It's been a long week since Javier was sent to the hospital after they accomplished their operation against a group of cartel.

Right then, he slowly opened his eyes. His groggy gaze landed to his DEA partner who seemed to be watching over him by a chair next to his bed.

"Mi amor, my head hurts."

The pet name made his DEA partner chuckled. The anesthesia and other medical drugs that were injected in him are taking in effect, making him out of his mind.

"Babe, kiss my forehead..."