working on something similar, but she’d heard of no advances yet. “How did you get approval to work on this?”
He shrugged, “I didn’t. But I was one of the original doctors that began working on it when it became an epidemic, and I was the one that made all the progress. Now, roll up your sleeves.”
“You’re not injecting me with whatever that is, Gun.” Damon backed away a step.
“If I have to hold you down and have Dani here do it, then I will. At least three of us will have a chance against this virus. And we might be the difference between life and death for this camp.”
His eyes were narrowed, and there was a tick in his jaw, but Damon didn’t comment. Dani turned the attention back to herself, “I don’t know what that is and I’m with Damon. You’re not injecting me with it.”
Gunner had short sleeves, so instead of answering the questions, he merely injected himself with the first syringe. Once he was done, he put a bandage on and then picked up a second syringe. “Look, I’m one of the brightest minds out there and I don’t give a shit about government regulation. They only want a preventable solution for American troops and doctors. I don’t think the big brass care one way or the other if everyone here dies or not. But I do. And I believe everyone deserves a cure.”
“I don’t think that’s true; they care. They’ve been working on a cure for years now,” Dani protested. She believed in what she was doing. She believed in the CDC, even though they hadn’t made any real strides yet in finding that cure for humans.
“True or not, I want to be able to help, and this is part of what I’m working on. This anti-virus won’t do any damage, and it just might stop us from getting infected. And if this is your mutated virus, we need all the help we can get.”
“You can trust him, Dani.” Damon was still glaring at the needle in Gunner’s hand, but his voice was calm, and something about his faith made her believe.
“You really think this will work?” she asked.
Gunner nodded. “It can’t hurt, and we’ve got to figure out what is going on before the infection begins to spread.”
“Do you have any more? What about the rest of my team?”
Dani rolled up her sleeve and Gunner stabbed the needle in before she changed her mind. The pinch lasted only a moment before he was done and applying the bandage.
“I don’t have enough to inoculate anyone else. I’m sorry, Dani, but everyone else will have to use normal precautions when handling the sick. I’m also going to want to check our blood and take samples as well, which means more needles, tough guy. My lab is up and running, so I will be able to synthesize this serum, but it will take some time.”
Damon had taken a couple of silent steps toward the door. Dani hadn’t even noticed. She’d been too intent on making the decision to accept the shot. She reached out and grabbed his hand. “You need to do this too. Especially since you talked me into trusting your friend.”
“I don’t have to like this,” Damon said. He squeezed her hand and let her roll up his sleeve. All the muscles bulged in his arm as he stood stock still and waited.
“Stop being a baby and relax or this is going to hurt more than it needs to,” Gunner said.
“Just fucking get it over with, asshat.”
Dani smothered another smile and held onto his hand. He was being a baby, but it was kind of cute as well. That such a tough guy was scared of needles was endearing and made him more human in her eyes. Not that kissing the socks right off of her hadn’t done the same thing, but she’d always viewed him in the way someone views a wild animal. With respect and from a distance.
He sucked in a breath as Gunner gave him the shot, but he stood still. His thumb rubbed across her knuckles back and forth, betraying his agitation, but overall, he did well. Taking the bandage from Gunner, Dani applied it to Damon’s arm and then leaned in and gave
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