'y/n you need to get back on or in the truck ,
Mac said as he tried to get the truck as close as he could to me,
'it's not going to be as easy as you think',
I said as I winced in pain, Mac looked out his window,
'what happened?',
Mac asked urgently, I tried to adjust my grip,
'well so like I'm currently hanging off the side of a garbage truck holding a bio weapon as blood comes out of my side because I was shot',
I said trying to compress my side slightly as I wasn't able to compress my wound as I hand one on the garbage truck and my other hand was holding the bioweapon. Mac looked out the window,
'Boze can you take the wheel?',
Mac asked already having his hands off the wheel. Bozer quickly lent over and took the wheel, Mac quickly climbed into the backseat whilst Bozer jumped into the drivers seat. Mac rolled the window down on the back window, he leant out of the window,
'Y/n do you trust me?',
Mac asked me, I looked at him slightly dumbfounded,
'of course but is now really the time to ask me profound questions',
I said to him, he smiled slightly,
'I need you to let go of the truck',
Mac said, I looked at him extremely confused,
'Are you out of your mind?',
I asked him, Mac shook his head slightly. I took a deep breath,
'if your plan is to catch me please do so',
I said to Mac, he nodded his head and rolled up his sleeves more,
'you ready?',
Mac asked me, I nodded my head and let go of the truck. Mac caught me by the waist and slowly pulled me into the truck,
'I really think you're crazy sometimes',
I said to Mac, he smiled at me and almost immediately applied pressure onto my gunshot wound, I groaned in pain,
'you couldn't have given me any warning you were going to do that'.
