My Navy Specialist

Don't Make Me Beg

ALICE

I just stare at the blood for a little bit, still in shock. Liam is injured and I did not even see it. He must be in a lot of pain and he did not give anything away. I quickly throw a bite of food down my throat and decide to go look for him. I grab my first aid kit and run out the door. I walk through the corridor and I realize I do not even know where to find him.

I walk around aimlessly and I am just about to give up when I see him standing against a wall staring out of one of the small windows. I like to put my arms around him and feel his warmth against my skin, letting his scent envelop my entire being but I exercise the little self-control that I have left and walk up to him.

"Liam?"

He turns around and the frown that was deeply creased on his face turns into gratification.

"Dr. Mitchell"

I smile shyly and look down, just blushing a little. This is the first time he called me Dr. Mitchell. It has an effect on me when he calls me doctor. I look back up and my eye catches the unmistakable bullet wound on his broad shoulder. I gently put my hand on his shoulder and move the material of the shirt aside to see the damage. I feel a slight tremor under my touch.

"Liam, you are hurt...god! Why didn’t you tell me?"

"Oh, that...yeah I completely forgot about that"

He looks at my hand on his shoulder and smiles.

"Uhm...let me help you please, let me have a look? Is there somewhere we can go?"

"Oh, sure"

He turns around and walks to his room, not so far away.

"Do you think it's such a good idea to go into your room?"

"Why not?"

"Oh, just a small little thing called Dr. Dickson?"

His head falls backward and he laughs as if I made a funny joke but then his face turns serious again when he sees I am not laughing.

"I'm sorry...were I serious? Helena...well, Helena isn't really the caring type...I don't even think she's every been in my room before. Please come in"

I look around and walk in hesitantly. I lead him to his bed to sit down. His eyes follow my every move and he does everything I say under my soft touch.

"Please take off your shirt, I need to see your wound"

He gives me a cocky smile and slowly removes his shirt. I knew that the man before me was well built but this is a ridiculously, breath-stealing, indefinable masterpiece sitting in front of me. I am trying to regain some sort of respectability around him but I can not control the flush shifting inside the very foundation of my being. I swallow visibly. He sees my blush shining like a beacon for all to see. His cocky smile returns on his face and he knows what he is doing to me.

"Will you stop it!"

"What are you talking about?"

His smile deepens and he pops a muscle on his arm. I slap his good shoulder playfully but that was the biggest mistake I could have made. I feel the firmness of his muscle under my hand and I quickly avert my attention to his wound. I sit down next to him opening my first aid kit and get out an alcohol wipe to clean the wound. I slowly and softly cleans the wound and he only wince a little.

"Let me know if I hurt you"

"It's going to take a lot more to hurt me...GOD!!...what are you doing??"

"I said let me know when I hurt you, not bite my head off, you big baby"

I laugh a little and secretly, enjoying bringing this cocky man to his knees.

"It was just a quick injection nothing a big Navy Seal like yourself can not handle, right?

"An injection? You just injected me?"

"Yes, I did. Is there a problem?"

He looks away from me and avoids my eyes.

"No...no of course not"

"Oh my...Are you afraid of needles?"

As I say the words he winces a little and his skin color changes to a lighter shade. He stares at the floor. I love how his vulnerability shines through. I always see this big chiseled man but deep down his only a little boy afraid of needles. I smile softly.

"I know, it's really okay if you are. Your secret is safe with me"

"It's just kind of embarrassing...you know?"

He blushes and I think it's the best color on him. I finish up and then put on a bandage over the wound.

"There, all done. Don't change the dressing, rather go to someone in medical to change it for you, okay?'

He looks up at me in amazement as if he did not expect me to be finished so soon.

"Thank you for this, it feels amazing, like as if nothing was wrong in the first place"

Now, it is my turn to blush. I close my kit and then stand up to walk to the door.

"Dr. Mitchell?"

"Yeah...and please, it's Alice"

"Okay, Alice...would you mind changing my dressing when needed? Your touch is unbelievably soft and I did not even feel you putting in the stitches. That's of course if it's not beneath you to do?"

I feel a little prickle of excitement bubbling inside my core. He wants me to help him.

"No, no...I can do that but you know Helena is more than capable to help you too?"

"Uhm...yes of course, that's true...of course"

Dammit Alice!! What did I just do?? I turn the doorknob and open the door.

"Alice, wait, please"

"Yes?"

"I would really like it if you would change my dressing. Don't make me beg?"

I laugh a little and then nod my head, trying to contain my excitement.

"Of course I will, Liam"

I turn and walk away, feeling complete happiness.

LIAM

I sit on my bed and stares at the door that I just closed. I jump up and air fist pump.

"Yes!"

Fuck!! Liam! What am I doing?? I got a girl!! Dammit! I have got more important things to think of now! I have to get my ass out of here, I got things to do!! I quickly put on my clothes and walk out the door. I called all the commanding officers together to discuss the plan of action.

"You all are aware of the situation. Bravo1 will be going at 14:00 to clear the sector and then evacuation will take place at 0:00. I have given each of you, your missions. Please people, I do not need to tell you that this is a matter of life and death. Remember your training and let's get these people to safety. HOOAH!!"

The officers all air fist pump and shout hooah. I dismiss them and just then Helena walks up to me.

"Hey"

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

I know I look a bit uncomfortable while I look around to see if anyone sees me with her.

"I wanted to-...What is that?"

She points to my wound.

"Oh I got hurt on the mission. Nothing too serious"

"Well, I am glad to hear that but I actually want to know, who dressed your wound? Cause I did not see you in the sickbay?"