"Get her out of here!! Now!!"
Keith grabbed my sleeve as he dragged me out of the crossfire.
He pulled me along and dodged all the ammunition he could.
I saw a bullet in slow motion.
Almost like the movies.
I knew it's line of fire and Keith would just happen to cross its path, ending in fatality.
I couldn't save him.
In a second, a crack pounded from his side and Keith fell over.
"Keith!!" I shouted, trying to keep him upright with all my strength.
I helped him out of the danger and into a nearby fluorescent forest.
The forest faded out and Keith disappeared from my arms.

I shot up in a cold sweat and let out a scream.
I tried to catch my breath and inhaled sharply as I did.
My hands gripped a ball of the sheets beneath me and I scanned my surroundings.
Nothing. Just my room.
I sighed and ran my hand through my hair, pushing it back away from my sweaty face.
I felt the sweat soaked hair lining my face slide off my temples and I relaxed.
The air compressed door hissed and Keith ran in.
"Are you okay?" He asked skittishly.
"Y-yeah. Just a nightmare." I mumbled.
"O-oh." He put his bayard away and relaxed his body. He walked over to me and kneeled to connect his eyes with mine.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
"I'm fine." I nodded.
He stood up and turned to leave when I grabbed his hand.
"Wait! Don't leave! Please." I whispered the last part.
"O-okay. I won't leave."
He turned back and kneeled bedside me.
I laid back down and shut my eyes tight.
I noticed that Keith still hadn't let go of my hand.
I squeezed it tighter to make sure he wasn't a figment in my imagination.
When he squeezed back I relaxed.
I knew he was actually here.
I opened my eyes and a tear escaped my eye.
Keith moved his arm and wiped away the year with his thumb.
He rested his hand on my cheek and I pushed my face into his hand.
"How are you doing?" I asked glancing down at the gauze covering his wound.
"I'm okay. They said that it should be better by next week."
I couldn't help but feel guilty, almost like I was the cause for his suffering.
"Hey, don't feel bad. It's what I am supposed to do. You were in trouble and I was in charge of keeping you safe." He stated reassuringly, almost seeming to read my mind.
I nodded and sighed.
"Can you stay with me tonight?" I asked quietly, not wanting him to go.
"Sure. I don't have anywhere to be tomorrow."
Keith hopped in beside me and I turned to face him.
I scooted into his chest and he froze.
His body was tense as I wrapped myself around him and relaxed.
I nuzzled my face under his chin and closed my eyes.
I was still for a second before Keith started to slowly relax his body.
He let his arms fall around me and he rested his head on mine.
"Goodnight Keith." I hummed.
"No, not yet." He slightly complained.
I laughed at his whining and played with the long hair on the back of his head.
His purple eyes stared into mine and he scrunched his face into awe and content.
"What?" I giggled.
"I-nothing."
"Oh it's something. What is it?"
"I guess I've never told you how beautiful you are to me."
I blushed and buried my face further from his gaze.
"Hey, don't hide your face from me."
He lifted my chin and our eyes met.
"Hey, can I have a shot at love with you?"
He asked as he grabbed his side.
"Was that... a pun?"
"Maybe." He laughed.
"I can't stand you." I laughed back.
"But seriously. What do you say? I really like you and I know you like me. So?"
"Sure."