Shan lowered her weapon, breathing a huge sigh of relief as the tension of the two groups was broken. She slowly raised her sore body from the ground, and without much thought, sprinted down the hill, toward the carnage. The only thing on her mind was touching Matt, knowing that he was alright, and making it obvious that she was fine, after being shot at. However, her running came to a halt as a somewhat familiar face stepped up behind Matt with a disgusted look on his face.

"Who's the jacket for? Looks a little small for you, Cap…", Travis murmured to Matt. Shan's breath caught in her throat, and she almost broke into a smile, before sprinting once again to Travis' side.

"Travis?", she whispered, causing Travis' head to snap to her face. He looked as if he was going to faint at first, seeing her alive. She looked like shit, but she was alive and seemingly unharmed. His face broke into a wide smile, and before she could react, a hand was on each of her cheeks, and his lips smashed into hers.

Shocked, Shan didn't move. She only froze, not breathing. When Travis broke away, he wrapped his arms around her tightly, causing her to wince.

"How the fuck are you alive?…Holy shit…I…", he pulled away once more and began kissing all over her face, "Holy shit…"

Shan furrowed her eyebrows, and glanced to Matt with weary eyes. This could be interesting, as Travis knew nothing of the past few months. And she had assumed him dead, whether she wanted to admit it or not...