Song: Fire Falling From the Sky
Blaylock Ghardian
*Demating to an alley near the Iron Mask, I look at Z that just appears by my side. We notice Xhex leaning against a wall, waiting for us in the dark. While we walk toward her I turn my head to Z grinning* We three together again, huh? No flood today, please! I don't want Wrath kicking my ass again!
Zszadist Ghardian
*shaking my head* Yeah none of that shit's happening tonight. *As we reach Xhex waiting by the abandoned building* What's doing? *I'm actually surprised Wrathh kept us patrolling together. Maybe he thinks Blaylock can tame us.*
Xhex Ghardian
Oh, look. *Using my foot to push me away from the wall I was leaning against* We don't need water wings tonight, do we? *Seeing both your scowls, I can't help but smirk* Big Rob mentioned that he smelled something weird outside. Kinda like the smell of the dead animal in the alleyway again...? *Shakes head, remembering the severed head on a spike* Long story short? I stepped outside to investigate and found the lingering smell of Lessers. *Turning my gaze to the right of me towards the parking lot of the building* Shall we?
Blaylock Ghardian
*Sniffing the air, it doesn't take so long to the awful scent comes with the breeze. I take a look at them and we run through the alley. And then we face the enemy. Four of them* Showtime!
Zszadist Ghardian
It's never a dull moment with you two around. *Pulling out my twin SIGS and taking off at a dead run toward the vacant lot- the stench of the lessers growing stronger as we come face to face with four of the paled out ugly bastards.* Well, well it looks like the O cloned the Philsbury doughboy. *I mutter under my breath as the lessers realize we've arrive.*
Xhex Ghardian
Only one way to find out. *Not taking my eyes off of Z as I get ghost and move closer to the Lesser, the stench in the air? Unbearable. But hey, what's a girl gotta do to keep a whole race alive? Reaching out, extending my forefinger as I poke the Lesser in the belly--my other hand going to my leather jacket to draw out my dagger. He doesn't squeal; he attacks. As he draws back to swing his two-by-four, I yell out to Z* Nope. He doesn't do the wah-- *Ducking, the two-by-four narrowly misses my skull* hoo.. *He draws back again, as I back peddle, my shitkickers loud on the pavement* hoo!
Blaylock Ghardian
Ohh what a great night to dance, don't you think? *I face pale man that hiss to me* No? But I thought you would like to! *I grin at him while he runs to catch me. My shitkickers find his face breaking his nose. He falls down on the floor and I whisper to him* Have I told you I am a great dancer? *He tries to stand up but I grab my dagger and stab on his chest* One less!
Zszadist Ghardian
*half listening to the commentary between my partners as I charge toward my prey, guns loaded and ready to fire. The fucker facing off at me starts laughing hysterically- a real belly laugh- which does nothing but piss me off. Feeling the evil creep across my face as I take aim and shoot. Two shots fired, the first for the groin for being such a dick and the second at its head. Crouching over him* What's so damn funny? *unsheathing my dagger* I don't see you laughing now, motherfucker! *Stabbing the Lesser in the chest, the pop and flash signally his arrival to Daddy-O.* Next?
Xhex Ghardian
*As the Lesser raises the two-by-four one last time, I'm getting tired of this little game we're playing. Stepping back, stifling a yawn* You bore me. *He swings, I do the duck and back peddle but this time? I throw my dagger at the same time. As he does the pop and flash, I realize that I'm getting close to the tanker truck and what replaces Mr. Doughboy? Another. They're like fucking Gremlins*
Zszadist Ghardian
*From the rooftop of the building next to the lot, seven lessers appear looking down at us.* Fuck! * pulling out my cell and dialing Tohr's #* Yo brother, we have a sitch in the vacant lot one block from the IM. Bring JM and Qhuinn. *Turning to my left where Xhex was finishing up her annihilation of the lesser kind by the oil tanker, one of the pieces of shit takes aim in her direction. Her back is turned and she can't see what's about to happen. Before I can scream her name, Blaylock is running full force in her direction just as the gun shot rings through the air*
Blaylock Ghardian
*Many of them coming at us, we will not get it alone. This is going to be bad and I hope that reinforcements are coming soon. The fight begins. No time to think because they are armed. I shoot in all directions, hoping to overthrow as many lessers as possible. Some are already on the ground, but the fight starts to get out of control. Z is dealing with three lessers at the same time, while Xhex is breaking some bones. Then everything goes in slow motion in front of my eyes. A lesser has a gun in his hand and he is pointing to Xhex. A movie comes to my head - John losing Wellsie and then Tohr, when he went away. All that he's been going through with his shellan all this time - I can't let it happen. Not with him, not with my brother, my best friend. Lesser will shoot. I scream* XHEX! *She looks at me and I look at the lesser again that will pull the trigger. I run and push her violently away from the shot, putting my body in front of her. But then I hear a noise much louder than a shot and I feel a very strong heat consuming my skin and my body being projected with a tremendous force against the ground. The last things that my eyes catch are Xhex's body on the floor and my love, my male. I thank SV in silence for the last thing I see is Qhuinn's face in the distance. And then ... only darkness*
Tohrment Ghardian
~At the manse~
*Looking at the phone I quickly dial Qhuinn and give him the cords to meet X, Blay and Z telling him to grab JM and take off. Grabbing the keys to the Escalade I run out and head to the cords.*
Qhuinn Ghardian
*I grab my weapons and pound down the hallway, calling for John Matthew* Hustle! Shit's gone to hell down by IM and Tohr wants us on the scene pronto! *He wastes no time and we run down the staircase, demating as soon as we're able. Arriving at the fight, I quickly scan the area and assess what's happening. Z is fighting two Lessers. Blay is battling his own. I look around for Xhex and see her sprawled out on the ground. I don't need to tell John as he calls her name, daggers out to destroy the Lesser hovering over her shellan. I surge forward to help when a crackle of energy fills the air* WTF was that? *trying to locate the source, I take a step forward only to be knocked back by a blast.* TAKE COVER! THE FUCKERS HAVE EXPLOSIVES. *I look at John dive to cover Xhex, Z twists his body and throws it behind the nearest dumpster. Only Blay is left out in the open and his gaze catches mine. I won't make it time. He's too far away. I don't fucking care. Running full belt, I propel myself forward only to be knocked by the blast*
John Matthew Ghardian
*Looking around after the explosion seeing Qhuinn standing over a prone Blaylock. Seeing the Escalade pull up out of the corner of my eye and my dad running to the scene. I reach down and pick Xhex up in my arms. I don't see any blood. Looks like she has just been knocked out but I am not sure by what. Carrying her over to the Escalade and opening the back door I lay her down. I am trying to keep my emotions in check and clear the scene get everyone to saftey time to freak out later. Running back over to Qhuinn. I step to Blaylocks feet looking up at Q.* ~asl~ Grab his shoulders lets get him to the car. Tell Z and Tohrment to clean it up and we will take them to Doc Jane. *As Q bends to pick up Blay's shoulders I can see the look of utter defeat in his eyes. I need him to focus on getting them out of here. So I pick his legs up and start moving towards the Escalade. Once we get him inside next to Xhex.* ~asl~ Can you drive while I sit with them or do you need me to do it.
Qhuinn Ghardian
*I climb into the vehicle, my eyes never leaving Blay's still form. How the fuck did that happen? A war battles inside me. I want to get out and hunt down the fuckers who did this and make them SCREAM. I want them begging for death. I glance over at John and his face is stone cold sober, looking down on Xhex. I mentally will Tohr to drive faster. I don't know the extent of Blay's injuries, just that he hasn't woken yet. What I wouldn't give to fucking see his eyes open and him smile at me. Any other time I'm dodging his stares and now I'd give anything to the SV to see them again. I test his vitals, trying to remember everything we've been changed. Wasn't it just a few weeks ago I held a dying V in my arms. Fuck this war has got to stop. If Blay dies I swear by all I hold dear I won't stop until I obliterate the Omega and his foul spawn from the earth. I feel a hand on my shoulder and look up to see John's grim face. A silent communication passes between us. We won't lose the ones we love. We have truth, honor, and justice on our side. Gripping Blay tighter to my body, I cradle him in my arms, finally holding the male I love the way I want*
Tohrment Ghardian
*After cleaning up the scene with Z we both jump in the Escalade and I move us as fast as I can towards the manse. Neither John nor Qhuinn has spoken or made a sound since we got in. I am moving the car as fast as I can. I know that my son is feeling out of sorts with his emotions. He came to terms with Xhex out fighting this has to be hard on him. Looking up into the mirror and making eye contact with Qhuinn. It is like he is willing me and the car to move faster. Glancing back I can see the same look of determination on John's face. I look over at Z and all I can think to say is.* What the fuck happened out there? *Watching the road as he replays the nights events. Makes the drive seem to go by faster. Pulling up in front of them manse I watch John grab Xhex in his arms and carry her into the infirm. Opening the back door I lean in to grab Blaylock's legs to help Qhuinn move him inside.*
~At the Mansion~
Tohrment Ghardian
*Walking into the sterile room with Blaylocks legs in my arms, looking up at Qhuinn and seeing the pain so clearly written on his face. I can hear Ehlena speaking silently to Manny and Jane. Z made a call letting them know we had incoming injuries so they were waiting for us. At hearing a squeaking sound I glance over to my son. He is laying his leelan on the other bed. The look on his face, the torture he is putting himself through right now I can only imagine. Stepping back after we have gotten Blaylock laid out putting my hand on Qhuinns shoulder.* Come on son we need to move out of the way so they can go to work. Same goes for you John. *At my words he looks up with fear in his eyes. I watch as he bends over and kisses her eyelids.*
Ehlena Ghardian
*Manny barks out an order to take vitals as he and Jane begin their once overs on Blay and Xhex. Xhex? She looks merely unconscious... but Blaylock? Donning a pair of gloves as Jane bustles past me to set up the machines, I keep my emotions off my face. I can't look over at Qhuinn nor John Matthew. Making eye contact with Tohrment as he escorts the boys out of the room, I plug my stethoscope in my ears as I take his blood pressure carefully. He's badly burned, more than one bone broken, contusions everywhere*
Qhuinn Ghardian
*I don't want to leave. My brain says move, to listen to Tohr but I can't take my eyes from Blay's still form. I don't need to look over at John to know he's also in the same kind of hell. I can't make sense of what I'm seeing - Ehlena and Manny rushing around the room, talking in hush tones. I don't like the looks of worry covering their faces. Xhex still hasn't responded. Fuck. My fists clench with the need to do something - anything. I reach out to grab Blay's hand and hesitate. He's burned so bad, having taken a lot of the explosions force. What was the fucker thinking being a hero? Same as me ... we look after each other. We keep each other safe. We're a family. I stare down and pray to see some glimpse of movement. My heart breaks and a strangled sound chokes out from my throat.* John ... *he barely responds* John, we need to go, true? Just outside. Give them room. *I can't look at Blay again. His stillness breaks my heart*
John Matthew Ghardian
*My mind and heart breaking more at the sounds in Qhuinn's voice at the look on his face. I know I have to walk out so that they can work on her but I dont want her to wake up and me not be here. Reaching down and kissing her forehead one last time, squeezing her hand to let her know I am here. Turning and looking at Qhuinn following him out into the hall. As we walk out I can see my dad and Z both looking gloom. Nodding my head to them I take a seat in the floor and start pounding my head against the wall. If I can feel this pain maybe it will take the other pain way. Closing my eyes tight sending up a prayer that my leelan, my lover, my heart will be ok. That my best friend laying in that other bed that put himself in danger to save her will open his eyes soon.*
Zszadist Ghardian
*looking up as the door opens revealing Qhuinn and JM coming through the door, I feel so responsible that two of our...two members of our family is inside the examine room. I don't know what good I will be here. Hell the memories of being here just a short while ago with Vishous is still fresh on my mind. Looking over in Tohr's direction, he's the one suited to be here. He'll know exactly what to say to ease their minds. Me? I'm going to continue leaning against this wall and praying to the SV those two make it.*
Tohrment Ghardian
*Taking up a spot close to John up against the wall. Watching as he beats his head up against it. I have no words of comfort for him. I have nothing for him or Qhuinn. The one that is normally calm and collected. The one that normally has all the right words to say and I find myself completely speechless. Autumn daughter, my son's leelan is laying in there in that room. We have no idea why she hasn't woken. We have no idea what is wrong. And Blay? He is laying in there after putting himself in the line of fire for her. To save her for him, for my son. Laying my hand on his shoulder looking into his eyes I say the only words that come to mind. The only thing that lifts my heart.* She is going to be alright. He is going to be alright. They will both wake up. Maybe a little worse for the wear but they will be ok. They can heal from this. They are both strong.* As I hear my words in the silence of the hall. I take a look over at Qhuinn. I am hoping that my words have reached him too. To give them both some type of solace in this time.*
Ehlena Ghardian
*Starting an IV on both of them as Manny and Jane start accessing them, going over all of what they'll need. A bucket list of surgical tools, pain killers and medical supplies. Mentally noting everything, I release the rubber torniquet from Blaylock's marred arm, glad he's unconcious for the simple fact that it's better. Or we would've gave him something to make medically induce a short coma.. it's better he doesn't move. Looking up at the saline drip, dialing it up so the pace on the bag is medium rate, I step back* He's all ready. *Turning when I hear another curse emit from Manny's mouth as Jane moves the portable X-ray machine in the room, we have to be fast. His bones are mending. As I gather the supplies, I open the door a crack and stare levelly at Qhuinn* Selena needs to be called. When he wakes up? He'll need to feed. *Shutting the door with the toe of my non-slip shoes, I turn back to finish what I started*
~In the hallway~
Qhuinn Ghardian
*I hear a constant sharp thud. John is banging his head against the wall and the Ashtrux part of me wants to tell him to stop. The shattered bestfriend who knows the pain of having a loved one injures says nothing though. I want to join him. I want to smash something anything but I keep quiet. Still. Still like Blay and Xhex. I bury my fury deep, so deep that it sets my body on deep freeze. There will be a time for vengeance. To make this right. I stretch forth my hand and clasp John's knee and squeeze. Just once to let him know his pain is my pain and in this we are united. He pauses for a moment, and I shake my head. The thud continues and I feel a tear slide down my cheek. I don't bother wiping it away. I just sit, empty, staring at the infirmary door, willing ... no praying with everything I have that the two people we love will live.*
John Matthew Ghardian
*I know he wants me to stop beating my head. I know it is causing him even more pain seeing me like this. I shouldn't be selfish. I should stop for him. Holding my head still. Standing up taking a step towards him. Putting my hand on his shoulder, I squeeze. Letting him know I get it. I see the tear sliding down his cheek and I know that he is as torn up over what happened as I am. He isn't only hurting for his best friend. He is hurting for the one he loves but can't tell anyone about. He is hurting for what I hurt for. His other half lays unconsious next to my other half. I heard Ehlena's words about Selena. I don't think they even registered with Qhuinn. he has so much on his mind. Letting go of his shoulder and turning back to my dad. Seeing the torment on his face. I know this isnt easy on him either. Thinking about Wellsie. I know how he is feeling for me, for Xhex for Blay and Qhuinn.* ~asl~ Can you get in contact with Selena for Blaylock dad? *After another glance at Qhuinn and nodding my head holding his gaze. Letting him know I get it. I sit back down in my spot. Waiting on any word of two of the most important people in my life.*
Zszadist Ghardian
*listening to Tohr comfort JM and Qhuinn, I wish there was something I could do to ease their minds, but I'm not good with the emotive shit. If I would have been 7 seconds faster at warning them, we wouldn't be here right now. Pushing away from the wall, I clap my hand on Qhuinn's shoulder and staring down at him. He's going to be okay. *looking over at JM* Xhex's tough, she'll pull through. *That's the best that I can do in the reassurance department. Straightening up and meeting Tohr's eyes.* Does Phury know about this yet? Blay will need a Chosen. *With the slow shake of his head as he looks down at his son, I know he hadn't wanted to leave his side.* I'll go find him and debrief him on what's going on. *With one last glance at the door, I leave the waiting area to do the one thing I can for my patrol partners.*
Tohrment Ghardian
*Watching Z walk away from us down the hall. Doing the one thing he thinks he can do to help us. He brings a smile to my face. That fucker thinks he is hardened that his emotions don't show. That we can't see how torn up he is over what happened. That we don't know he feel responsible for the mess that happened tonight. I know better. With the smile he has brought to my face he brings me hope again. Wiping the smile away, I turn and look back at these to younglings in the hall way with me. I would never wish on either one of them the kind of pain I went through with Wellsie. I know that those to warriors in that room will wake up. That these two out here with me will get to hold their loved ones again. Sighing out a deep breath, all we can do now is wait. I will wait by his side and not leave him again. That is one promise I will keep.* He is right you know. Z has the right of it. They will both be fine. *I know I am repeating my words but they need to believe it as much as I do. As much as Z does. To help them get through this time.*
Ehlena Ghardian
*Stepping back, I can't do anything but assist.. and even with that? I'm in the way. As Jane and Manny concentrates on what they're doing, I take off my gloves and throw them in the medical waste trash bin. Taking out my phone, I call up Saxton's info and send a short text not explaining much at all.
~txt~ Come to the Infirmary... Blay needs you. ~etxt~
Shutting my phone, going to the sink, I re-scrub in and put on a fresh pair of gloves. As the last sound of latex being stretched on my hands sound through the room, I hear a small moan and look over my shoulder* You're awake. *Moving forward, I place my hand on her forearm as she blinks her eyes slowly, her vision adjusting to the bright lights. She goes to sit up, but I shake my head 'no'. Not yet. I don't want her to move until i'm sure she's stable enough and won't lose consciousness again....*
~Hours later... the time fades with the sound of the machines. The pacing. The breathing hitching throughout the room and out in the hallway~
*Taking off my gloves one last time, I open the door and land my eyes on Qhuinn yet again* Now we're playing the waiting game... but he's stable. *Looking over, meeting John Matthew's blue eyes* Xhex is awake. Groggy, but awake.
John Matthew Ghardian
*Snapping my head up at Ehlena. She is awake. I can go in now.* ~asl~ Can she be moved to another room to feed? *At her nodding at me I walk by Qhuinn putting a hand on his shoulder. I know he will be fine out here with Phury, Selena and my dad. But I have got to go in and see her. Making my way into the room I see her, laying there, eyes open. Leaning down and putting my arms under her body I pick her up and move her into the other room. Sitting down on the bed setting her across my lap giving her full access to my neck. I know she needs her strength she needs to feed.* ~asl~ Drink of me leelan. Take what you need. *Kissing you on the lips lightly.* ~asl~ Thank you for coming back to me. *A tear slides down my face as I feel her nuzzle into my neck.*
Xhex Ghardian
*Breathing in deeply, John's scent surrounds me just as his arms does, envelopes me completely. Feeling my fangs elongate, I place a brief kiss on his carotid artery... thanking him silently for what he's about to give me. Closing my eyes, I open my mouth and strike--piercing his skin just as he relaxes even more. As I make slow swallows, I can't help but let my Symphath side take over and feel what he feels for me. The worry, the fear... the love. He loves me with his whole heart...completely. Placing my hand on his chest near his heart, I trace out the letters: I.L.O.V.E.Y.O.U.*
Qhuinn Ghardian
*Relief hits me when I hear that Xhex is going to be okay. I turn to John and it looks like he takes the first deep breath all night. his gaze catches mine, and I see a spark of life flare back up. He has hope now, and I nod as I watch him enter into the infirmary again. Thank the SV he doesn't have to go through the nightmare his father did when Tohr lost Wellsie. Something tells me if that had happened, nothing I could do would save him. I keep sitting, the floor beneath me hard and I maintain my vigil. Still no sign of Saxton but I know he'd have been called. I try to keep that part of my heart numb. I don't want to witness the pain in my cousins eyes or see him fawn over Blay. I don't want anything to remind me that he has more rights than me. I rest my head against the wall and close my eyes - the flash of the explosion replaying itself in my mind*
Blaylock Ghardian
*Darkness. I feel my body ... I don't know ... Floating? Maybe. I feel myself in a limbo of consciousness and numbness. Neither here nor there. In fucking nowhere! I want to open my eyes and I can not. What's going on, dammit? I'm in some kind of coma? I remember a sequence of things happening in a flash: the lesser with the gun, I shout to Xhex and throw my body towards her and then ... I think an explosion. And Qhuinn. And his face in panic. What was happening to him to have that look? Is he right? What the fuck! I need to open my eyes! I need to know how Xhex is. The floating sensation begins to decrease and now my body feels heavy and painful. Very paiful. I send commands to my brain to move my legs and arms and I feel I can move my fingers. My eyelids seem to react. I need to wake up*
Ehlena Ghardian
*Opening the door that leads out to the hallway, I meet Q's mismatched stare as I use my hand to swing the door open wider* Come in, Qhuinn. Sit by him. *He gets up slowly as if he's reassuring himself that he can do this* Let your friend see you when he wakes up.. so you can see him when he wakes up. *As he walks into the room, I exit to the main part of the infirmary--far away enough to give them privacy but close enough just in case...*
Song: Everything - Lifehouse
Qhuinn Ghardian
*Shuffling into the room, I look everywhere but the gurney. I stare at the white walls. I glance at the white tiled floor. I look at sterile counters with the various tools and jars. The light flickers, telling me soon one of the doggen will need to come in and replace it. The beeping of machines matches the pounding of my heart. I can hear my breath - inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale. What I don't hear is Blay. Even thought I can't bring myself to look on him, every piece of me can sense him. I can smell him - the blood, singed skin, and underneath it all, his essence. I would know him anywhere, feel him in a crowded room. But it's not crowded. It's just him and me. I gather my courage and peek from the corner of my sight. He's covered by a thin white sheet, hooked up to an IV, with cords coming out from him. I still can't look at his face. Spying an empty chair, I walk over and pull it to the side of the bed and sit down. I stare at my hands. Fuck.*
*I count the fibers in the sheet. first with just my gaze but soon I have the edge between my fingers, scratching at it with my finger nails. My hands are dirty. Too filthy to be touching Blay. The scrape of the chair dragging backward over the tile screeches and I rush over to the sink. Pressing three squirts of soap into my palm, I start scrubbing, trying to get the soot from the alleyway off my hands. It turns the suds black, and holding my hands under the water, I keep rubbing them together. Fuck, I can't contaminate Blay. Do I have Lesser blood on me? No, I didn't get a chance to get too dirty. Did he? I carried him. I don't want any of that black tar shit on him, to touch him, to befoul him. I keep scrubbing until my skin is raw and I let out a loud breath. Get a grip, Qhuinn. You're okay. He's okay. you knew this would happen one day. You got there in time to help. That's all that matters. He's not dead. Don't believe it? Turn around and look. check for yourself. I take a napkin and dry my hands and resting my forehead against the cupboard over the sink, I close my eyes* You can do this. He's fine. *Turning around, I return to my chair and finally take a good look.* Hey Bro.
*I wait for him to answer. Nothing* So. Busy night, true? Flooding Caldwell wasn't good enough, had to go out with a bang? *My voice cracks and I stop talking. I study his face, expecting him to open his eyes and tell me to shut the fuck up. Well, maybe not so crudely. Between the two of us, I know I cuss the most. No, Blay would roll his eyes and give that smile of his. It's just average to everyone else, but to me it says everything. He's been my best friend since childhood and even though we've seen our fair share of danger, it's never been this bad.* Is this what it felt like when I was hurt attacking Xcor? Did you have this fucking gut wrenching feeling in the pit of your stomach? Did you feel like someone was sitting on your chest making it hard to breathe? *A flicker of movement catches my eye and I stare at his hand. His finger moved, only a fraction. I turn to call for Ehlena but wait. Wait to see if he moves again. He doesn't and I look at the wall clock*
Blaylock Ghardian
*Still trying to send some commands to my brain, begging for work this mass in my head, I start to hear a voice very far. Someone is talking to me, but I cannot get it right, I cannot even recognize the voice. It is still dark and suddenly the panic sets in on me. And if I don't wake up? And if all stay like this forever? Eternity in darkness, condemned to live in this black hole that not even know where it is. Silence again. Time to try again. Open your eyes Blay! You can do it! Open the fucking eye! I use all the artifices to move my eyelids, but only feel them tremble ... and something wet and warm involving my eyes. Was that a tear?*
Qhuinn Ghardian
*Why isn't he moving? I keep exchanging glances between Blay and the clock. This hell is endless. I stare at his chest and panic. Is he breathing? I lean forward from my chair and put my ear to his mouth, feeling a soft brush of air. I visibly relax but find it hard to move. Turning my head slightly, I'm looking straight into boyish face. There are cuts and grazes on his cheeks, soot smeared on his forehead and dried blood in a streak down his temple. He's in one piece though. A splash of water drops onto his skin and it confuses me. Another drop, then another. Realizing the tears are from me, I straighten up and wipe my hand over my eyes. Scrubbing my face with my hands, I let out a slow, low groan. Blay will be ok. He is ok. He's just resting. I sit back down and freeze when I see him move his hand. I hold my breath as his fingers twitch.* Blay? Blay? Can you hear me? Move your hand again if you can? Come on, Bro. Now's not the time to be snoozing. *My attention is drawn to his face and I see his eyelids flicker slightly. His lips part and I hear the most blessed noise as he tries to speak. I lean in wanting to hear*
Blaylock Ghardian
*I can feel some air trying to get out of my mouth. Is it opened? I think so. I'm trying a few words to come out. I feel someone close to me. Really near. Barely breathing I finally feel my eyes opening. A flash of light reach my eyes for a moment. And then the word goes out* Saxton...
Saxton Ghardian
*Standing in the open door, adjusting my lapels on my pin stripe suit as I watch my cousin's body shake as if he's crying. Not wanting to make my presence known just yet, I stare at my lover in the bed, his body bruised, burnt, marred. My handsome Blaylock, but not really mine. Closing my eyes as I block the images of Qhuinn by his bedside, the one who has Blay's heart. Not me. Keeping my breathing quiet, I block it all out, just being in the presence of Blay. Being here for him.. until Blaylock wakes, as my heart slowly breaks. Cringing as his breathing hitches, preparing myself to hear my cousin's name on Blaylock's lips--my eyes shoot open. Did he just say my name? Moving forward, I rush to the side of him, opposite of my cousin to stare down at him. But then again, with Blaylock, it'll always be like that. Me and him... Blay might not be mine for long but I'll cherish him until that point comes* Shush, my dear Blaylock. *Ignoring my cousin for the moment* Don't speak. I'm here and I'm never letting you go. *Taking that moment to eye my cousin, wondering if he can see my bluff--but then again, I'm a lawyer. Lying can be second nature to me...*
Qhuinn Ghardian
*My spine stiffens. Did he really just say my cousin's name? My heart cracks at the reminder that no matter how much I want this male, he isn't mine. Not now. Once upon a time all I needed to do was say the word and we'd be together. A voice inside me screams SAY THE WORD NOW. SAY IT. SAY IT SO HE SAYS YOOOOUUUURRRRR NAME. I go to speak, but I sense a new presence in the room. Saxton and I feel my heart harden. I stand, and ignore the other male, the intruder, the lucky one. Saxton comes to stand on the other side of the bed and suddenly the room seems too small. There's not enough air as I hear words of endearment spill from my cousins mouth. Here is the male who has the right to be here. I'm merely a warrior. A friend. Not a lover. I need to flee before I scream, but I don't want to leave Blay. Everything inside my mind is chaos but it instantly stills ... "I'm here and I'm never letting you go." Everything becomes crystal clear. I was a fool. I don't belong here. Ignoring as Saxton leans in to place a kiss on Blay's forehead, I back away. I'm not needed. Not now. Out in the field - yes. In an intimate moment - no. Not meeting Saxton's eyes, I mumble my goodbyes, fleeing without looking at Blay, leaving my heart by his side. I don't need it. It was always his*
Blaylock Ghardian
*With my eyes half open, I see two shapes. I'm groggy, possibly because I realize now that I'm in the infirmary, bound to serum, cardiac monitoring devices. I notice the figure in a suit next to the bed and immediately recognize Saxton, standing next to me saying things I still can not understand. Yes, he is here and came to see me. Finally he left his work for me. But then I see another huge figure, with black hair turning his backs on me, going toward the door. I can smell him, I can feel his presence and I'm sure he was talking to me when all was silence and darkness. He would not leave my side. He is my friend, he was there when it happened, and even if Saxton is here now - I should want Sax more than anything, should make it right, should allow this to happen - it is not him that I really want to be here veiling my recovery. I want my love beside me, I want my best friend, I want Qhuinn here. On impulse that I don't even know where it comes from, I extend my hand with difficulty, letting a stubborn tear roll up the pillow. Looking toward the door I force my mouth to say* Stay.
Saxton Ghardian
*He reaches out, but not for me. Hanging my head briefly, I watch the exchange. The silent tear. The love bleeding in his eyes... not for me. What am I thinking? It was never mine for the taken, his whole heart belongs to my cousin. Looking up, my pearl gaze lands on my cousin, his back stiffening as he reaches the door. His spine straight, he stops as Blay whispers one word, a word not meant for me. I could've never came... Blaylock would've been content. He wouldn't have even noticed... but if Qhuinn never showed up by his side and stayed with him? He would've been devasted. His heart would've ached... like mine is doing. Aching? No. This isn't an ache. Maybe in the beginning but now? It's a lose-lose situation. I have the short end of the deal... holding a male who wished your arms was someone elses? Loosening the hold on Blaylock's hand, gently as I pull back from his grasp, I speak to my cousin* Qhuinn? Stay... *Go* Please? *It'll make Blaylock happy... as I'll never get the chance to do.*
Qhuinn Ghardian
*One word. Not my name but enough. Stay. He wants me to stay even though his lover looks on, ready and able to give him the care he needs.My hand is on the door handle and what should be a simple decision is not painful. I can leave and not have to watch. Or I can turn around and pretend to be oblivious. I'lll need to bury my feelings deep, keep them from reaching my eyes. I'll need to plaster on a fake smile and pretend that this isn't going to be awkward. I'll need to remind myself that I am the friend. Nothing more. Do I stay or do I leave? Saxton speaks and I know that the words are hollow on his tongue. I'm the last fucking person he wants to see but he asks for Blay. That's what makes him the better person. He may piss me off. His presence in Blay's life may fuel the anger. But he isn't selfish. Not like me. He gives even if it hurts.I close my eyes and take in a breath before pivoting on my feet. I hold my head up high and try not to wince at the scene before me. Blay on the bed, his eyes focused on me. Saxton beside him, his heart in his own gaze. We are so fucked* ~
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