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“Aaagh!” you shouted in pain as you felt the bullet graze your thigh. You dropped your gun in your desperate attempt to get some pressure on your injury. Your partner covered you, however, shooting at the attacker until they fled. It wasn’t ideal, but it was better than getting shot at.
The next few moments were just a blur of pain and freaking out, but you ended up in a hospital bed, bleeding into layers of bandages wrapped around your thigh.
There was a knock at the hospital door, and you were shocked to see Captain Renard of all people at your door. “May I come in?” he asked.
“Of course,” you replied, gesturing at the lonely chair in the room. Renard walked in, though he didn’t sit.
“How are you doing?” he asked. He seemed focused on your injury, avoiding looking directly at you.
“Well, the painkillers are doing their job. and I still have full mobility of the leg, which is good,” you replied.
“He shouldn’t have gotten you. Did you see who it was?” Renard asked, finally looking you in the face. There was an intensity behind his eyes you hadn’t seen before.
“It was the guy with a scar,” you replied. “He was blind firing. I’m lucky it was just the leg.”
“We’ve gotten the whole crew in custody,” Renard informed you. “Including the scar guy. I’ll make sure he knows exactly what he did wrong.”
“I know shooting a cop is a federal crime and all, but you seem a bit… extra fired up,” you pointed out calmly.
Renard took a moment to pause and think. “I care about you, Y/N,” he stated. “I don’t like seeing any of my cops getting hurt, but especially not you. And as your captain, I can only do so much to make sure you stay safe.”
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