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James was trying to keep his breathing a bit level, but he could feel the panic starting to rise in him. Of course he would end up at fucking Hydra Street. Of all the fucking streets in New York, this is the one he ends up at? His hands were shaking a bit as they read the texts Eames had sent.

        [text]: okay. okay just be here soon. please.

Eames hated that he was still five minutes out from where James was. He hated the fact that the man was out there alone and most likely panicking. The only saving grace was the light traffic, an odd thing for the city. But within no time he’d found the cross roads and shoved the car into a spot, throwing open the door and scanning the area for James.

“James, hey it’s me, I’m here,” he said, finally spotting the man and rushing to him. Eames bracketed his face with his hands so that the only thing James saw was his face and nothing around them. “It’s Eames. I’m here. Just like I said I would be.”

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   James took a few deep breaths as he calmed down. He knew he was going to be okay, now. In Eames’ arms, everything was...

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