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Olvera was at least a hundred and fifty pounds heavier, and about a foot taller, than Riley. Given the condition of his body when they’d found him, as well as Riley’s small size, he estimated she had maybe thirty minutes to live, with some margin for error. Mac didn’t like his lack of clarity when the stakes were so high, but without doing more tests to narrow down the exact type of cyanide compound in her system, he could only work within the known variables. He didn’t have time for anything else.
He knew better than anyone else how off kilter she’d felt recently. Bozer tried to help, he did everything he could, but he just couldn’t understand the two of them the way they could understand each other. Even if that wasn’t the case the fact remained; she was happily dating someone else. For that reason alone he should shut down these feelings and just be grateful she considered him a friend.
He was grateful, everyday.
Mac also wasn’t naive or selfish enough to think that he was the only one feeling lost right now. So, fuck his feelings and his angst, he had to at least pretend to pull it together for the rest of the team.
He could be Riley’s friend, and let her be his. He would learn not to want her so badly. He could do this. He had to.
“How much do you know about babies anyway, Mac?” she asked, her voice just a little too shaky to be normal.
“Not nearly enough,” he answered, still checking the child for injuries. His hands shook like he was scared he might break her. “How are we supposed to do this Riles? I think she’s okay, but I don’t know. What do we do if we run into trouble? We can’t fight. I can’t make a bomb or anything else I normally would without putting her at risk. How am I supposed to get you both out of here? I don’t know what to do.”
While the security team was busy trying to take cover, Mac slung one of Riley’s arms over his shoulder and hauled ass back to the van.
Jack would have said that they ran like they had the devil on their heels. Actually, Jack probably would have just been cussing them both out for putting themselves in danger like this, but Mac didn’t have a lot of room in his head for things that weren’t connected to keeping Riley alive just then.
Life had been pretty good for Mac recently. Which of course meant he should have been prepared for the cosmic kick in the balls that came with their next mission.