"This should be ready by the time we set the plan,"
Liz muttered her hand tracing the clean cut on his arm, she stared up at Jacob, he was less pale than before the blood transfusion she gave him worked, his eyes half lid gold brown stared into hers, he held her hand that was on his chest, he mutter slurred from the pain medication running through his system. Numbing the pain that once flooded his body,
"The plan? They made one?"
Liz chuckled, her smile grew small but loving, she moved whipping some lingering blood off his upper shoulder, she threw it at the side table, a wet slap came from it but Liz didn't care she stared at him, coddling.
"Even when you almost bleed out you're still thinking of going back into your work Jacob," Liz said, shaking her head. She moved, checking his wound,
"Yeah, it's a part of my life, all I've known since I was ten was fight to live, earn to protect. It's what I've been taught to do." Jacob let out drained
"I know you have but even with the rest of your body, your tiered you can barely lift up you hand to cover mine,"
"No i can" Jacon mumbled his hand covered hers only to feel pain went thought his back he dropped his hand hearing Liz seething next to his placing his arm down, she glared at him frustrated,
"You can't just pick up your hand like this thinking your invincible, Jacob," Liz hissed her hand let go of his arm hearing Jacob chuckle drained,
"I thought I could Liz, didn't think that getting my arm chewed off would make my back pick mortal enemies in my sides." Jacob tried to joke and chuckled only to have it back fire on him his back radiated pain. He lean his body up hissed slightly, his lips a snare, leaning his head back when Liz gave him more of the pain medication, under her breath how much of a fucking fool and dunderhead he was, her hand checking his sautred wound,
"Liz I'm alright, for a moment I tried to be smart, letting them take my arm instead of you, my greatest treasure. I couldn't let Don do that," Jacob spoke his italian accent showing thought his eye trailed over to her seeing the stern shift in her eyebrows, she was concentrated, her fingers tracing his arm,
"I might only have one arm now but I think I can still carry you.." He stopped mid joyful joking feeling a tear fall on his arm, his eyes snapped wide, his eyes caught, her face went trail leaked down her left cheek onto the clean cut of what used to be his left arm. He stared at her worried his hand throbbing in pain coming from his back , it didn't matter she was the only thing that was worth worrying about, he held her cheek, whipping it away,
"Liz i know its bad" He let ou lifting his head turning to her the pain crawled down his neck as he touched his forehead with her, Liz stopped her eyes scanned over his face, he was concerned written over his body, his arm shook from trying to keep his hand cradling her face, Liz stared into his worried golden browns soft around the edges seeing his girl crying was something he never wanted to see and tried to avoid like a cold.
"When I got you here, you almost lost half your blood, that's when Sandel found me dragging you in, she kept your blood still as we took you to the hospital, where I could work on you,"
Liz explained her touch faintly held his stub where his arm was, Jacob felt the slight tremble from her fingers, he caressed her cheek bone a dopey smile on his face made her wonder if its from the drugs or hes trying to sooth her,
"So i scared you, well i guess that makes since that's how we met," Jacob's dopey smile grew his eyes squinted at the end where his smile lines met, Liz glared at him scathing he laughed holding her cheek,
"That was not the point Jacob, you were thinking with the part of your brian that screamed survival and it won," Liz said touching his head she closed her eyes making Jocob falter his smile faltered his hand tightened, Liz opened her eyes seeing the dopey smile was gone leaving a drugged but serious Jacob staring back at her fighting of the effects from the pain medication. She moved, touching the clean cut,
"You lived but at the cost of your arm," Liz wanted to say more her hand clenching onto the wound, her eyes watering, staring at him, almost desperate, so utterly terrified at what she almost lost, she didn't notice her nails digging into Jacob's arm but he couldn't feel it thankfully, he let go of her face and touched her hand, she halted her hand went limp as she kept her gaze in his,
"It's better than the cost of losing you Liz."
Jacob stared at her reverently. His thumb brushed over her curled knuckles, helping her ease the pressure off his wound. He stared at her with so much full devotion that his irises grew, staring at the woman who was bending over him, digging her nails in just to feel if he was still conscious enough to stop her,
"He was looking for a trinket, a prize to show his commitment. He would have killed you just to make it a point, and to watch me bleed out as he took what made my heart worth the blood pouring out of me,"
Liz's breath hitched as he moved her chin, grabbing it, he turned her, making her stare at him,
"I couldn't let him, I won't apologize for it, Liz, I can't," Jacob let out, dragging his finger over her lip. Dazed, Liz stared at him a silent blush when she heard him mumble under his breath,
"Now that we have gotten to this romantic point, tell me what's going on in that devastatingly brilliant head of yours my mad scientists ,"
She stared at him, debating whether to stare at him like he had grown another dick or take it seriously, she held onto his tight as he tried to ease her off his wound hissing as he let out a rough chuckle,
"Are you trying to wound me more than Don ha…" He stopped getting cut off. Liz uttered something that made him question if losing his arm made her brilliant brain mad. Liz explained in a cold detail of procedure.
"I can. I have another arm I can align your nerves that can attach to your brain, it would be like you had your arm back but metal attachment, no warmth yet i still have to invent a heating metal for the arm but you gave me no time,"
She explained it like she's reading it off a piece of analysis she had been thinking about since the start of the year while he sat there listening to her cleaning his knives, you would be surprised how many times they have started the day that way. Jacob smiled his hand on hers, taking her hand off his arm. An unbelievable chuckle escaped his lips, staring at her, doubtful but there it was a lingering optimism,
"My arm. You can give me another arm after I just lost it?" Jacon asked hesitantly, his hand lightly pulled at her, taking it off his wound her eyes took his, staring with such intensity it made the feeling from just a morning, it turned into a high cost meeting with Salvatore asking why Liz's inventions are costing more than his home.
"I can it will take a some time to do it, painful as hot burning irons, connecting the nerves might make you faint, make you wish you had chosen to leave it be, having one arm, it will made from screaming in pain to whaling crying for me to stop, I don't think you can handle that…
Jacob grabbed her hand stopping her, she was staring, analyzing the decapitated arm. The clean cut from a bite that should have been jagged, was clean, not irritated from her nails or from the pain, she traced a dark line on what's left of the arm it looked abnormal.
"This is the remnants of it. Jacob, if you want the new arm I can make it happen fast but the weeks of pain learning to live with it wont be difficult with the nerves are you…"
"Liz, I'm sure if you can give me this back I would forever be in your debt…" Jacob cut her off only for her to intervene, sitting up her tail bone at his side he smiled at her when he hears her,
"You already are you owe me for buying you the sword you wanted, it cost more then the arm i made," Liz stared at him unfazed her hand on his abdomen feeling the slight bump of his muscle, she glanced at his face seeing a pout of sorts one with shining eyes, fake brattiness she knew of too well.
"It was Hawks sword I needed it over the mantel you have Dexter's glasses there," Jacob countered a pout firmly on his lips his one hand made a weak point at her,
"That's not the point Jacob," Liz said slapping his hand down her eyes drift to the arm, her face a calculated frown her hand rubbed the muscle making him whine, he stopped the pout in place of a serious gaze, a tight lip frown on his face almost matched hers,
"I can start it now, it will be done Tuesday," Liz explained as her hands moved up his stomach to his chest feeling his heart beating under her small fragile hand, it beat faster under her. Liz looked up seeing the stare intensified, he stared at her like she was offering him a cure to go back into a fight he's been dreaming of for some time.
"How long until the breach crescendo?" Jacob inquired his hand shifts into a fist, LIz saw him reaching over taking his fist into her gentle hand,
"I will be thursday thats all the time that Salvtore gave us to heal and regroup, Avalon has been working for you with Ally to take your place, Luke has been handling the lab when im not there, taking care of the fool I married," Liz answered
"They have my back because I've had theirs. Its mutual trust and not being swamped with work, but trust nonetheless," Jacob retorted
"They did it for both and you're trying to restrict my attention, you are thinking of going with them?"
Jacob stared at her planning to sway Liz with a charming dopey smile she loved and mocked, he looked at her chin, then her lips a deep troubled frown. He didn't need to look at the rest to know what she's thinking
"You're thinking of the pain you're going to have to put me through, aren't you Liz? You've never been good at hiding it," Jacob huffed his hand on hers he lift it showing her there hands,
"This is what will keep me alive you, even when im sobbing into your shoulder when we were watching the deer die in that one movie, i dont think i can handle watching that again might prefer the arm," Jacob expressed his hand clenched hers
"You are impossible, I meant with the arm, the crescendo you're serious on this Jacob? I can't help you if i don't get straight answer," Liz let out her nails digged in and her gaze sent a severe glare at him leaning closer her nose almost touching, Jacob stared back into her eyes the golden browns he could feel his heart skip a beat hoping it wasn't his heart failing him from the blood lost.
"Liz i want to go to them, i wont let them leave here with me trying to train my arm like its the first time on a bike but this time its a metal arm,"
"Not quite metal but mostly," Liz said
Jaconb stopped for a moment, staring at her blankly before pulling her hand to his lips, kissing it, he kept his dark browns into hers as he spoke,
"I want to go there. I want to see the bastard that tried to take you from me, and finish him off. Even if you tried to stop me, put a padlock on my arms, I will even try."
Liz stared at him, watching the gleam in his eyes the tight hold he had on her hand, on his lip the slight tremble as he waited for her response. He wasn't going to let this go, he was going to try and do it with or without the arm. She gave him one last of her stern steel glare before she heard him saying,
"Think I can't weld a sword with my mouth, i think i can try…maybe my pistol hold with my teeth and pull the trigger with my tongue while my other hand holds the other,"
Liz sighed and covered her head with their hands she let out a laugh that sounded broken but was held together by him, she held onto him tighter and spoke,
"You are utterly ridiculous then if you are going to be there I have to start"
Before he could celebrate she interrupted him her voice back to the stern steal he loved so dearly,
"If you want to be there you're going to be the best you can be, Jacob I'm going to help you until you faint."