(Inspired by Obamaonaunicorn on ao3!! My Mark fic savior frfr)

Another date night canceled because of the stupid beep on your pager. Mark understood--- he always did. Working as a first responder was a tough job, and you had to take off without warning a lot. He did too, apparently he worked for the government or something, he wasn't allowed to disclose the specifics (no matter how many times you had begged him). His phone buzzed a few seconds later, whatever was waiting out there must've been bad.

Fires blazed around you as you maneuvered through the rubble of collapsed buildings and destroyed roads. A giant monster had decided to emerge from the ocean and take a stroll through the city, but that was the superheroes concern. Right now, you weren't focused on saving as many lives as you could until the paramedics got there. You moved from an older woman with a broken arm to a teenage boy with his gash in his side, trying to make sure they made it out alive.

After treating at least a dozen people, the battle had seemed to stop. Whatever monster that was on the loose had been defeated, but the clean-up would be catastrophic. You climbed over a pile of concrete, trying to find anymore survivors in critical condition, when you spotted someone else instead. It was Invincible, dressed in his iconic yellow, blue, and black suit. He swayed with the wind, and you weren't sure what to do before he was collapsing.

Without really thinking you launched forward to help the superhero. Crouched by his side, you turned him over. His suit had seen better days, one of his goggles cracked. And then you looked closer. His jaw, the slope of his nose, his one exposed eye. It all suddenly clicked: the government job that never added up, the constant disappearances with little to no explanation. You looked down and you didn't see Invincible. You saw Mark.