As he spoke his final word, he gently and tenderly kissed her soft lips, letting the tears flow freely onto her cheeks, and as she started to kiss him back, his eyes shot open in surprise.
They kissed for what seemed like an eternity before he took her in his arms, hugging her, never wanting to let her go.
In a weak voice, Cat whispered “You said you would protect me, and you did. I heard your voice in the dark, and I followed your beautiful words back to the light, back to you.”
“I love you” was all he could reply, choking back yet more tears. He wasn’t normally the crying type.
After the tender moment passed, Cat, who was remarkably unscathed, tended to Miller’s wounds. Then after convincing him she would be fine, and against his protests, she dived back into the depths in search of a radio.
“It’s a good job these are waterproof” she laughed, tugging at her special jumpsuit, as she bobbed back up to the surface.
“Yes, or we’d be stuck here without a prayer” Miller agreed.
“Hawk’s Nest, this is Thrush2, repeat, Thrush2, over.”
“This is Hawk’s Nest, reading you loud and clear, what is your situation? Over.”
“Mayday, Mayday, we have been shot from the sky, I repeat, the egg is no longer on the spoon. Need recovery team immediately, over.”
"Affirmative, give us your location. We shall deploying recovery team immediately, over.”
After the report, Cat rejoined Miller, and they cuddled closed together to shield themselves from the biting cold wind, soon to be safely back at Headquarters.