MacCready on the other hand swung into action the moment he set eyes on the children, allowing me to reassure the woman that we were there to rescue them. I had never been the maternal type, and wasn't quite sure where to begin. They matched the description of the headman's kids from Hangman's Alley, and I breathed a grateful sigh of relief that we had found them. The children stared at us with wide eyes, grubby cheeks tracked with the stark lines of endless tears. All three showed signs of their ordeal in the haunted look on their faces, the shabby rags barely covering them, and the involuntary cringe when we entered the room. A young, bewildered-looking woman crouched protectively in front of two children. MacCready and I focused on the first of the rooms while Deacon searched for the slave collar remote. Glory remained on watch at the front door, and the rest of us spread out to inspect the area. A hasty camp of sorts occupied the end of the stretch, blocked by debris from the collapsed remains of the structure. The short hallway leading into the depths of the building held several doors, but only three appeared intact.

'Uh-huh.' This time it was my turn to boop the tip of his nose. and this weird swelling,' he gestured downwards, chuckling pruriently. 'Want me to kiss it and make it better?' I teased. I took a quick moment to clean and wrap the injury, grinning at his expression of amused tolerance. A new gash in the fabric of his unarmored left arm framed the bleeding wound in his bicep. 'C'mon, Mac, let me at least bandage it for you.' He gave in at this point, holding out his arm. Ignoring his pride, I carefully examined him. 'Nothing to speak of.' He shrugged one shoulder, eyes darting around the hallway. The remaining slavers were distracted by your efforts to open the door and didn't even hear me until it was too late.' MacCready preened under the praise, and breezily played off his role as 'no big deal.' But the satisfied gleam in his crystal eyes and the shadow of that little-kid grin playing across his lips gave away his real feelings. I saw where that one guy came out on the roof and just snuck in that way.

'You took out the last two slavers, too? MacCready, you are amazing!' I announced, flanked with nods from both Deacon and Glory- reluctant and impressed respectively.

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