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Milo Kirke/Mina Hooke
Milo was the first mediwizard to apparate on the crime scene. He knew he should have waited for his partner. He knew he was breaking about a thousand protocols. And he knew running into battered, collapsing house with no protective gear or a plan was a very stupid thing to do. None of that stopped him, though. He jogged straight into the anti-magic wards with his medical bag in-tow.

An Auror was already there, throwing up wards and assessing the situation. The law officer wisely put a hand on Milo and halted him.

"Where did you come from?" the intimidating wizard asked. "Where is the squad and medical?"

"I don't know, but..." Milo quickly shook his shoulder bag in the Auror's face. "Medical." He tried to take a running step but the Auror held him back.

"You're just a mediwizard. You can't go in there without protection."

"I don't care," Milo persisted. "I'm going in."

"The team will be here in, soon and I can't leave my post."

Milo scowled. "I can help."

"I'm sure you could--"

"That's my wife in there!" Milo shouted in the Auror's face.

A scuffle ensued and Milo made a mad dash for the blown-inward door, ducking and dodging the red flash of stunners. The house was pitched in dim light that Milo had to blink into focus. The floor was unsteady and made the walls creak with each step.

"Mina?!" he called out.

"What are you doing, get out of here!" Mina's voice croaked in pain.

Milo followed the sound of her voice and the shuffling of feet to find his wife pinned to the floor by a closet. Her wand was mere inches out of her grasp as she reached for it with a bloody hand.

"Mina, oh gods!" Milo gasped as he quickly went to her side and looked at her hand, which was gash free.

"It's not my blood!" she hissed. "Stop looking at me like that." She shook some hair out of her face, putting on a brazen expression when he knew she was in pain. "The perp's tied-up upstairs," Mina explained. "I fell through the damn floor after securing him and then this shitty thing fell on me."

Milo pulled out his wand to lift the closet high enough for Mina to scrambled out from beneath it. She quickly went for her wand and then, she went to her husband...to punch him in the arm.

"You bloody idiot!" Mina snapped. "You ran in here all mad-like and didn't even have your wand out?! You could've been killed!"

Milo knew that trying to hug her would get him another punch. "Are you okay?" he demanded.

"I think I broke a rib or three," Mina replied, doubling over in pain as Milo went to catch her. She held on tightly to the front of his robes. "Get me out of here," she wheezed quietly, wincing as she teetered.

"I love you," Milo said softly as he threw his bag over his shoulder and carefully lifted her into his arms.

"Don't get sappy on me, Kirke," she said weakly and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'll never hear the end of it."