Gunfire had a way of bringing everything into focus, John had found- and it was strange, the kind of things you could hear over it, immediately after it. What wasn't strange, and was actually oddly comforting, was that his instincts were the same they'd always been in response to a sound like that- to a look on a face like that.
He hadn't looked at his attacker's face before.
"Come on," he demanded gruffly, not pausing for response before swiftly securing his weapon and scooping Guy up to drag him out through the bloodbath. He'd get him just out around the corner and stop the bleeding- that was the least he could do. "You're fine, and we're getting out of here. You're fine, alright? Breathe."
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Gunfire had a way of bringing everything into focus, John had found- and it was strange, the kind of things you could hear over it, immediately after it. What wasn't strange, and was actually oddly comforting, was that his instincts were the same they'd always been in response to a sound like that- to a look on a face like that.
He hadn't looked at his attacker's face before.
"Come on," he demanded gruffly, not pausing for response before swiftly securing his weapon and scooping Guy up to drag him out through the bloodbath. He'd get him just out around the corner and stop the bleeding- that was the least he could do. "You're fine, and we're getting out of here. You're fine, alright? Breathe."