Carlos
He couldn't move as he watched Michael collapse as blood rushed out of his left arm. Both Yuki and Daniel pulled Carlos along to the cover of the empty alleyway Michael had collapsed into. "Oh fuck, Michael are you okay?" Daniel asked as he looked around for the source of the bullet. They had just been walking towards the back of the hotel when Carlos had heard the sound of something exploding, like a bunch of firecrackers. The next thing he heard was Michael yell out in pain as he clutched his arm from where blood seeped out rapidly. The two agents who had accompanied them had gone after the assailant, ensuring that Carlos and the rest of them would be safe if they stayed put.
"Do something he's bleeding!" Yuki's words were rushed, Carlos didn't blame him for the panicking. Truth be told he was freaking out too. The bullet had come out of nowhere. It had been aimed at Daniel who at the last minute, moved away to show both Carlos and Yuki a new trick he'd learnt from Scotty. Michael had gotten hit just then.
His hands had shook as he pulled out his phone and texted Morgan. It had been almost ten minutes since he sent the text but Morgan still hadn't responded and the agents who had been with them still hadn't returned. Daniel had tied his bandana around Michael's arm to stop the blood flow but Carlos knew that he needed professional help. He looked around himself, praying that the assailant wasn't around and he could hail a cab to take them to the hospital. In the background he could hear both Daniel and Yuki try to keep Michael awake and not let him pass out. With that amount of blood lost, Carlos wasn't sure what would happen to Michael if he did. He wasn't sure if he should call an ambulance and the fact that Daniel and Yuki hadn't called one confirmed his suspicions that calling an ambulance would be a bad idea.
"Michael," Carlos started as he hurried to his side and without thinking placed his hands on Michael's wound. Michael yelled out in pain but Carlos didn't ease the pressure, "I'm sorry but I have to do this, or else there's going to be too much blood lost," he said as he kept applying more pressure. Daniel was nodding while Yuki was still looking around in fear. Even in the seclusion of the alleyway, Carlos knew that they were still exposed. He wasn't sure what to do if the attacker decided to show up.
He heard hurried footsteps and both Yuki and Daniel stood up as if to fight back. Carlos couldn't move as blood kept seeping through his fingers. Whatever the bullet had hit was making Michael bleed out a lot. He didn't know how long they'd been out here for and Carlos wasn't sure how much longer they'd have before Michael lost way too much blood.
"Carlos! Carlos!" It was her. Carlos shuddered in relief when he heard Morgan's panicked voice. "In here!" Daniel called out and Carlos saw Morgan run into the alleyway. Her eyes were wide, almost red as if she'd been crying. On seeing him she rushed up to him and crouched down beside him. "Are- are you hurt?" her voice cracked as the words left her and Carlos stuttered in surprise as she grabbed his face and ran her hands down his neck and the sides of his arms as if looking for a wound.
"It's not me, it's Michael," he choked out and it was only then did Morgan turn to the man who was on the verge of passing out.
She swore under her breath as she pushed his hands away from the wound. "Where are the agents?" She asked as she pulled out a small box from her purse and set to inspecting the bullet wound.
"They ran after the attacker," Yuki said.
"How long have you guys been here for?" she asked as she pulled out a small flask from her bag, "this is going to sting," she warned Michael as she poured the contents of the flask on his arm and Michael screamed.
"Sssh, ssshh you're going to be alright. I promise," she said as she removed the bandana from his arm and pulled out a small pocket knife from the side of her shoe, tearing his sleeve open in the process. "The bullet ripped through the side of your arm, it's not lodged inside you so that's a good thing," her voice was calm and soothing as she passed the flask to Michael. "Here, drink this. We can't take you to a hospital just yet so we're gonna have to fix it here for now," she said as she pushed the hair off his forehead comfortingly, "this is going to hurt but I need you to be brave for me okay?"
Carlos could hear the authority in her words but they were laced with care and comfort. He realized that she probably had done this a lot and he didn't want to think about the number of times she probably had to do this to herself. "Carlos," she said snapping him out of his thoughts, "I need you to hold his shoulder to stop him from moving. And Daniel, hold him from the other side," she instructed and Daniel hurriedly grasped on to Michael's arm. "Okay buddy you're going to be alright," he whispered to Michael who was gritting his teeth in pain.
"Yuki I need you to call Hawk, he's in the hotel with Alex. Ask him to come from the back door and to be discreet," she said, "take my phone and do it. The passcode is 2657 and I've saved his contact as B," she said and Yuki hurriedly picked up her phone, his hands shaking in the process.
She opened the small box and Carlos's eyes widened as he saw the needles and thread. Morgan didn't look at him as she threaded the needle and brought it to Michael's wound. "He needs to be gagged, or else we'll be attracting attention," she said as she ripped off the side of her sleeve and rolled it up, "here bite this," she said and Michael did so.
Carlos watched as she took a deep breath and plunged the needle into his skin. Michael screamed but his screams were muffled with the gag in his mouth. He was thrashing around in pain and both Daniel and Carlos had to put in all their strength to keep him in place. Daniel looked away as she began stitching Michael up with expert calm and attention. She was quick and precise and soon she was pulling out a small bandage which she wrapped around his arm. "The stitches will stop the blood flow for now," she said as she took the gag out of Michael's mouth.
Carlos was about to let out a sigh of relief but then he heard footsteps. In lightning speed Morgan had her gun pulled out as she stood up and turned just in time a man appeared, grabbing Yuki and pointing a gun at his head.
"Drop the gun," the comforting tone of her voice had disappeared and it was replaced with steel. "You do not want to escalate this any further," she said again as the man pressed the barrel of the gun harder into Yuki's temple.
He spat at her, "You really think you can save all of them? If you shoot I'll shoot him," he said.
Carlos's heart was beating so fast he felt like it would explode right out of his chest. He couldn't believe that this was really happening, what the fuck had they all gotten themselves into?
Morgan took a step forward and he watched as the man removed the safety from the gun. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," he said menacingly.
"So what do you want from this? Kill a driver and then?" Morgan asked.
"What happens after is not relevant. I have a task to do and-,"
"And what? So you shoot him. Then what?"
Carlos watched as the man glared at her, all this time Morgan was walking slowly towards him. Carlos couldn't even dare to look at Daniel and Michael, he could hear the blood roaring in his ears.
"That's none of your business bitch."
Carlos watched as Morgan cocked her head to the side, "But I'm intrigued," she said innocently.
And then it happened. She'd gotten close enough to pull Yuki away just as the man fired, the bullet missing Yuki by a mere fraction as he fell to the ground. The man was quick too as he turned the gun to Morgan. But she was quicker. Morgan had her gun pointed at the mans head.
And she fired it.
Carlos gasped as the bullet flew through the man's forehead and he collapsed in a heap. He wanted to throw up. She'd just killed someone. Right in front of his eyes. Yuki yelped as the man fell beside him and he scrambled away from him just as Hawk rushed to the alley way. "Fuck what happened?" he asked.
"Michael's hit we need to take him to his room and get someone to call the agency medic. They're on floor 13," she said as she turned to Michael. Carlos saw the splatter of blood on her face from the impact of the bullet hitting the man's head. "What about the body?" Hawk asked as he helped Michael to his feet.
"Leave that to me, take them inside and to their rooms," she said.
Carlos was too stunned to object as Hawk took them into the hotel. He'd taken the entrance at the back so no one saw them as they made their way upstairs.
"Stay in your rooms and clean up, I'll send some agents to check on you guys," Hawk said and Carlos could only nod as he kept his head down, making a beeline to his room. His mind was still reeling with what had just happened and he realized that his hands were shaking. He numbly pulled out his key card and got inside his room. He could've died today. Any one of them could've died. If Morgan hadn't come in time, the attacker would've shot one of them. He couldn't even think about the fact that Morgan had put herself in danger when she had pushed Yuki away.
He stared at the blood on his hands and his vision blurred at the sight of it. He didn't realize that he was bent over the toilet until he started throwing up. He'd seen a murder for the first time in his life today. He saw the lifeless eyes of the man as he collapsed in his own blood.
He couldn't stop throwing up and as he gripped the sides of the toilet he saw the traces of blood his fingers left behind.
He heaved again.
"Carlos, Carlos," it was Morgan. He didn't know how long he had been throwing up for but she had come back for him. He shuddered as she hurriedly passed him a bottle of water and as he drank it, his throat shouted in protest as the water cooled its soreness.
"You could've died today," he choked out as she crouched down next to him.
Her gaze softened as she pushed his hair from his forehead. "I thought something had happened to you," her voice was soft as she gazed up at him, he could see himself mirrored in her eyes. They both looked broken. "If something had happened to you-," he choked out and her gaze softened but he could see the worry in her eyes. "I thought you were the one who got hit. I don't know what I would've done-," he voice cracked and she cleared her throat sniffling in the process. He tilted her face up, his fingers splaying on her neck as he cradled her face. He realized that her face was still bloodied and she too was covered in Michael's blood too.
He collapsed into her open arms and pulled pulled her close as they both stayed there on the bathroom floor in silence.