"Davin!!" She shouted this time around, and began coughing, the acidic smell of the grenade and smoke of burnt plastic bruised her lungs.

Davin coughed and opened his eyes.

"OMG! You're alive!" she threw her arms around his neck, as he rested on her legs, "I thought I had lost you" she said softly, fresh tears gathering her eyes.

She gently pulled him away and saw blood gushing out of his back, her gown soaked, horror filled her eyes, when she saw her hand covered in blood.

"Ivana" he called her weakly, Davin had lost so much blood that he was beginning to lose consciousness, he wanted her to dial...