Gerard's POV
After hours of silent driving, we stop behind some boulders. I make sure no one can see us as I help Rookie off the motorcycle.
I wrap my arms around her in a tight hug. I press my cheek against hers as tears stream down her face.
I let go and dry her eyes. She sniffles and pulls me closer to her. She's crying, that type of silent cry where no sound comes out, only tears.
I kiss the top of her head and sigh.
"Are you gonna be okay?" I ask.
" 'Course." she whispers.
"Let me fix your arm?" I offer.
She nods silently.
