Steve

I hear Tori's screams echo through the mansion. I call her name over and over again, but I can't find her. Every door leads to nothing. I finally hear her panting a few feet away from me. I kick down the locked door, finding Tori hovering over the unconscious Henry Chandler.
"Steve!" Tori chokes out, running into my arms.
"He hurt you," I stutter. "What did he do to you?"
"It doesn't matter," Tori says, pressing her lips to mine.
I hold her face in my hands, kissing her back. Her tender lips make me have no concern about what is going on in the room. The agents are injecting Chandler with a liquid so that he will never wake up again and shouting fills my ears.
New flash - I don't care.
Tori's hands are around my neck and we don't stop. We only do when my lungs are burning because of the need of air.
"I found something," Tori breathes, taking my hand.
She leads me out of the room and down the stairs. Henry must have given her a tour of the place, because she acts like she knows the mansion like the back of her hand. We step into a room filled with books and more books. She steps around the remnants of a table and picks up a small brown leather book.
"Here," she says. "Read the last two entries."
I nod and flip the crumbled pages. I quickly scan over them, even seeing the blood on the corner of one.
"He was insane," I state. "What happened in here?"
"I broke the table," she explains. "I fell onto a table."
I decide to not ask.
"Let's go back to the quinjet."

•••

Tori and I lay in our bed together. She wears her own clothes and rests her head on my chest. I stroke her hair as she explains everything that happened to me.
"He threw me on the bed and started to undo the buttons on my shirt," she says. "I think he was trying to, um, it starts with an s."
"Fondue?" I ask.
Tori stares at me in disbelief, not knowing that I used the expression.
"Y-Yes, exactly. And ice happened, ya da ya da ya da."
     "Anyways," I cough. "We're going home tomorrow."
     "Really?" she asks. "This early?"
     "Yep, we cleared that base and you completed your mission."
     "Wonderful," Tori breathes. "I can't wait to be in our own home."
     "I can't either."
     "Steve?" Tori asks.
     "Yes, honey?"
     "We could've lost each other today," she says. "He was going to 'make me his' and never let me see you again. He wanted to kill me and do things to you."
     "Tori," I begin. "I'm never going to let that happen. I'm never going to leave you and you promised me that you would never leave me."
     "Steve, those peaceful times are coming to an end. Tension is in the air and it isn't going away for a long time."
     "I know," I sigh. "I'm just scared. Weeks are feeling like days and months are feeling like weeks. Before we know it, we are going to be three years into the future."
     "That's a good thing," Tori says. "We better enjoy this now before it's the opposite."