.

"bob, you'll stay in the infirmary and recover, fully recover. i'm not letting you go anywhere when you're like that." he told me seriously, but he was getting off topic.

"would you hunter?" i asked.

"would i what?" he asked, pretending to be confused.

"would you run away with me? away from s.h.i.e.l.d?" i asked him, this was a serious topic and i was not letting him stray from the question again.

"but i just got my s.h.i.e.l.d badge..." he whined.

i got my hand and placed it on his cheek as he placed his hand over mine. my hands were shaking from all the doubts i harboured right then.

"i'm going to ask you one more time seriously, would you run away with me?" i asked, tears starting to well up in my eyes. this was my last chance that i would've got to have him, and i was not blowing it again, like i always did. the last time that i could make hunter and i, us. i was just waiting for the sign.

"anywhere with you." he answered. stroking my hair with his free hand.