There was no telling how much time had passed, only that it had been long enough for Dahlia to finally give out and fall asleep in Nick's arms.
He held out a little longer before getting up and going to another foxhole to wake Nikolai the Russian and Hanzo the Neon person. Then he activated his feign death skill and drifted off.
Although he had barely been wounded that day, bumps and bruises had been inevitable in all that fighting, leaving patches of black and blue all over his body.
When Nick woke, everything was still quiet. This godforsaken place's lack of birds and beasts did have its advantages. Apart from the occasional strange insect call, the slightest sound nearby would be noticeable.
Dahlia was still sleeping soundly in his arms. Nick was about to gently lay her down when she woke.
"I'm going out to take a look. You can sleep a little longer." Before Nick could finish, soft lips cut off the rest of his words.
Well, neither of them had any business complaining about the other's breath now. Neither smelled particularly good, either. Getting their feelings across was enough.
"I'll stay with you to the end. I won't bow out willingly, but if I get caught, remember to kill me right away." Dahlia took out two grenades and pressed them into Nick's hand.
"Then do your best to hold on until the end. I'll find a way to get us both out of this godforsaken place." Nick hesitated. He only had one block of C4 on him, and he really didn't have anything like these that could be detonated immediately.
So he kept one and returned the other to Dahlia. "Hopefully we won't need these."
Their ambush yesterday might have been a great success, killing two Predators