[center][h1][color=f26522]Milo Ventri[/color][/h1][/center]

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	Milo smiled at Paige's joke, [color=f26522]"Cracking jokes huh? You must be feeling better than you look."[/color] He said knowing full well, she wasn't. when she asked him to go to her room and fetch her some clothing, he nodded and stood, he faced the paramedic, [color=f26522]"I'm going with her, hold on a moment."[/color] the woman nodded and he went off into the apartment to gather what he could. Her room was in the back and as he entered the grabbed a bag from the closet, some large purse or something, and went through the drawers to pull out a couple of basic outfits, tee shirts, slacks, jeans, she dressed as boyish as he did. As Milo moved through and gathered the clothes he came across a familiar sight, the photo of the three of them, the same that he had had, and for a moment he stopped. How close he was to being that happy again, how close he had just come to losing it, he held the photo and only felt anger, Jackie tried to take it away from him, again, he would have to pay for that.

	Milo came back out as they were getting ready to move Paige from the room, he put on a strong front to match he joking facade, [color=f26522]"I grabbed some jeans, and your cowboy hat Annie Oakley."[/color] he remarked as they passed by the body of the assailant. She had done quite a number on him, but she took as well as she gave, and after everything, he knew that he was at fault for quite a bit of it, the last thing he could do was run away now. Milo thought about what he was gonna do as they got into the back of the ambulance, as it began to move he grabbed onto the side of the stretcher to not fall over himself, [color=f26522]"Jackie ain't getting away with this one, no chance."[/color] He grumbled under his breath.

[@Pilatus]