A/N Sup people, er… person. Well I don't know just read the chapter or something. *stands there awkwardly*
Janie's pov
I woke up at 5am. sharp. It's a habit I have. I get up and get dressed. I put on black tights and denim shorts. I then grab a white t-shirt and a black, red, and blue button up shirt. I put on the white t-shirt and put on the unbuttoned shirt. I brush my hair out in the mirror and pull it back into a low ponytail. I slip on my black combat boots and tie the red laces. I grab a black beanie and pull it on. I hear footsteps in the hall and look open my door a little bit.
The other new recruits are making their way downstairs in the uniforms. They all look like they could fall asleep any minute. Probably some training session or something. I close the door and sit down on my bed. I pick my messenger bag up off the floor and dump the contents out on my bed. I have a small box that holds a rusted, silver locket. A bag that holds all the letters Jamie sent me. A silver dagger. Some throwing knives. A few books and some smoke bombs. I like to pull pranks and they're good for making escapes. I have a bag full of things for pranks. I also have a sewing kit and several bottles of fabric dye.
I always carry a weapon, just incase and knife throwing is a hobby of mine. The locket was my sister's. It has a picture of her in it. I carefully wrap the knives and dagger in the rag I keep them in and place them back in my bag. I put everything else back and set my bag on the floor.
Well i'm bored. I fall back so that i'm laying on my back and stare at the ceiling. My mind begins to wander and I start thinking about the letter. Why is my mom in a mental hospital and why are they sending her to prison. I mean I know she's crazy, but what did she do…that people found out about.
My mom literally went insane after my sister killed herself. I happened to watch my sister put a bullet in her brain. My mom blamed me, and so do I. I just froze and watched her end her life. I should have said something, should have stopped her, but I didn't. My mom started yelling at me a lot and hitting me after the funeral. It just escalated from there. She started cheating on my dad. My dad found out and went for a drive to clear his head. He was killed in a car accident.
The men my mom brought home weren't good and often hurt me. I just took the beatings I got because I deserved them. My mom sometimes left for many days at a time, sometimes weeks. A knock on the door snaps me out of my thoughts. I get up and open the door and see Jamie. "Time for breakfast," he tells me. Wow have two hours really passed. I look down at my watch and see that it's 7:01. Guess so.
"M'kay," I reply while stepping out into the hall, closing the door behind me. A hear a low sort of rumbling sound and suddenly Jamie looks panic stricken. "RUN!," he shouts before grabbing my hand and breaking into a sprint. We ran down the hall and down the stairs. When we were running Jamie tripped and we literally fell into the kitchen. Which caused five more Jamies to appear.
"Attack of the pip-squeaks," someone shouts. Laughter is heard as we stand up. "Your still clumsy," I murmur to Jamie, "Everyone assumed you would grow out of that, but it's obviously not gonna happen." He just smiles and absorbs his dupes.
A stampede of people rush into the kitchen and begin getting breakfast. I just grab an apple and try escaping the kitchen. I feel a cold blast all of a sudden and realize that Bobby froze part of my hair. The ice cracks and breaks my hair off. Everyone is looking in between Bobby and me with different expressions. I silently raise my hand into the air and start counting down from five. Bobby just looks at me confused for a second before bolting out of the room.
Jamie's pov
Bobby ran out of the room and Janie ran after him. I'll say a few words at his funeral. We all just listen to Bobby's shrieks and screams for a few minutes. "SHE'S GOT A BAT!" Several screams and a few explosions follow\. One particular high-pitched shriek let us know that Bobby is in quite a bit of pain, if you know what I mean.
We kinda just go back to breakfast after awhile. A little while later Janie walks back into the room with a bat, looking completely satisfied. I already finished breakfast so walk over to her. She handed me the bat and punched me in the arm. "What are you doing," I ask her. "Well… let's just say Bobby is now serving as a human pinata," she replies with a devious smile. She grabs a tomato and hands it to me. "Duplicate yourself," she instructs.
I comply and create five duplicates, all of them holding a tomato. "Alright let's go," she says while turning to leave. "Where are you guys going," a voice asks. I turn and see Ray standing behind me. "Outside to hit the pinata," I reply. Ray just grabs a bat from one of the duplicates and waits for us to go. We turn and begin walking outside. Janie leads us to a tree that Iceman is dangling from.
He looks ridiculous. He covered in paint, feathers, confetti, bruises, mystery goo, and random words are written on his face. He also has a tennis racket smashed over his head. I look towards my duplicates and get ready to command them to fire the tomatoes. I give them the signal and they throw them. I'm still holding a tomato so I duplicate myself again to make more.
I hear people laughing and turn around. Turns out Rogue, Roberto, Kitty, Kurt, Sam, Jubilee, Amara, Tabby, Rahne, and Mr. Logan came out to watch. Someone made popcorn too. I duplicate myself again and take the tomatoes from those duplicates so I can make more at once. I absorb them, then duplicate again. I repeat the process until I can't hold anymore tomatoes. I send my duplicates to pass out tomatoes to the others.
In the end Bobby had to take a very long shower and ended up being very sore. He still had to go to school though so… i'm kinda interested to see what explanations he comes up with for the bruises. Janie's in a private training session with Professor.
Everyone else is at school and i'm bored. I roll out of bed and fall to the floor with a 'thud.' Four duplicates appear and look around, confused. I get there attention and ask them a question through the mental link telepathy thing. Do any of you have any ideas on what we can do? "How about we go read something in the library," one of them suggests. "Nah," I sigh. "We could have a dance party," another says. "Why not," I reply, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips.
I turn on the stereo and blast some song. I then begin making more duplicates. More duplicates = more fun. I kinda just dance horribly with my duplicates for the next two hours. Janie should be finishing her training session right about now and i'm utterly exhausted.
I absorb my duplicates and collapse on the bed as someone knocks on the door. "It's open," I call to whoever's on the other side of the door. Janie walks in and sits down on my bed next to me. She picks up the remote for the stereo and turns the music off. "You look like the older kids after a danger room session," she says while looking me over. "Dance….. party…. with….. dupes," I pant. She just laughs knowingly.
I sit up and begin laughing with her. It wasn't even that funny, we were just both in that mood where every little thing is the funniest thing you've ever heard. We stop laughing a few minutes later and collect ourselves. "You wanna go make some lunch," I ask, realizing how hungry I actually I am. "Sure," she replies simply while standing up.
I stand up and we head down to the kitchen. We make two sandwiches, mutant style. We also got some chips. We were out of bread so Janie made some with her powers. We sit down and begin eating. "Just so you know there's a fifty-fifty chance I made the bread wrong and it could be toxic," she tells me as I take a big bite out of my sandwich. I immediately spit it out and begin chugging my water. "I'm kidding," she laughs, "hopefully," she adds quietly.
I glare at her and she smiles in response. "Aww… You know you love me," she teases. Number one thing about Janie: she's a bloody trickster. I tip her chair backwards and she falls to the floor with a thud. I don't know how, but the table burst into flames. Wait a minute. THE TABLE'S ON FIRE! We look at the flames, then at each other, then back at the fire. We then proceed to scream and run out of the room.
I can hear everyone walking in the front door, returning from their last day of school. Just as the fire alarms start to go off. We run towards the direction Bobby most likely is. He can put out the fire. We literally run into him. He begins asking questions, but we just look at him and yell in unison, "THE KITCHEN'S ON FIRE! GO PUT IT OUT!" He immediately ices up and runs toward the kitchen. He comes back about five minutes later.
"The fire's out, but the kitchen's frozen," he tells us. We both sigh in relief. The fire alarms stop and awkward silence spreads through the room. "So how exactly did the fire start," Bobby asks, sounding like an accusing parent. "No clue," I reply. "Janie," Bobby says in a questioning tone while looking at her. She seemed to be caught up in her own little world. I snap my fingers in front of her face and she jumps. "What," she asks surprised.
"Do you know how the fire started? You kinda zoned out there for a second." Bobby repeats. "That might have been me, but i'm not quite sure," she replies slowly. "How could it have been you? Are you pyrokinetic or something? I still don't know what your power is." Bobby asks. She shakes her head 'no,' answering his second question. "Well when Jamie pushed me my first thought was 'what the hell' and I connect hell with fire so," she trails off. "How does that explain anything? What's your power," Bobby asks again. "Oh i'm, a telepath," she lies smoothly. "What!? When I guessed that you told me you weren't," Bobby replies, frustrated.
"Hey Jamie, what's thee number one thing people need to know about me," she asks me, still looking at Bobby. I think for a moment before replying, "Your a bloody trickster," I say with a smile. She nods in response, a smirk plastered on her face. "So how's the damage," I ask, slightly worried. "Well the tablecloth is nothing, but a pile of ashes and there's a few scorch marks on the table. The kitchen's frozen though," he replies.
"ICE CUBE!" That sounds like Wolverine, and he sounds mad. Bobby ices up and darts off, looking panicked. "Bobby's a deadman," I tell Janie. "More like a dead boy," she snickers. Mr. Logan runs up to us, claws out. "Which way did he go," he growls, "When he ices up I loose his scent." "That way," I point to the opposite direction he went. Mr. Logan runs off to 'punish' Bobby.
"Let's go check out the kitchen," I say, walking towards the kitchen. We walk into the kitchen and slip on ice. We both fall to the ground and the world goes black.
Rogue's pov
Kitty and I are just cleaning our room when there's a knock on the door. I walk over and answer the door. I open it and see two Jamies standing there. "Not now Jamie," I sigh, preparing to close the door. "We're duplicates. For some reason Janie and the real Jamie are asleep on the kitchen floor," one of them says, "Also the kitchen is frozen." "What," I ask, shocked, "Kitty come on something's wrong," I say, turning to face her.
"Okay," she replies seriously. We follow the duplicates down to the kitchen and find it entirely frozen. In the middle of the floor is the out-cold forms of Jamie and Janie. A few duplicates are around them, trying to get them to wake up. Bobby runs through the kitchen at that moment, Logan hot on his tail. I block the doorway so he can't get out. "What did you do," I ask, angrily. "Hey the kitchen was on fire. You can ask Jamie and or Janie," he says. "Actually I can't, because there un-conscience on the floor," I shout, gesturing to them.
"Oh…," he says scratching the back of his head. "Grrr…." Logan growls while picking Jamie up. Bobby bends down and picks Janie up and follows Logan. They set them down on the couch in the den. "I'll go get Hank," Logan sighs, "Try not to break anything."
He leaves the room to go find Doc. McCoy. Janie begins mumbling in her sleep and soon Jamie does too. "Kinda weird tat they both start mumbling in their sleep, isn't it," I ask Bobby. "Well it might be because Janie's a telepath," he answers. "She is," I ask, surprised. "That's what she told me," he shrugs. "You think she is," I ask while raising my eyebrows slightly. "Not sure, but i'm gonna find out when I ask them to play truth or dare," he replies.
Doc. McCoy and Logan walk back into the room and walk over to Jamie and Janie. "Well I can't really do anything until they wake up," he sighs, standing up straighter, "All I can suggest is wet washcloths on their foreheads. Come get me when they wake up," he instructs.
They walk off to do who knows what. "Well what'cha wanna do 'til they wake up," Bobby asks while plopping down in a chair. I laughed out loud when the chair disappeared, causing Bobby to land not-so-gracefully on the floor. "What the heck," he nearly shouted. Suddenly Jamie and Janie woke up. Jamie just opened his eyes and sat up. Janie jumped up and screamed. Causing everyone else in the room to scream.
"Why'd you scream," Bobby shouted. "I had a nightmare," she replies. Hank and Logan charge into the room, looking ready for a fight. "Why'd you guys scream," Logan growled. "Janie had a nightmare and screamed when she woke up, which caused all of us to scream," Jamie answered. "Well I need to check you two to see if you have concussions," Doc. McCoy, says while pulling something out of his pocket. He walks over to Jamie and shines a dull flashlight in his eyes. He repeats the process with Janie. "Well you two don't have concussions so your free to do whatever you please."
Janie's pov
Well then… I have no clue what to do now. "Hey do you guys wanna play truth or dare," Bobby asks. Well this is a setup."Jamie looks at me expectedly, waiting for my answer. "Well I know this is a scheme, but i'll do it anyway. As long as it stays PG," I say. "Yes, let's meet in my room in five minutes. I'm gonna go see if anyone else wants to play," Bobby exclaims before running out of the room.
"Where'd the chair go," Jamie asks while pointing to the spot where the chair once sat. "It disappeared," Rogue replied. Jamie gives me a look and I just do the stereotypical 'innocent whistle.' "So what was your nightmare about," Rogue asks. "Stuff," I reply simply. "What kinda stuff," she pushes. "I don't remember," I lie smoothly. "Could'a just said so," she sighs. I lie a lot.
"Hey let's head up to Bobby's room," Jamie says while standing up. "M'kay," I reply while standing up. I follow him through the halls and up the stairs to Bobby's room. We walk in and see Bobby, Sam, Tabitha, Kitty, and Jubilee already there. We sit on the floor and wait for them to start. "M'kay, everyone's here. Let's start," Bobby announces. "Kitty, truth or dare," he asks. "Truth," she replies, after thinking for a moment. "Other than phasing, what ability would you like to have," he asks. "Well i've always wanted to fly so flight," she answers.
"Okay, Jamie truth or dare," she asks. "Dare," he replies confidently. "I dare you to make a duplicate and kiss them on the cheek," she snickers. "No way," he replies defensively. "Oh come on Jamie, your probably gonna be mad at me for telling people this, but i'll say it anyway. I know that you practiced kissing with your duplicates," I smile wickedly. Jamie turns beet red as everyone in the room burst into laughter. "Fine i'll do it," he shouts. He claps his hands to create a duplicate. Before the duplicate can register what's going on he quickly pecks the dupe on the cheek and absorbs him.
"Happy," he huffs. Kitty nods, a huge smile plastered on her face. "Janie truth or dare," Jamie asks me, an evil glint in his eyes. "Truth," I sigh. This will not end well. "Can you still do that thing with your shoulder," he asks. "I think so, I haven't done it in awhile though so i'm not sure," I reply.
"Interesting," he says in a way that makes my skin crawl. "Sam, truth or dare," I ask. "Dare," he replies, hints of nervousness lacing his voice. " I dare you to cannonball through Logan and Storm's bedroom doors," I grin. Everyone in the room gasps. "Be right back, maybe," he mumbles," while walking out of the room. He comes back a few minutes later, looking scarred for life.
"Bobby, truth or dare," he asks in monotone, a faraway look in his eyes. "Dare," he replies confidently. "I dare you to kiss Jubilee." Bobby stands up, walks over to Jubilee, and pecks her on the lips, a smug grin on his face. He sits back down and develops a mischievous grin. "Janie, truth or dare," he asks deviously. "Well I should probably pick dare, but i'll let you have your fun. I pick truth," I sigh. "What's your power," he asks quickly.
"Wow your really desperate to know aren't you. Well if you must know. I can create objects with my mind. I can make them disappear too. I also just found out I have the ability to block out telepaths," I answer. "You said you were a telepath," he says while narrowing his eyes at me. "And you believed me. I lie a lot. It's a bad habit, good skill," I reply while cracking my knuckles.
"Good to know," he replies while sitting back on his hands. "Jubilee, truth or dare," I ask. "Truth," she replies sounding extremely scared. I flash an evil grin, just to scare her. She's obviously kinda scared. I let out a small evil laugh. "What's your favorite color," I ask with a sweet smile. "Yellow," she replies, confused. Paranoia is a wonderful thing, isn't it.
"Tabitha truth or dare," she asks. "Dare," Tabby replies confidently. "I dare you to throw twenty little fire crackers each into Jean and Scott's rooms." "Be right back," Tabby replies while walking out of the room. A few minutes pass, then explosions, screams, and laughter is heard. Tabby walks back into the room and plops down on Sam's bed. "Jamie baby, truth or dare," she asks. "Truth," he replies. "What do you do when your all alone, your duplicates don't count," she says.
"I can answer that one," I laugh. "Um… I read," he replies. "That's a lie," I say sitting up straighter, "You practice random dance moves and dance numbers with your duplicates." "Yah… that's true," he sighs, "Janie truth or dare?" "Dare," I reply. "I dare you to do that thing with your shoulder and go up to Storm pretending you fell down the stairs and dislocated your shoulder or something," he says, deviously.
"M'kay," I reply while standing up. "Watch this guys," Jamie says while looking up at me. I put my left arm up straight in the air and grab my left hand with my right hand. I then pull my left arm down so that my arm lies straight across my shoulder behind my head. My shoulder popped a few times, but I haven't done it in awhile. Everyone cringed a little bit when it did. "Well, i'm off to find Storm," I exclaim before walking out of the room.
I know that storm is in her room so I head there. I knock on the door, even thought there's a hole in the middle of it from earlier. "Come in," I hear Storm call. I open the door and step inside. "Hey Storm, is your arm suppose to bend this way," I ask. She takes one look at my arm and passes out.
I walk back into Bobby and Sam's room and pop my arm back into it's socket. "Well what did she say," Tabby asks, impatient. "Come in," I mimic Storm, I then pretend to faint. I laugh along with everyone else and sit back up. "Kitty, truth or dare," I ask after everyone stops laughing. "Dare," she replies. "I dare you to drink a gallon of milk in three minutes," I say with a smirk. She goes down to the kitchen and comes back with a gallon of milk.
She drank the whole thing, then through up the whole thing. I glance down at my watch and nearly have a heart attack. "Jamie, we gotta go we're late for a training session with Wolverine," I shriek. "What!?" We both sprint out of the room to our rooms.
I quickly pull my uniform out of the closet and change in about two minutes. I run out of my room, as I put my gloves on. I join Jamie in the hall and we sprint to the elevator. We get in and practically smash the button. I pull my hair back into a ponytail as the elevator heads down to the danger room. Well the part that isn't broken off. I clip that part back.
We run out of the elevator and towards the danger room. Mr. Logan is waiting outside the door, looking very impatient and very angry. "Your late," he snarls. "Sorry, I forgot that my watch was behind. I fixed it now," I lie smoothly. He seems skeptical though. Oh god, if he knows i'm lying i'll be in so much trouble. I remain as calm as I should be on the outside, but i'm having a panic attack on the inside. "Alright fine, let's just start already," he grumbles. He bought it! He actually bought it!
We walk into the danger room as Mr. Logan goes up into the control station. "We need to get you a code name," Jamie whispers in my ear. "Later," I whisper back. The wall in front of us turns into a huge rock wall. "The objective is to get the flag to the ground and back to the jet without getting hit by any obstacles," Wolverine's voice booms over the speakers. A huge jet appears behind us. "Storm was supposed to pretend to be an injured victim, but she never showed up for some reason," he grumbles. Jamie and I exchange a look then pretend to not know anything.
"Begin," Wolverine shouts. Multiple turns to me to think of a plan. I create two pairs of high-tech sticky gloves. I hand Multiple a pair and he wordlessly put them on. "Hopefully these won't explode," I sigh, while putting on the gloves. "Let's climb," Multiple instructs, "Stay close and watch out for any obstacles." "Wait Multiple," I stop him, "Some of the rocks are rigged to explode, break, and crumble. We should tether together just incase one of us falls.
"Right," he replies. I make a rope and we tie it around our waists. We begin climbing, immediately a strong wind begins blowing on us. We nearly fall off, but through some miracle we manage to hold on. After a minute rocks start to get thrown at us. I turn and see two machines shooting out rocks. I imagine one disappearing, but I can't do it since I don't have much control.
We continue climbing and eventually get out of the machines range. Of course the obstacles don't stop there. Lasers begin shooting at us and rocks start exploding and falling apart. I know when most of them are about to explode, but Jamie doesn't. One of the rocks he grabs explodes and he falls. Good thing we tied ourselves together. I grab the rope in an effort to stop him from falling to far. He stops with a jerk and I try swinging him back into the rock.
Suddenly a laser zaps the rope, breaking it. Multiple manages to grab a rock with one hand to keep himself from falling, but I can tell he doesn't have a very good grip. Thinking quick I grab the part of the rope used to connect to Multiple. I throw it over a rock that's sticking out above my head. I grab the end that broke and lower myself down so i'm next to Multiple. I swing towards him and grab his outstretched arm just as the rock he was holding onto breaks.
I swing us into the wall and we both grab on. I let go of the rope and it falls down to us. I hold on to Jamie as he ties it to the loop of rope that's still tied around his waist. We climb back up and almost make it to the top. A low rumbling is heard and I quickly make a blade incase I need to cut the rope. Sure enough a huge rock falls from the top and heads for the space in between us. I cut the rope with the blade and move to the side to avoid the rock. Multiple does the same. I failed to make a handle though so the blade cut through my glove and sliced through my skin. Ouch!
We continue climbing and eventually make it to the top. Multiple grabs the flag and turns to me. I smile as a plan forms in my head. I make two more ropes, a lot longer then the first. I then make a sort of metal stake. I stick the stake in the ground and tie the two ropes around it. I then tie the ropes around some rocks just incase the stake doesn't hold.
"Tie this to the rope around your waist," I instruct while handing Multiple one of the ropes. I take the other rope and tie it around my waist. After the making sure the ropes were secure we beginning walking backwards down the wall. We get about halfway down without problems. Then all hell brakes loose. A blade comes out of nowhere and cuts my rope clean. I begin to fall, trying to think of something that could stop me.
I feel myself stopping and realize that Jamie made a chain of duplicates to catch me. "Thanks, but that rope won't hold all of us," I explain to him. The rope begins to break and I turn to look at the ground. I try imagining I thick air mattress and a thin one appears. That's better than nothing. I try making another one appear on top of it and it works. I begin making a third one, but before I can finish the rope snaps and we fall. We land on the air mattresses and they pop at the sudden weight, but we lived so I guess it's okay.
"You alright, Multiple," I ask. "Ya," about six voices reply in unison. I sit up and look over to see seven Jamies. "Come on, we still need to get back to the jet," I say while rolling off the air mattresses.
We stand up and begin running towards the jet. I get a bad feeling and put my arm out to stop Jamie and his dupes. "What is it ," he asks. I pick up a rock that's by my foot and throw it in front of up. Immediately a blade pops out of the ground and begging sliding back and forth. Behind it there's a huge gap and behind that random lasers and ninja star things fly through the air.
"I thought this was a beginner level," I exclaim. "For Wolverine this is a beginner level. Besides he's probably punishing us for being late," Multiple sighs. "Well how are we gonna get back to the jet," I ask. "Wing it," he tries. "Fine," I sigh, "We need to time this right though." I get close to the blade and wait for the moment it goes the other direction. When it does I run past it and jump over the gap. I tuck and roll when I land to avoid being hit by flying objects and lasers.
I roll out of the way as Multiple lands in the spot where I once sat. I pull him down so he doesn't get hit by a laser. "Stay low," I shout, "Try making duplicates we might be able to draw the fire away from us." He nods and pounds his fist into his open palm. Two duplicate appear and stand up. They begin running in different directions, but the lasers and blades don't follow. "Well it was worth a shot," I sigh.
We begin army crawling towards the jet at a slow pace. "One minute left," Wolverine's voice booms. "What you never said anything about a time limit," Multiple shouts. A plan quickly forms in my head. "I have a plan. Can you make like a circle of duplicates so we can run back to the jet without getting hit," I ask. "I can try," he replies. He punches himself in the shoulder to create duplicates and instructs them to gather around us. We stand up and begin sprinting to the jet. "Ten seconds," the electronic voice says. We begin running just a little bit faster and jump into the jet with two seconds left on the clock.
We both sigh in relief, panting heavily. There's only one duplicate left and Jamie quickly absorbs him. "Alright, you can go now," Wolverine sighs as the door to the danger room opens. We stand up and begin shuffling over to the exit. We walk to the elevator and see it's in use. We push the up button and wait for it to arrive. I pull off my glove and look at the cut on my hand. My hand is covered in blood. I might need stitches, but i'm not sure. "What did you do to your hand," Jamie asks me. "I cut it with that blade I made to cut the rope," I reply, "Hey check this out." I use the blood to make a stripe under each I like some kind of war paint.
Jamie's about to say something when the elevator comes down. The other new recruits step out in their uniforms. "What's on your face," Ray asks me. "Blood," I reply simply while holding up my blood covered hand. "Uh… you might wanna have Mr. McCoy look at that," he tells me while backing away. My gloves start making a beeping sound and I realize they're about to explode. "Jamie give me your gloves," I say frantically while ripping of my other glove. He pulls off his gloves and hands them to me. I throw them in a metal trash can and they blow up on contact. A small fire start in the trash can and Bobby puts it out with a blast of ice.
"Thanks," I sigh. Jamie and I step into the elevator and push the button for the main floor. We sit in comfortable silence as the elevator rises. We step out and see Kurt with a girl. Wait non-mutant in the mansion. Isn't that wrong. I give Jamie a confused look, but he looks completely calm. He notices my confused look and leans over. "That's Kurt's girlfriend, she knows about mutants and is cool with it," he whispers.
I nod in understanding as we step out of the elevator. We walk past them and go our separate ways. I head off to find Dr. McCoy so he can look at my hand. I walk to the med lab and knock on the door lightly. "Come in," a voice calls. I step inside and see Dr. McCoy reading upside down. "What do you need Janie," he asks while jumping down to stand right side up. "Uh… I cut my hand in danger room and Ray said to come see you," I explain while holding up my blood covered hand.
"Oh my," he said once he saw my hand. "Umm…. go rinse the blood off your hand while I get everything out," he instructs. "M'kay," I reply while walking into the bathroom attached to the med lab. I put my hand under the faucet and hiss in pain as the warm water runs over my hand. I watch as the blood swirls in the water and down the drain. The once clear water turning a deep crimson. I wash the blood off my hand and dry my hands.
I walk back into the main med lab and see Mr. McCoy pulling out some supplies. He gestures for me to sit on the counter and I pull myself up onto it. He takes my hand and examines it. "I don't believe you need stitches, but I do need to clean and bandage your hand," he says quietly. "I figured," I reply.
He puts some cream on the cut and lays some gauze on it. "So how did this exactly happen," he asks. "Well Jamie and I had to climb this sort of rock wall and there was a simulated avalanche sort of thing, so I had to cut the rope that tethered us together. I made a blade and forgot make some sort of handle," I explain. "I see," he hums while wrapping my hand. He puts a glove on my hand to cover the wrap. "You can go, but check in with me after dinner incase I need to change the gauze. "M'kay, thanks," I say quickly while hopping down from the counter. "Your welcome," he replies as I walk out the door.
A/N Well chapter two everybody! *awkward silence* Well review I guess. *tries walking off stage, but gets blinded by light and falls off. stands up and walks off acting like nothing happened.*