Daria's POV
I screamed as we crashed into the wall of my old room at mom's hotel, sliding to the floor with Frank, barely clothed and dazed beyond compare. A bullet had teleported with us, lodging into the wall next to us as he protected me with his entire body.
Jesus fucking Christ he saved my life.
I don't know how Craver knew we were down there, but they came as sneaky as ninjas and in guns blazing, a real shoot first and ask questions later situation. The fear catapulted us to a random safehouse I had claimed and chosen but fuck it could have taken me home to the main base.
We're lucky my system-specific powers work when Adam has been shut down. A fucking miracle if there ever was one. Damn, I could have totally killed Frank a few hours ago but holy shit he didn't even run. His first instinct was to protect me. I don't know how I feel about that.