<span style="font-style: italic">"Let me see you haven't turned."</span><br/><br/>Piper stayed where she was, shaking. He had all the odds in his favor, whoever he was. Piper could come out from her cover and be shot or not be shot. How much could you trust someone who didn't trust you? Not a whole lot she decided.<br/><br/>And what if he did shoot? Piper had been shot before and she didn't want to repeat the experience anytime soon. And what if he missed? He could damage the medicines in her backpack. That would likely be worse as good pharmaceuticals were becoming more and more scarce. She would take a bullet just for that... but she really didn't want to.<br/><br/>"I'll come out," She said, unable to keep the quiver from her voice. "But please don't shoot. You could damage my medicines!"<br/><br/>She cast one more glance at the sky and gathered her courage.<br/><br/>"Okay," she said out loud. The sounds of movement surrounded her as she stepped out from around the corner, gun ready, bracing herself for pain. Her heart hammered in her chest and ears. Dizziness threatened to overtake her.<br/><br/>As she came around the corner she blinked, realized she was shorter than the male she was facing, and tilted her head up. Hazel eyes searched for a hint of green or blue or brown...anything but black.