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Post by Deleted on Nov 22, 2011 1:45:31 GMT 2
The only thing Mira felt was pain. She had to idea why but her chest hurt and she couldn't breath. Collapsing onto her knees she gasped trying to catch her breath. When she caught her breath she pulled her bullet proof vest and shirt off looking down at her chest. "What the hell?!?" Between her breasts on her sternum a large purple, black, and blue bruise was starting to form. " I was shot?" Her mind couldn't process that idea. They never heard a shot nor did they see anyone.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Nov 22, 2011 2:22:49 GMT 2
When Mira suddenly collapse next to him Brian had no idea what had happened. It only took him a moment to put two and two together when she was gasping for air and clutching her chest. A blast of adrenalin exploded inside his own chest as he jumped forward to help her remembering all too well what it felt like to be shot even with a vest on. "Just breath, breath, Mira!" He slipped his hand under her back while his eyes darted around to find the shooter before he could fire another shot. Neither on deck nor on the street anybody could be seen so Brian focussed back on his girlfriend who was struggling out of the vest. Grabbing her by the vest he quickly pulled her inside to 'safety', then helped her out of it. The fact that she wasn't wearing a bra or anything else underneath only captured his attention for a splitsecond before he assessed the damage: A bad bruise and trouble taking deep breaths. "Mira, calm down....are you okay?"
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Post by Deleted on Nov 22, 2011 2:37:55 GMT 2
Mira tried to gain control over her breathing. The pain was almost unbearable. "What the hell...happened? Was I... really shot?" She struggled to get the words out. Sitting up she reached her hand up and let her fingers touch the bruise as if to prove to herself this was really happening. "I did... get shot." She closed her eyes and laid back onto the floor biting her lip to the point of it bleeding. "Now... I know...how you felt."
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Nov 22, 2011 2:51:03 GMT 2
She was talking so she wasn't suffocating. Good. Brian gave her brief smile. "Don't talk, just breath. Are you going to be okay?" He studied her pain contorted features. It seemed awefully painful but she was going to live. "You were shot...but by who...hang on." Brian spun on his heel and ran out the door. The water on deck. The shooter must have come out of the water. His eyes scanned the surface and actually spotted somebody swimming away from the houseboat and approaching another boat that was tied up further away. As fast as his feet carried him Brian sprinted off the boat and along the sidewalk to cover as much distance as possible before he dove into the water head first with his gun in his hand. Whoever the person in the water was was heading out towards a boat but had only a minute or two head start and Brian was a pretty good swimmer. Maybe he could catch up.
Or maybe not. Because of the cold he was out of breath much fast than usual so he resorted to the only other thing he could think off. Aim and fire, three times.
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Post by Joker on Nov 22, 2011 21:48:27 GMT 2
'Shit, that guy has good aim.' Walter thought to himself as a round passed by his ear nicking his head and another seared through his upper shoulder tearing at the meat. He pulled himself under the dingy and started to use the docks as cover cussing to himself as he pulled his body down the coast line. He was well out of site now and getting closer to where he had hid his car. He had to get the hell out of dodge and back to the appartment. Too risky to hit the hospitals up, he was glad he had a couple patch kits sitting in the bathroom.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Nov 22, 2011 22:52:28 GMT 2
Brian had no idea whether his shots hit the target or not but he definetly would get close enough to find out when the guy he was after had a gun with a silencer, that reminded Brian an aweful lot of a hitmen. Treating water he stopped for a second and looked in the direction the man had dissapeared into the darkness in. Hit man. How many hitmen had crossed his path lately? He could only think of one on top of his head.
His clothes were soaked and the cold water was tugging at it. It felt like hundreds of small hands trying to pull him under. Grimacing Brian decided to swim back to the boat to help Mira as quickly as he could. Now that the adrenalin was wearing off the swim back seemed twice as long until he finally pulled himself back on board of his house boat and found Mira still on the floor of his living room. Gasping at her sight he kneeled down taking her hand. "How do you feel? I'll call a doc..." His words got stuck in his throat when his eyes fell on the defaced walls.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 22, 2011 23:42:32 GMT 2
Mira opened her eyes and held onto his hand her breathing shallow but controlled. "Like a million bucks... Don't worry about it. I'm pretty sure nothing is broken...." She slowly sat up wincing in pain. "Now I know how you felt." She looked down at her chest. The multicolored bruise stood out in contrast to her slightly tanned skin. Glancing around she noticed the walls. "Seems someone was alittle angery...."
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Nov 24, 2011 15:16:12 GMT 2
His face sported a mixture of anger, dispair and worry when Mira sat up. Her comment however made him laugh a little. Kissing her head he hugged her. "You're a tough cookie." Looking back at the bruise he couldn't help but frown. "Bulls eye. I think he could have shot you right between the eyes if he wanted to. Impeccable aim. My guess is hit man hired by the siblings. " Helping her up and onto the bed Brian wrapped the blanket around her shoulders. "I'm sorry, I wasn't fast enough....We should get you check over at the hospital." He then let his dripping boxer shorts land on the floor and grabbed a towel.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 24, 2011 19:21:20 GMT 2
"Don't be sorry. You couldn't have done anything different to keep me from getting shot. Thank god I had my vest on though." She laid down on the bed pulling the blanket up to cover the bruise. "No need to go to the doctors..." Okay there might have been a need to go but Mira didn't want to. She hated hospitals. It was a miracle she could go in when Brian was shot. She didn't want to go back again.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Nov 24, 2011 23:37:48 GMT 2
Brian sat down next to her now clad in a towel but still with his gun in his hand. Carefully he placed it on the cabinet next to the bed. While he stared at the cut of, defaced walls his hand gripped hers tight. Then he turned to her and caressingly ran his hand over her hair. "I'm so sorry. I knew something was off." But what could have gone differently. It could only have been worse. Suddenly his hands started shaking when he realised that she could be dead on the ground outside now...all just because of Jack's stupid decisions. "That's it. We're quitting!"
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Post by Deleted on Nov 25, 2011 0:35:44 GMT 2
"...Brian I'm not gonna quit... Not now."Her eyes meet his. "I'm tired, sore, angery, and above all I want revenge. This guy only did this cause he wants us off the case. So the last thing I am gonna do is give him what he wants." She sat up letting the blanket fall for her body reveling the bruise that was now darker then before. The bruise would be around for at least a week and a half but who knows if the bullet had fractured her sternum.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Nov 26, 2011 21:39:53 GMT 2
Brian admired her fearlessness and devotion. At the same time he was worried because he knew where that kind of attitude could lead. He looked up at her biting her lip. After a while he smiled. "Who would have thought that this little girl is such a fighter." Sure he was teasing her but he was also expression his admiration. "It's your decision but you know they hired a pro...next time the call might not be to scare us but to aim to kill."
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Post by Deleted on Nov 26, 2011 23:20:32 GMT 2
She stuck her tongue out at him. "This little girl has bite to back up the bark." Leaning over alittle she hugged him careful of her bruise. Laying her head against his shoulder she closed her eyes. " We'll just have to wait and see." Exhaustion was setting in. She was unable to keep her eyes open. "Looks like I'm not gonna be much fun to be around for the next few days... Are you gonna be my nurse this time?" She smiled alittle.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Dec 3, 2011 21:12:52 GMT 2
Brian was feeling anything but good. On top of it all he was shivering from the dive into the ocean and most of all worried sick but the most important thing now was to take care of Mira. Holding her tight he could feel her lean against him heavier and heavier. "I know you said you're fine but I just want to make sure you really are okay. Don't bite me but I'll bring you to a hospital." Quickly he scooped her up and carried her to his car, which wasn't parked far away. "Hey. Don't pass out just yet. I'll be your nurse all you want but I suck at being a paramedic."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 3, 2011 23:47:58 GMT 2
Mira opened her eyes. "Sorry just tired..." She leaned her head back against the seat. She wasn't gonna pitch a fit about going. Her chest hurt to much for that. "Thank you Brian..." She gently touched her bruise threw her shirt. "I really wanna know who the f*ck shot me.... so I can repay the favor." Her eyes drifted close again.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Dec 4, 2011 8:39:47 GMT 2
While he manouvered through the almost empty streets of Miami at 4 in the morning he kept looking over at her and touching her hand to make sure she wasn't passing out. "Who ever it was he was a really good, fast swimmer. I shot at him but I'm not sure whether I actually got him. I'll still call around hospitals tomorrow."
Before he pulled up in the parking lot of the nearest hospital he stated. "I have a theory though. Remember the guy from the race, who is working for our siblings?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 4, 2011 9:11:34 GMT 2
Mira ground her teeth. "The one you raced against? Joker? You think it was him? I'll kill him..." She opened her eyes and got out of the car walking into the hospital with him.
After two hours of waiting and x-rays Mira walked over to Brian. "Nothing too bad... alot of bruising but they gave me pain killers... But I'm off work for three days. So my revenge is gonna have to wait alittle. Are you feeling better? Maybe you should see a doctor while we are here already." She may be in pain but she was still more concerned about him.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Dec 4, 2011 15:00:41 GMT 2
Even though Brian was worried about Mira he couldn't help but fall asleep ever time she got wisked away by some nurse. It was an uneasy sleep that got interrupted by shivers and dreams of bullets flying. So Brian finally decided to get a terrible coffee from the machine and keep himself awake.
When she came out with good news he gave her a kiss. "Awesome. I was worried about you." He waved her caring offer off though. "No, I just need a few days to get rid of these chills. But I can't take any time off. Whoever shot you isn't taking any time off."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2011 1:41:57 GMT 2
Mira sighed. "You are stubborn." She held his hand and walked outside. Taking a deep breath she relaxed alittle. "Lets go home." She could not hold back a small yawn. She was exhausted and could only imagine how tired Brian had to be.
When they left the hospital parking lot Mira laid her head against the back of her seat. She closed her eyes and was asleep before they got halfway back.
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Post by Brian O'Conner on Dec 5, 2011 9:10:29 GMT 2
Two hours later Brian had serious troubles rolling out of bed. The shower needed to be cold to wake him up and even two strong coffees didn't do the trick. His body was aching, the nightly swim hadn't inhanced his health and he simply felt like crap. When his gaze fell on the wall a deep frown set in. Gently he touched Mira's face and whispered. "I have to go to work but I don't want to leave you here by yourself. C'mon. I'll drop you off at home."
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