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"Always. It feels like always."

The blood is slowing, but the coppery fear-taste is still burning the back of his throat and he can't stop pressing his fingers to the pulse at his partner's neck to make sure it's still there.

"I couldn't tell you. I didn't know if -"

They have close calls all the time. Just last week there was that katiehead with a gun... They risk their lives and think nothing of it, just concentrating on the takedown. They could have been killed any number of times by now.

"Can you hear me?"

He's fighting tears, and it makes him angry. They can't go to a hospital. All this work they do, all this work...

"I wasn't honest with you. With myself. I'm sorry."

Breaths flutter against his ear.

"I'm sorry. I love you. I'm sorry."
-Captcha Fic Series-

Purpose: Write a story/drabble/whatever using the two random words that pop up in a ReCaptcha security check.

(Example of ReCaptcha prompts here)
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