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It wasn't the first time he came close to death. In his line of work, it happened quite often. But this time, for a few minutes, he was dead.
When she saw him lying, lifeless, on the floor of the Jumper, her breath caught in her throat. It was only when she heard his heart beat that she breathed again.
She hadn't realized it before this moment, but in the two weeks they worked together, she had come to rely on him. She didn't know if she could do it without him.
And frankly, she didn't want to imagine it.
Fin.