Breaking Hearts and Making Promises

Sly sat still in the rain with his back against the soil bags. Payton lied motionless at her vantage point and watched the pile through her scope. She waited patiently for any movement whatsoever from Sly and hovered her finger just off the trigger. Her hands were steady and her attention so focused that she had to remind herself to breathe and blink. Then, she flinched. She thought she heard something in the hallways just outside the room she was in.