no one gets left behind|| Harley & Flag
@sanguinibus
“Harley, it’s Flag-” DuBois started, his tone and demeanor was enough to giveaway the rest. It was enough to infer what had happened. Blood pounding in her ears as her heart sank. First Boomer, now Flag, who was going to be next? Nanaue? The only two men in her life that genuinely cared about her snuffed out over forty-eight hours.
She could barely hear them screaming at her to keep moving. Their incessant Harley no’s. But she barely had time to grieve the others. And there was no way she’d let Flag go down with that dick-shaped building that experimented on children. He deserved better than that. And she wasn’t gonna let him go without a fight.
No one gets left behind.
He’d run headfirst into danger without hesitation for her. Hell, he had completely rerouted their mission to save her. Not that Harley needed him to save her, but it was touching that he had planned on it.
The building was crumbling around her as she dug tirelessly through the rubble. No one gets left behind, that includes you too, Colonel. Already wide eyes widened further as she spotted a flash of yellow. She had never felt such relief to see that stupid fucking shirt.
He was in worse shape than she thought. Harley sucked in a deep breath, doing her best not to wince at the sight of him crumpled over like that. Her feet couldn’t move quickly enough, finally approaching him, she fell to her knees next to him. But over the crashing noises around them, and her own heart pounding in her throat, she could hear his labored breathing.
“Flag… If you can hear me, I’m gonna get you outta here. Just stay with me.” She pleaded, wanting nothing more than to reach out and cup his face, to give him one last kiss, if this really was it for him. But instead, she positioned herself under his arm to hoist him up. God, he really was all muscle. She struggled under his weight momentarily, unsurprised that it took a second try to get them to her feet. “I’m gonna get you outta here alive.”
