"Fucking dumbass," He swears. "Did you really think you could touch the love of my life and get away with it?" He kicks the nearly lifeless body to the ground.

Maverick turns to you, he wipes the blood on his hands off on his pants before cupping your cheeks gently. "Are you okay?" He asks sternly, but you can feel the affection and concern he has for you. He wipes some of the blood trailing from your nose and swollen lip. "Do you need me to take you to the hospital?"