Still Ben's Pov

No that wasn't going to happen, I wont let it. I began stomping my foot on the ice.

If I cant find the hole, ill just have to make one.

The ice crashed out from under me. The water was freezing, even to me. Hopefully Jimmy wasn't in here too long. Thankfully the moon's light reflected through the ice, making the water bright enough to see in. I swam through the water swinging my head back and forth looking for any sign of a human. I dove down deeper, loosing most of my light. Something glistened in the little light there was. Swimming closer to it was a watch. I grabbed a hold of it touching skin that felt like a piece of ice, I began swimming upward with Jimmy close to my chest. Now the tricky part, getting to the hole and getting Jimmy and I both out of the water. We reached the hole faster than a "normal" human could. I pulled Jimmy up as far as I could, and lifted his body out of the water on to the solid ice. Making sure he was safe, I pulled myself up out of the freezing water.

Come on Jimmy.

I tried to wake him up, but to no avail. I picked him up and walked as fast as I could back to the bank. I set him down, and started performing CPR.

Come on Jimmy breathe.

I tried encouraging him to wake up. I wasn't going to give up.

If you live, you'll probably going to hate me for this but I don't care.

I tilted his head back and placed my lips to his, I almost pulled back due to the shockingly freezing temperature his lips were. I began giving mouth to mouth, I could see out of the corner of my eye his chest slowly rising with every breath. I returned to pumping his chest.

Come on Jimmy. Fight!

I was about to go back to mouth to mouth when he began coughing up water.

Jimmy, its ok your safe.

I quickly scooped him up in my arms like he was a small child, and began running back to camp.

So cold.

I know Jimmy, I'll get you to Anne, she'll fix you right up. Just stay with me.

I became really worried when he began to shiver really bad.

Jimmy I need you to stay awake ok?

Skitters.

I take a quick glance at him, his lips, hands, and eye lids were all blue. I pushed myself to run faster. Soon the camp lights began to come into view.

Almost there Jimmy.

As I got closer, I could see a figure pacing, I knew it was Weaver.

I got him!

I yelled as loud as I could. He stopped pacing and looked in my direction.

He was in the river.

Get him to Anne.

We both ran to the medical bus.

Anne!

She looked up for the book she was reading, and her face fell to shock.

Oh my God. What happen.

I set him down on the table.

He was in the river. Said something about a skitter on the way here.

He looked a lot worst in the light. He was pale, with little hints of blue everywhere visible.

Lourdes go boil some water, put it in water bottles, wrap them in a towel or something. Rick go find any spare blankets you can. Ben wrap this around you. Take off your wet clothes.

Put these on.

She threw a blanket at me, as Weaver handed me some dry sweatpants, and closed the curtain giving me some privacy. Slowly I took off my clothes and and threw them on the floor. When I finished I pulled back the curtain a little bit to see what was going on. Lourdes had come back with the hot bottles and a cup of tea for me. She pulled back the curtain and gently pushed me back to a sitting position on the cot behind me. Rick got back with an arm load of blankets. Anne began putting the bottles all around Jimmy, then wrapped him with several blankets.

We need to raise his temperature before anything else.

She came over to check on me, I tried telling her I was fine but the sudden shiver and rough cough told her otherwise. She ordered me to drink the rest of the tea and get some sleep. But I didn't want to sleep, I just watched Jimmy lay there wrapped in blankets looking so pale. I must have been tired, because I woke up to talking. By the time on my watch I wasn't asleep for very long.

So how is he?

I acted like I was still asleep, knowing Anne would never tell me the truth on Jimmy's condition.

Well he has stage 3 hypothermia, his temperature is barley 82 degrees. We need to get fluids into his stomach, but that is going to difficult with him unconscious but we can still do it.

Ok what about Ben? He didn't look that good either?

I heard a long sigh.

He's good, but he needs rest. No going outside, no patrol. He should be good in a few days.

The bus lights turned off meaning everyone is going to bed. I quietly rolled over, to find Weaver sitting in a chair next to Jimmy's cot. I closed my eyes trying not to fall asleep again, knowing the nightmares will come.

I wonder if my dad is back. How long was Jimmy in the water. Did I really look as bad as Weaver said?

My mind wandered to various questions.

I bet im not even sick, Anne's just being paranoid.

Time skip

Ben, Ben wake up.

I woke up to Anne and Weaver standing over me, with worried expressions. I didn't notice that I was wheezing not breathing like I should be. I began gasping for breath.

Ben, calm down and breathe.

I felt small, my chest felt so tight.

Ben look at me and breathe.

I wanted to yell at Anne saying im trying. I looked at her, but my vision was fuzzy. I felt like I had been spinning in circles for hours and needed to throw up. Anne or Weaver placed their arm behind me and lifted me up into a sitting position.

Breathe damn it.

I knew it was Weaver. The sitting position helped and I was able to get a small amount of air into my lungs.

Thats good Ben, just breathe.

My breaths were short and sounded like I was coughing. I blinked a few times, as my eyes adjusted to seeing straight again.

Ben look at me.

I turned my head in Anne's direction only to be blinded by a light. I quickly shut my eyes and looked away.

Ben are you ok?

I nodded and looked back at her. There was no light in her hands, where'd it come from?

Ok take a few deep breaths.

She placed the stethoscope on m back as I began taking deep breaths.

Hmmmm?

What?

I turn around to look at her but she pushed me back around and continued listening to my breathing.

Nothing, just get some more rest. No patrol for a couple of days ok?

I was about to protest, but Weaver placed his hand on m shoulder and told me to rest. But how could I sleep, I knew something was wrong with me. Anne said goodnight and turned off the lights again, this time Weaver went with her off the bus.

So whats going on with him?

Nothing too serious for now, but it will be if he doesn't rest.

But whats wrong with him?

His lungs are making a cracking sound, best guess is he has pneumonia.

The must have forgotten that I was a freak and could hear every word they were saying.

He needs to be monitored to make sure it doesn't worsen. He should be ok in a week or so.

There was a long sigh, Weaver was probably pissed. Two of his fighters were out for a week and God knows how long and we were already short on fighters.

How did he get it? Not from being in the water and even if you could, he said he was only in the water for two or three minutes.

Remember he had the flu last week, so his immune system was already weak as it is. Then being in the river weakened it even more. Which made him almost certain to get it.

Ok.

I heard someone step onto the bus, I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I must have been Weaver, cause he sat in the chair next to Jimmy's and my cots. I felt something touch my head. I flinched remembering how the skitters used to touch and stroke our heads as we fell asleep. I was able to keep my eyes shut as if I was asleep. Weaver continued to stroke my head rather softly.

Poor kids, having to live in this messed up world. I wish I didn't have to relay on you guys to fight. It should be the adults fighting not you kids. Its my fault, im sorry.