I'm going in and out of consciousness as he try's to get me to safety away from this war. The sound of metal clanking metal and screams of hurt and loss and anger fill my ears. I try and block it out, it's so hard to block out the cry's of war.

He's helping me.We're enemy's, opposite sides. But us? I've loved him ever since I've looked into those frosty grey eyes three years ago. Helping me is a death sentence to him if they find out. Because I'm supposed to be his enemy.

I can feel his pants as he runs into the surrounding forest, getting as far as possible from any signs of danger. "Hold on Liz your doing great, keep looking at me" he breaths out and we finally come to a stop. I don't know how long it's been, I know we're no where near the battle anymore.

He sets me onto the ground softly and examines the wound in my side, he grimaces when he sees it.

The peice of his shirt he wrapped around my side is now soaking through with blood, its not holding. He runs a hand through his hair and rips off another peice of his shirt, "why did you let this happen" he mutters to himself, he carefully takes the bloodied cloth off of my side, I wince out in pain. "I know I know" he whispers. He quickly wraps it with the new one, tightly to prevent further bleeding.

He tucks a peice of hair behind my ear, "I'm here liz, just look at me, breath" he wipes a tear that slid down my cheek and grabs my hand intertwining it with his own.

"Their going to wonder where you are" I whisper, "and if they find you... with me, their going to kill you for helping me" I whisper.

"Shhh liz, I don't give a damn what they think, nothing will ever tear me apart from you" he says it without hesitation. "It will take more than a few men to take me away from you," his gaze lingers on my face "I'm never leaving your side again" he says softly,

"we both know that's no poss-" he cuts me off "I'm going to make it possible, because there's no way I'm going back to them and leaving you alone again, I'm not leaving you again liz, never"

I look up at him.

"We should leave, go to a place where we're not seperatef by war, go somewhere we're not forced to be enemies. Where we can just love eachother without pretending to hate eachother." He grins "because I want to spend every minute of my life by your side"

I smile weakly up at him. "I'd love to runaway with you, Alexander" his fingers brush my cheeks

"Get rest, you need to heal, and we need to get moving tomorrow so they don't find us liz"