He straightened himself out. "At your service, Maggie." But he was limping at a slow half-jog, which didn't bode well. Even though the entire world was sort of hanging in the balance and I could have used an extra hand, I knew the vampires would finish him off before we ever got a chance to save the world. And truth be told, if Killian died, there wasn't much of a world left worth saving. Not that I would ever say that aloud to that fucking elf. I turned to George. "George? I need you to watch one more person for me." Killian tried to stop me, but I shut him down before he could say a word. "Listen, partner. I know you want to go all macho on me, but I know you elves. Given a couple minutes to rest, you'll be on your feet in no time flat. If you keep pushing, I'm going to be scraping your dead body off of a bulkhead. And that's a hassle." He opened his mouth again to protest, but Jackie came over and took his hand. "Can you protect me?" she asked. Leave it to a MacKay girl to figure out how to wrap an elf around her little finger.
