A/N: This has got to be my favourite chapter so far. Read on to find out why!

Kendall groaned, reaching behind to try to disarm it. If only she had a mirror... she felt for the wires, drawing up a mental map of where they were placed. She wasn't trained in disarming bombs, and she only had 3 minutes. There was no bomb squad dispatched in this weird place, and by the time they came, it would blow up.

The front door burst open. Blake only had a moment to look relieved, before his eyes drifted to the bomb. "How did this happen?" His eyes were full of pain and worry, as if he was meeting death itself, and not that Kendall was the one that was doomed.

"Get away from me!" Kendall quickly got up and ran. She disappeared into a room, locking it behind her. She leaned against it as Blake pushed it, trying to force it open.

"Open up!" He boomed, but she refused to.

"Save yourself, Blake. Take the others out of here."

He was mortified. "And leave you here to die?"

Kendall gulped back her sorrow. This was the end, then. "What other plan do you have in mind?"

This gave Blake the energy to kick the door down. Kendall had to run to get out of harm's way, and with all her might, crashed through the class to break into the service lift area. "Go away!" She yelled, as he followed.

She thought she could shake him off, but he landed right after her, crashing through the glass himself. Kendall had grimaced when she crashed through, but Blake's injuries were worse. He crashed in a way that would have caused him to land poorly, showing that he wasn't thinking rationally.

Kendall was on the floor, and slid on her back away from Blake. "I... I don't want you hurt."

Blake fell to the floor, holding his chest. He was in utter pain. "I don't want you hurt. It would kill me."

Kendall was anxious about his injuries, completely forgetting about the bomb that would likely end her life. She was conflicted between going to help him or staying away. She looked down at the bright red clock counting down. The red numbers were just like the colour of blood. "No Blake, this would kill you."

He was holding his wound, curling into a tight ball. Seeing him in pain gripped Kendall's heart as she swiftly dived forward. Midway, she continued, "It would pain me worse than death if I knew that I didn't save you, even if I could. I don't want you to die because of me..."

In a flash, he had her pinned towards him. He turned her around, reaching for the wires. He was merely acting to be in pain, to lure her towards him so that he could defuse it. Sure, he was in pain, but it didn't match what he felt when he saw her at death's door.

"Hey!" She tried to wiggle out, but he held her wrists firmly. They locked eyes with severe intensity. Blake's breathing was rugged and uneven. He locked her into place, so that she couldn't move.

"Please stop moving. The more you do this, the more doomed we are." He said, in a surprisingly smooth voice now.

Next, the task force burst through the door. They must have followed the trail of Kendall's and Blake's blood. "Sergeant..." They said, horrifyingly trailing their eyes to the bomb.

"I need you to evacuate the place. Call the bomb squad." Blake commanded, not lifting his attention away from the wires.

Jacob stepped forward, his eyes bloodshot. "They wouldn't make it in time. Besides, you don't have any experience with defusing bombs..."

"--Go!" Blake shouted and the team hesitantly backed out towards the door. Wren wasn't with them, and they were missing Hans and Cassidy as well. The rest were bruised and in quite a bad shape. They couldn't tell if the mission was a success or not. Quietly, Siobhan escorted the weeping hostage out of harm's way, whispering comforting words. The rest looked like they were mourning.

"Hey, don't look like that. Chin up." Blake said to Jacob, who was still watching them in disbelief. He was distraught that the two of them were as good as dead. He watched between the two of them, still refusing to leave.

"I can help you..." Jacob tried to tell Kendall, who shook her head.

"It's okay. I'll stay with her." Blake told him. "It's my choice. We always agreed that we all had the right to choose, and if one of us made a definite choice, the other couldn't argue against it, remember. This is my definite choice."

Kendall thought of what the 2017 Jacob had told her. "And treat Laura well. She's always wandering around in different timeframes, so she might disappear. Cherish her-- that's the same piece of advice you gave me... about him." She nodded towards Blake, her cheeks turning red. Was this a blush? Blake looked slightly amused.

Jacob nodded and quickly gave Blake a bro hug. Kendall felt bad and looked away, until he left, giving commands. Now, he was second-in-charge.

"I'm still adamant that you should leave." She told him. Despite her being in such a precarious position, she couldn't fight her blush. He was straddling her, to keep her from running away.

Surprisingly, he laughed lightly. "I'm not going anywhere." He pulled out a wire. "I think I can defuse it. Meanwhile, can you try making a time warp?" If it was him tied to the bomb, he wouldn't care. He wasn't afraid of death, but he was afraid for Kendall's death. She was the one tied to it, and he needed to save her... His breathing hitched as he tried to focus away from the thoughts of her blowing to shreds.

Kendall closed her eyes, but failed terribly. "I guess I can't. But you're being silly. Why the heck would you want to risk your life for me?"

He sighed a little. "I can't believe that you still don't see it."

"Don't see what?"

"Kendall, you said I was your enemy, right? Well, you also told me a lot of things about myself. Things I wouldn't just tell anyone."

Kendall bit her lip, regretting what she did. She was a horrible liar.

"And the way you looked at me... I wasn't your enemy. We were something way more, weren't we?"

Her eyes fell to the floor. She couldn't think straight when he was in this position. Her breath was catching in her throat.

Blake didn't need an answer. He smiled, warmly. "Well, point is, it's fated. Whatever I must have felt back then... I feel it now."

Kendall was trying to fathom what he was saying. Everytime she looked up to those eyes, her facade crumbled. All this while, she was pretending that he didn't mean anything to her. She called him an enemy and tried to shrug her feelings away. She didn't know what those feelings were, but she knew them now. She suddenly felt nervous as he pinned her down. Given any other situation, if it wasn't a life-or-death situation, she wouldn't know what she would do. Her lower lip trembled a little.

"Must you really talk about this now?"

Blake pulled back a little, his eyebrows knit together. He was half-crouching, in a thinking position similar to Kendall's. Sometimes, he would pause for a while and look upwards, as if summoning his knowledge. Then, he use a sharp tip of the knife Kendall threw to cut a wire. Kendall gasped a little, waiting for an explosion. Moments passed and the coast seemed to be clear.

Now, he pulled open a metal compartment with a stub of the chair leg she used earlier. He reached up and pulled a bobby pin from Kendall's hair, causing some strands to fly loose. This sudden contact made her shudder a little. She was quiet to allow him to concentrate and silently reciting her prayers. Please keep Jo safe, and Macy, and T-- She thought of how Tessa died. And keep mom safe, and everyone else. Even Laura and Jacob and Nikki and...

"Are you thinking of your will?" He asked innocently, pulling at something real hard. When the thing came loose, Kendall moved along with it. She winced at the pull, and Blake looked very pained whenever she was hurt.

"Concentrate." She told him, trying to ignore his breath on her cheek. She turned away, trying to find a position in which she wouldn't be in such close contact, so that she wouldn't feel as if she was on fire. Or maybe the thing had exploded already..? Which would explain the heat she felt. She continued her thinking as he used a makeshift wrench to pull something at the strap on her shoulder.

"Damn it, I have no idea how to do this dang thing." He admitted, falling back a little. He closed his eyes in defeat.

Instead, Kendall inched closer, clutching his hand for a short while. "Hey, it's okay. Just go." She said softly. Perhaps, if she tried, she could do the convincing ability that Nikki had...

He suddenly sat up as if he had an idea. Quickly, he reached for her hourglass necklace."What..?" She murmured, shying away. However, he had his hand on it and locked eyes with her. He seemed to have a glint to his expression, as if he knew something... He suddenly winced a little, from the pain he must have felt every time he held an hourglass. He was searching for a memory...

He snapped awake, ignoring his pain. This caused Kendall to watch him silently, but he handled the bomb with steady reassurance. He looked so pleased, she thought she heard him whistle melodically. He wrenched something open. "There it is." He said, but he moved her sideways so she couldn't see what he was holding. Kendall waited for a while, holding her breath. She waited for her reprieve--the words that the bomb was deactivated and that they were both going to be okay.

Instead, he dropped his hand down and sighed. Kendall felt her stomach twist with worry as she tried to urge him once again to go. She shifted a little, trying to push him off, but he kept still as a rock.

He chuckled a little, leaning closer. This was definitely for his own pleasure. "I don't care if I die."

She chided him. "You can't just ignore that! Quick, or I'm defusing this bomb myself."

He was just inches away now, focusing his attention back to the bomb. "Okay, fine. I'm only doing this because I don't want you to die."

"That makes the two of us. And I don't want to get you involved." She tried one last time to shift away, but his grip was too strong. He was staring at her intensely again. Can't he just focus?

He coughed a little, resuming his plucking. She didn't know what he was doing, because she couldn't see it. "Tell me more about our relationship, before you meddled with 2016."

She sighed. "I guess we were more... civil. We were each other's listening ear."

He shook his head. "Are you sure we even liked each other?" Kendall's breath caught in her throat when he said those words, and he smiled a little, seemingly enjoying her shock. He continued, "Maybe it's because back then we weren't in such dangerous positions, were we?"

"No. All this only happened because I changed the timeframes."

"Well, I'm glad you did. Whatever you did drove us together. If what you said was true, we weren't that close back then, like we are now."

Kendall gulped. "We are..?"

He continued fiddling with it. Hadn't 3 minutes passed already? Kendall asked him how much time has passed and he said that there were 1 minute 30 seconds left. He continued speaking. "Tell me more about yourself, then. I feel like I still have more to know, to catch up with that plethora of information you have up there." He touched his hand to her head, but after a moment passed, he didn't put it down. He traced it lower, causing Kendall to feel so nervous. She felt like she was going to explode. Which was what would really happen soon...

At this thought, she snapped. "We're going to die. You don't care..."

"Well, we're dying together." His hand traced to the back of her head now, the other just half-heartedly fiddling with the bomb.

"You're crazy." She gently pushed him away, but they both laughed. "Fine. My life was incredibly ordinary. I like the colour black and I prefer dogs to cats. What else do you need to know." She rolled her eyes, joking a little. Whatever. Perhaps there'd be no regrets if they just died like this... Now, she snapped awake. No, he can't die too.

"You know I don't just want that. I want to know everything. Besides, your life is not ordinary at all."

Her heart was going crazy inside of her. Was it possible for hearts to explode..? "Yeah, you're right. I'm about to die by the hands of a crazy killer I just killed out of revenge. He planted a bomb on me. That part is not ordinary." She pointed out.

He was a little taken aback and confused, then proceeded to stare at her intently. "That's not what I meant. What I meant was that your life is nothing ordinary, because you're amazing, biscuit."

She was speechless. That one word threw her off completely. However, to avoid broaching the subject, she told him simply. "We have to solve that silly nickname." This earned a laugh from him.

"Well, if we died like this, I'd have one regret." Blake told her. Now, he felt slightly shy, which amused Kendall.

"What is it?" She said, her legs turning into jelly. She felt like she was going to fade into a puddle of joy and excitement, in spite of her about to die. By now, she had accepted her fate.

He looked playful as he replied slowly, "That I'd never get to do this--" Quickly, he crushed her lips against hers. She gasped a little, totally not expecting that. When she had recovered from her shock, she could feel him moving too, pressing her closer. The hand was still on the back of her head, pulling her towards him. She couldn't tell if she had fallen onto him, or it was him that pulled her. Anyways, she had her eyes closed and was kissing him back. Earlier, he seemed to be silently pleading for a response from her. Now that she was kissing him back, he felt relieved, collapsing against her.

She pulled him down to the floor with her as she smiled against his lips. She pulled back a little, opening her eyes. Now that he was no longer pinning her in that position, she could see the clock on the bomb. It read 00:00. Her jaw dropped and she stared at him, horrified. It's going to erupt...

"Relax." He told her, still keeping the same distance. "I defused it a while ago." He held up a small chip with dark green wiring. It was half-detached and sparked a little occasionally. "That person that took you was smart to put a deactivation chip in the strap, the last place any normal person would look for. He put a fake one in the centre of the wiring too. I discovered both earlier, but was unsure which one really worked. You see, the deactivation chip needs to be close to the thing operating it, in order for it to explode. Pull it out, and it'd be fine. He put it at the angle so that you wouldn't be able to reach it and if you put the wrong chip, the thing would go off. You would only be able to reach the fake one and if you pulled it, you'd be dead. I almost pulled it; I almost killed us..."

"You... what?" She was gaping, still trembling. He pulled her close, such that his jaw was resting lightly on the top of her head. His hands were around her, and she naturally put her hands around him too.

"I tried to remember my training from the previous 2016 timeframe, hence I touched your hourglass. Thankfully, I remembered how the one that's the hardest to find is the right one, and that you'd need to--"

Before he could finish, she reached up and crashed her lips onto his. Their kisses fluctuated from light to firm, but they both liked the pressure. It showed how much they liked each other, yet satisfied the wanting they both had for a while now. She never felt like this in the previous 2016 timeframe. She was thankful that in the time spent together, her feelings grew and she got to fall for him all over again. She pulled him closer, as he lifted the earlier pressure he had so that they were equals again. Her heart fluttered, as if she was flying.

"I don't care." She chuckled against him, full of disbelief. They were alive. Alive! Any time soon, they could have their happily ever after... She was in his arms again, leaning against him. He was warm and sturdy. "We are alive."

She would chide him later for how he never told her and led to her thinking that she might actually die. For now, she stayed in his arms, happy to be safe. She traced her fingers on his arm. "I didn't know you learnt this in the previous 2016 timeframe." Out of all the miracles that happened, what pleased her the most was that he was alive, too, and they could spend longer with each other. She felt as if she was aflame, bursting with joy.

" I can't believe how you underestimate me, I learnt how to do these kind of things, okay?" He smiled warmly as she touched her own cold fingers to his cheek. He quickly kissed her forehead.

"So you didn't tell me because you wanted to do... that? Sly." She laughed.

"Mmhmm." He told her, laughing along too.

Everything was okay. She was safe. She just needed to find the backstabber. How hard could it be?

But for now, she just wanted to enjoy this moment, in his embrace.