Title: Lost
Disclaimer: Think carefully, what would happen if I actually owned Storm Hawks? Chaos, that's right!
Summary: StorkFinn After a crash landing in the Condor, the Storm Hawks find themselves stranded in an unknown Terra. And Stork's convinced that something is out in the dark, waiting to attack. Is he right? Or is it all in his head?
Warnings: Slash, yaoi, malemale, shonen-ai, violence, gore, blood, swearing, cussing,OOC-ness, my grammar, hurting, comfort, pain, blah, blah, blah...get it? It's all just anything I can come up with...and if you've got any ideas, feel free to share!
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Piper felt the blood drain from her face and freeze while she nearly became sick. The mixed sound of Stork's screams and the feeling of moving his bone back into place was beginning to get to her. She worked quickly, setting the bone and letting out a shaky breath.
"I'm so sorry, Stork," she said, looking sadly at the merb. "But it had to be done." She saw how his back rose and fell in quick jerks, knowing that he was in serious pain now. "Finn, can you get me the needle and thread?" Her voice sounded shaky and Finn looked at her with wide eyes.
"Why? What are you going to do?" he asked, looking between Stork's trembling form, and her own.
"I need to stitch up the hole in his leg before we splint it." He nodded hesitantly and reached into the case. Aerrow reached down and took the rawhide out of Stork's mouth. Finding it easy to remove when his jaw was lax.
"How are you holding up?" he asked, noticing the sweat that had formed on his forehead and how his green skin had taken on a lighter shade. He nodded jerkily, knowing that his words would fail him and remembering the pain that he felt the last time that he tried to move his arm, so a thumbs-up, no matter how much of a lie, was out of the question.
Radarr squawked reassuringly as he placed his small hands on Stork's shoulder. The merb grit his teeth as he felt the needle sliding through his skin. He tried to keep his thoughts elsewhere, to keep his mind off of what Piper was doing.
"Hold on, Stork," Junko said. "Piper'll make you feel better soon."
Piper began to bite her lip again as she tied the last knot, grateful that the tear the bone had made only a small hole instead of what it could have been. She swallowed dryly as she saw the blood that coated her fingers. Not giving it a second thought, she wiped her hands on her pants before handing the materials back to Finn.
"This's really...gettin'...unc'mf'rtable..." Stork mumbled, feeling his vision begin to darken around the edges.
"What is?"Aerrow asked, feeling the worried knot in his stomach tighten.
"'M back," he slurred, his eyes starting to close. The Storm Hawks exchanged fearful expressions before focusing on the pilot again.
"What's wrong with you back, Stork?" Piper asked, forgetting her sick feeling, finding it replaced with worry. "...Stork? Stork! You have to stay awake!" She watched as Aerrow shook his shoulder gently, hoping that it would keep him from passing out of them.
His eyelids fluttered briefly, but remained shut, making the others near hysteria. "Stork!" Aerrow shouted, jostling the pilot's shoulder with a bit more force.
"Come on, Stork! You can't just pass out on us now!" Finn shouted, knowing that if something was wrong with his back, it could be extremely dangerous for them to move him off of the floor and into a bed.
"Stork!" Aerrow tried again, using a bit more force. They watched as his eyelids flickered a bit more strongly, but still remain firmly shut. "Stay with us, Stork!"
"Aerrow," Piper called, distracting the redhead momentarily. He looked at her, and noticed where she was pointing. Thinking it over quickly, he nodded, hoping that her plan would get Stork to wake up and stay awake.
Swallowing roughly, she nodded before reaching down and applying a bit of pressure to the flesh around the broken bone. Immediately, Stork's eyes clenched as he bit off a scream, making his cry sound even more heart-wrenching to the other Storm Hawks. "I'm so sorry, Stork," Piper said, feeling bad about having to resort to such drastic measures.
"Stork," Aerrow said, getting his hazy attention, "you have to tell us what is wrong with your back."
At first, he did not say anything, and the others would have thought that he had passed out if he was not looking dully at them. "'S tingly..." he slurred, looking at them with unfocused, glassy eyes.
"In what way?" Piper asked, feeling that nervous pit in her stomach tighten. "...Stork?"
"I...don' know..." His eyes started to close again, making the others snap to action again.
"Stork!" Junko called, getting his attention. "You can't sleep, yet."
Stork groaned in response. "So...tired..."
"We know," Aerrow said, feeling guilty for having to keep his friend awake when all he wanted to do was sleep. "But does your back feel painful?" The pilot mumbled a negative response. "So, do you think we could move you to your room?"
"I...don' know..." he mumbled again, his eyes closing halfway. "'S prob'ly ruined."
"He's right," Piper said, looking directly at the other guys. "When the Condor flipped over, it must have thrown everything around in our rooms."
"Then..." Finn said, looking down at Stork's already unconscious form. "What are we going to do with Stork? He can't just lie on the floor!"
"Yeah," Junko agreed.
"Wait!" Aerrow said, his eyes widening. "What about the spare cots that we have in case of an emergency!"
"Right!" Piper said. "We can set one up in here until we fix his room!"
"It's settled, then," the redhead said, nodding. "Junk, you can go get one of the cots, we'll all help set it up, and Piper can watch Stork with Radarr while we straighten up his room." The others nodded while Junko stood up, hurrying out of the room to go get a cot.
The other Storm Hawks just kneeled there, carefully watching their wounded friend. "We still have to find out where we crashed," Aerrow muttered, knowing that it would take them even longer to get out of the strange Terra while their pilot was recuperating.
"Not to mention all of the repairs that the Condor needs," Piper chimed in, slowly feeling her nerves die down. "It looks like we're going to be here for a while."
"What if we run out of food?" Finn asked, distracting himself from looking at Stork's still form.
"There's got to be some fruit around here somewhere," Aerrow said, shrugging.
"Besides," she added. "We have plenty stored in case of an emergency, and I'm sure this fits the profile of one... And even if it's not enough, there has to be some type of animals of vegetables here, unless we landed in a desert...or a desolate tundra..."
"Nice little pep talk, Piper," Finn muttered. "You'd make Stork proud."
"Got it!" they heard Junko yell as he ran into the room, carrying a wide box in his arms.
"Great!" Aerrow said, watching how the wallop placed the box gently down next to them. The redhead and blonde reached over and quickly opened the box, seeing a thin mattress and metal bars. Junko turned the box over, dumping all of the materials onto the floor.
After fifteen minutes, with all of their help, the Storm Hawks were able to put together the cot. "Hmm...we need to move him carefully," Piper said, trying to think of how they could do so without making him wake up painfully.
"How?" Finn asked, trying to think of how it could be done, but coming up with nothing.
"Maybe we can do what they do at a hospital?" Aerrow asked, wondering if they could.
"Well, we might," the strategist said, "but we have to keep Stork off of his back for now. Once we get him on the cot, I can check for any serious spinal injuries."
"Sure," Junko said, nodding eagerly.
"Okay!" Piper said, taking a deep breath. "Aerrow, you can carefully lift Stork's legs, while Finn can get his chest and head." They nodded and slowly slipped their hands underneath the merb. "Be very slow and gentle."
"We know," Finn muttered, breathing shallowly.
"On the count of three?" Aerrow asked.
"Sure," she said.
"One," Junko said quietly.
"Two," Finn muttered.
"Three!" Aerrow said.
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