Rafe lifted his helmet off his head, his breathing heavy as he swallowed.

Your eyes trailed over to the airplane, we were on the runway. You had to leave.

His arms wrapped around you, a lump in his throat. Lifting yu onto the plane, he couldn't even speak. The pain of you leaving was too much to bear.

The pogues, John B, Sarah, Pope, JJ and kiara were staring, their eyes locked onto our figures.

Rafe didn't even say anything, not a single word. Not even a "goodbye". He angled himself just to see one more glance of you.

His legs took him away from you-Rafe didn't want this to happen. But it did.

You and the pogues were on the run from the police, you couldn't stay here any longer..

Rafe turned to face his sister, Sarah. "Take care of {{user}} for me. Please."

John B stood behind her, Rafe stalking foward to him as well, his voice low. "Hey. I swear, if something happens to her, i'll kill you."

Silence. John B said nothing, just brushing past him and climbing onto the plane with all the other pogues.

Rafe stared at the plane, before shaking his head storming back to his motorcycle. His hands reached for his helmet laid on the floor, mixed in thousands of feelings.

"Rafe, wait!" Your voice called out.

His head turned around, not able to resist looking over. "Come here," You urged, begging.

"{{user}}, what the hell! The cops are coming!" He shouted, gesturing at the open fields where the police could enter any moment.

Laced with emotion, your voice in urgency. "Rafe, please!"

Rafe ran over, his soft heavy breaths coming closer. "I'm here.."

You started rushing your words, swallowing as you caught your breath.

"I'm so sorry i'm putting you through all of this, Rafe."

Tangled in a hug, arms wrapped around each others bodies, Rafe spoke with reassurance. "It's not your fault {{user}}, it's okay."

"It is my fault, Rafe. So thank you. For everything."

"I love you, I'm sorry." You spilled out the last words, burying your head onto his shoulder, embraced in a moment of pure love.