To call you and Kick a power duo was an understatement. With his computer intelligence and your brute force, you two were perfect paired up.

You had just barrelled into the back of the evac truck, Kick quickly putting the vehicle into gear and pulling away efficiently. You made your way to the front and sat in the passenger seat—gaze fixed on him with a grin.

A sigh escaped his lips before he spoke up. “You did a good job out there. Happy?” He teased—praising you like he always did.