Just a Flesh Wound (Patreon)

A/N: This is a Leon x Chris fic for @c1a1r3r3df1e1d on Tumblr and other people who ship these two. I never thought about shipping these two until recently. So here goes!

Words: 1,492 Contains: Angst, Fluff, Blood, Injury.

Leon and Chris standing side to side as both are emptying their ammunition into an onslaught of infected, the area around them was a collapsed building, some wooden planks and other such flammable debris lit the darkening wreckage as night was on it's way. Both men were covered in blood, dirt and sweat as both were pulled into this mess by being in the wrong place at the right? time. It would have been a lot worse if they hadn't been in the area when everything broke loose. Leon stepping back as he reaches for some more ammunition, however there were no spare magazines in his pockets, they weren't planning on having to fight, let alone fight this many infected and lickers. "Shit.." He says while pulling his knife from the back of his belt seeing a licker coming straight towards him. He stands upright and lowers his shoulders in defeat as he watches the creature running at him and Chris. "Licker!" Leon calls out over the shots as he pushed Chris out of the way, rolling away from his spot to get away from the claws coming down where they both stood.

Catching himself after being pushed to the side, Chris turns to aim up at the licker trying his best to get an angle on the creature without Leon being in the crossfire. He watches Leon manage to parry a couple of swipes before kicking the licker in the head causing it to stand upright swinging it's arms randomly, Leon had no room to step back any further and get out of the way as the claws swipe his right side. Being thrown into the rubble to his left Leon did his best to hold out his knife in defense as Chris had knelt on one knee finally able to shoot at the licker, his eyes flicking over to Leon who's arm drops to his lap. Taking out the Licker Chris waits a second and makes sure it doesn't move before standing up and running to Leon's side, placing his assault rifle to the ground he looks over Leon who wasn't moving, blood staining his jeans and shirt as his leather jacket had cuts in the entire right side. "Leon?.. Shit." Chris says as he pressed his hands on the smaller man's side causing his features to wince.

Familiar sounds of a helicopter was heard and a bright spotlight shines down onto the two agents. Chris waits for the chopper to land before pulling the strap of his assault riffle over his shoulder and takes Leon's combat knife from his limp hand before scooping him up in his arms, pressing Leon's right side tight to Chris' front he runs as fast as he can to climb in the vehicle. "HURRY TO THE CLOSEST HOSPITAL! NOW!!" Chris shouts in desperation and over the loud sound of the chopper before the pilot sees the state of the D.S.O. Agent and nods taking to the sky, not waiting to get to a safe height before heading for a B-line towards the hospital. Chris sat on the floor, Leon in his arms as he lets one of the other officers try his best to wrap Leon's torso tight with multiple bandages, they needed to stop the bleeding or he was going to bleed out very quickly.

Leon felt cold, his skin pale and lips blue as he opened his eyes slightly, seeing Chris looking down at him with worried deep blue eyes. Leon's body started to tremble with his body going into shock. Chris looks up and around hoping they were close to a hospital before looking back down to the man in his arms, wiping his blood covered glove on his leg before placing it to Leon's cheek. "Hang in there, Leon. We're almost at a hospital." He assured, his voice loud but yet still so quiet compared to the vehicle they were in.  Leon gives a nod and closed his eyes as a smirk pulled at the corners of his lips.  "It's just a flesh wound.." He said weakly, Chris being able to read lips and just shakes his head with a chuckle of his own.  "On your death bed and making a Monty Python joke, figures." He said to himself looking back up as he felt them lowering, landing on the roof of the hospital, few nurses and a doctor waiting at the door to the roof.

Chris lifts Leon into his arms once again, feeling his limp, cold body in his arms he felt his chest ache and heart race as he steps out of the chopper and runs to the medical staff. Seeing Chris was more than capable to carry Leon they lead his down the stairs not wasting any time taking the elevator as they needed to stabilise the bleeding out man. Placing Leon down on a bed he hurried behind the the medical team as they rush him down the hall and through some double doors, one of the nurses stopping him in his tracks not allowing him to come into the operating room as another nurse aware of the situation had been called to take care of Chris. Making sure his own wounds were taken care of and he was looked after while Leon was in the operating room Chris was lead to a lounge in the closest waiting area to the room Leon was fighting for his life in.

-----*3 Hours Later*-----

Chris sat with his hands folded, leaning his elbows on his knees as his chin was being held up by this thumbs, his index fingers pressed to his lips, a scowl across his brows the entire time he waited. "Chris?!" Called a familiar female voice as Claire lightly jogged over to her big brother who looked in her direction and stands to his feet to meet her. She wraps her arms around his mid section  in a hug as Chris wrapped his arms around her shoulders holding her close. "Are you okay? I came as fast as I could after you called." She said pulling away and brushing the crusted blood from her front as she saw how much there was on her brother's front. "Is this.." "Yeah.." He replied knowing exactly what his sister was about to say. "Shit.. How did he stay alive that long?" She replied looking up to Chris who only shook his head, his eyes to the ground. "Hey... He'll pull through." She said gently rubbing his forearm with a smile on her face, trying to cheer him up.

As Chris looks up to Claire he was about to say something when a man called Chris's name, his head turning to the doctor and racing over to him, brow sweating with anxiety. "Is he alright?" Was the first thing he said as he stood in front of the doctor. Claire follows her brother who looks behind to her when the doctor leads them both to the private room they had Leon in. Opening the door for them the doctor steps aside as Chris made his way inside the room, seeing Leon laying on his back, an oxygen tube hooked over his hears as it rest in his nose, wires connected to his chest with an IV and blood bag in his left arm and blood oxygen attached to his finger. Feeling his chest tighten Chris almost tripped over his own feet as he made his way towards the pale Leon. Claire listens to the doctor as he explains his condition and what was still needed to be done before he leaves to let them be alone with the patient, she walks over to take a chair and pulls it over to Chris so he could sit down beside Leon. Chris not hesitating sits down and reaches to take Leon's hand in his crusty, bloody gloves, Claire placing a hand on her brother's nape as she stands beside him.

"It will take more than this to take him away from you, I'm sure he wouldn't let that happen." She assured, rubbing her hand on Chris' upper back comfortingly as he didn't take his eyes from Leon's face. Feeling the warmth on his left hand Leon's eyes flutter open, looking around to see the white and blue room, tilting his head slightly to the left he saw Claire and Chris at his side. "Hey, you two... What's the special occasion?" He asked weakly, a small smirk cracking his lips in his anesthetised stooper.  "Shut up." Chris said as he leaned forwards and pressed his lips to Leon's before pressing his forehead to the other's. " I though you were gonna die on me." Chris said looking up into Leon's own eyes. "You know me... I'm stubborn." He shrugged weakly before angling his head up to kiss Chris once again, a small peck to his lover's lips his humour leaving for a moment of seriousness. "Honestly... I thought I was going to die as well."