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"But your back too. Doesn't that still hurt?" Abby pulled her arms in and leaned lightly into his embrace. "Why is it so hard to be us..? I don't think there are that many other people fighting for their life almost every day"
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"Okay fine, my back and leg and chest hurt but hey, my brain doesn't hurt yet." He smiled slightly, though it faded at her next words. "It doesn't have to be hard to be us. We won't almost die anymore. We're going to go to Vegas, have the best honeymoon ever, and live normal lives while taking care of amazing horses. Happily ever after." He smiled a little again, kissing her head.
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Abby lightened a little at the mention of Vegas. "What about the horses? What if something happens to them while we're gone?" She leaned into Rykers kiss. "Happily ever after" she repeated with a slight smile.
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Ryker lifted his eyebrows a little. "Remember who'll be watching them? Martin aka literal military machine? In the navy seals and special ops and military? Has flown jets before and fought in dangerous wars? Yeaaah, I'd feel REALLY sorry for Adelle if she didn't get caught and decided to come back. I've told Martin about Adelle before, and besides the colorful language he has described some painful things he wants to do to her, all of which I managed to tell him were absolutely horrible ideas." He pointed out. "So nothing will happen." Ry added with a small smile at her words. Someday that would happen. Someday.
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Abby giggled "yeah I forgot about that. Don't you need to be completely healed before we go anywhere though?" She asked with a tilt of her head. She pulled her hair over her shoulder away from Rykers back and laid her head on his shoulder.
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Ryker actually hoped Adelle didn't go anywhere near this place when Martin was here because he had heard rumors of Martin turning people he didn't like into filet mignon, soooo. At her question he slow motion winced. "Wellllll I don't HAVE to be but it'd probably be nice not to be stuck in a room all day cause it feels like my leg was cut off. Give it a week, or at tops two, and all the more minor wounds will be healed and my leg should be good enough to walk around on at that point." He answered, mentally figuring out what he was willing to deal with and what would hinder the trip. He was NOT going to be a hinderence to Abby in any way.
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Abby smiled "ok" she nuzzled deeper into his shoulder, giving it a small kiss before closing her eyes. Her knuckles hurt, so she couldn't even imagine what kind of pain Ryker was in
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Ryker ignored the flash of pain in his back this time as he wrapped his arm around Abby's shoulder. "Everything will go up from here." He said quietly, his eyes drifting shut. He was so tired. In pain, but exhausted- it had been a long couple of days. Getting stabbed and then stabbed some more and then shot tended to drain your energy.
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Abby looked at him. "You should probably get some sleep" she said softly, her eyes scanning his body.
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Ryker let his eyes flit open. "I am." He half joked with a small smile, already drifting off again. An earthquake probably couldn't wake him. Aaand then he was out like a light.
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