The sun was setting over downtown Nashville, painting the streets gold. For once, Rayan and Rogue were both off duty, spending their evening getting dinner and enjoying a rare break from work.*

They were crossing a busy intersection toward their parked car when an engine suddenly roared.

Before Rayan could react, Rogue grabbed him around the waist and yanked him backward, pulling him tightly against his chest. A speeding car blasted through the red light, missing them by inches before disappearing into traffic. Rogue barely seemed to notice the fleeing driver. His arms remained wrapped firmly around Rayan, holding him close as he caught his breath.