Freddie and Sam sprang into action they both ran to the door separating them from the quarantined. The door looked like it came from a ships bulk head. They started pulling it open as fast as they could not caring that they were not in the rubber suits. They raced through the short hall way as the automatic sprinklers sprayed disinfectants them and they opened the next door as well. They plowed into Carly's room. She was dressed in a simple cloth hospital gown and was just laying on the bed still limp and the heart monitor flat line still going.
Sam ran to Carly's side. "Carly hey, hey, speak to me, Freddie help me!" Sam shouted at him. Freddie was working on getting Carly's feet unbuckled while Sam worked to get the bite mask off her face. The unchanging sound of the heart monitor was like a knife to both of there guts. As soon as Sam got Carly's wrists undone there was still no steady beep of the heart monitor the noise of the flat line. The unchanging sound filled Sam and Freddie's heads and hearts with dread.
They both stopped what they were doing for a moment and looked at each other. They doubled there efforts to free Carly of her bonds. Hopping beyond hope that Carly would be ok. Sam went back to work on the bite mask and then moved to undoing the restraints around her waist. The flat line sound the machine was giving off was weighing heavy on there resolve. Freddie having freed Carly's feet moved to help Sam. Sam pushed his hands away. To much help was not helping. Instead he was trying to find Carly's pulse on her neck.
As Sam got the belt free a hand shot out and grabbed her wrist and gave it a squeeze that had it been any other situation Sam would have congratulated Carly. Carly's heart which was not beating suddenly started back up again. It suddenly sky rocketed and her eyes flashed open. They were all white and void of color. Freddie shocked by the sudden movement and Carly's eyes, stumbled and fell on his backside. Sam trapped in Carly's grip could only flinch back but she was not prepared for what happened next.
Carly sat up, let out a terrible and freighting scream. It was loud and low and guttural. Not girly at all. Sam held by Carly death grip was thrown to the floor, Carly sat up, turned as if to run, and fell off the gurney. She hit the ground with a dull thud; she balled up into the feudal position, and started to cry. Sam was landed on her butt hard. Sam and Freddie shared a look through the gurney. Freddie crawled his way to Carly. "Carly are you hurt?" Freddie asked. "Carls were here to help you. Come on we need to get out of this place." Sam said as she too scooted towards them.
Carly cried and shock for a moment on the floor. Sam and Freddie tried there best to console her. "Sam, Freddie where are we, what's going on?" Carly whispered. You could barley hear any life in Carly's voice. "Were in the hospital; getting you out of here Carly. Sam help me carry her!" Freddie raised his voice. Sam moved to put Carly's arm around her neck while Freddie did the same. "Are you ok Sam? Freddie asked. "Everything hurts." Carly stated in the same voice dull and void of emotion. "I'm fine let's get her out of here." They both made there way back the way the entered.
As they approached the door they heard a huge commotion. "This way people move, move, move!" Someone was shouting orders and they could hear people running past the door. Someone screamed out side the door "Look out behind you!" Several gun shoots rang out. They heard running and more muffled yells before the sounds from out side went quite. Sam and Freddie stopped in their tracks. "Freddie hold her for a second." Sam commanded. She made her way to the door and peeked out. She looked down and slammed the door shut and turned to face them.
"Sam? What is it?" Freddie asked. Sam looked pale. Freddie had never seen her look like that before.
"Sam?" Freddie tried again.
"There's two bodies out there…"
"And…?"
"And there both full of bullet holes and covered in blood Freddie!"
"Whoa! Ok let's... just find Spencer and get Carly back home."
Sam went back over to them and slung Carly's arm back over her shoulder. "We need to move fast Freddie I don't like this." Sam said. Freddie nodded. They all moved through the door and quickly past the bodies. One was on top of the other. Sam did not really look and Freddie noticed that indeed both where bullet ridden and coved in blood. He also noted that the skin on one look way more pale then normally a dead body would. He turned his attention back Carly who was still mostly dead weight and loopy.
They all made there way as quickly as they could to where Spencer was talking to the detective. The moved as fast as they could with Carly between them. Freddie who was on the side that Carly's arm was bit noticed that there were black vanes running up her arm. Black blood was seeping through the bandage that was over the wound. He was just noticing it looked bad. He kept his mouth shut and kept going. Sam was truly scared. She never really scared but today she was. The only ever time she was scared was when Carly and her where almost killed out on the window washing scaffold.
This was something much bigger though. Some crazy person or persons were running around bitting others and people where shooting them. The next thing to do was find Spencer. From there they can find Carly some real help. As the trio pushed on they passed a few scattered people in the halls. No one made to stop them and they found there way back to the waiting room with spencer. They found him pacing back and forth and as soon as he spotted them he ran to them. "Guys give me Carly we need to get the heck out of here." He pulled Carly from Sam and Freddy's arms bridal style.
"Get to my car. Run and don't stop for anyone else. There is some whack chiz going on here." Spencer and the gang ran and dodged past doctors, nurses, cops and even a couple of soldiers. No one tried to stop them and they quickly found themselves in the parking garage. The soldiers set up a perimeter and stopped everyone coming into the hospital. No one harassed them as they left though. Not having to dodge people they picked up a little speed and got into Spencer's car and pilled in. Spencer drove as fast as he could. "Spencer do you have any idea what is going on? I mean people are getting attacked and shot at!" Freddie asked.
"I heard some doctors and soldiers talking about how it's not a rabies outbreak. That is something else. And thats all I heard before the gun shots. Thats when things started to get violent. Then you guys showed up and I knew it was time to leave." Spencer said. "I'll check the radio for any news." Freddie said. He started to fiddle with the car stereo till he found a local new station. Not much was being reported that was useful information. It was just the basic stay indoors and report any possible infections to the authorities.
They all headed back to Bushwell not knowing what else to do. As spencer was about to pull into the parking garage though a group of people stopped him. Lewbert was directing them as they worked. They seemed to be setting up fence around the building. "What's going on?" Spencer asked the one that stopped him. "That guy with the wart over there hired us to set up fences around the whole building. He says there are crazy people roaming the streets attacking others so this is for the safety of the tenants." The worker stated.
Lewbert saw Spencer talking to the worker and came over. "Hey I'm not paying you to stand around to chat, chatting McChatting! Get back to work!" Lewbert yelled at the man. "And you!" He pointed at Spencer. "Get in there so we can protect you!" Lewbert was really in a mood today. More so then usual. Spencer parked and they all helped Carly out of the car. She was in such a pitiful state. She was pail and weak but seemed to be able to support some of her weight now. Everyone thought it was a good sign. Spencer, Freddie, and Sam where all still scared.
They all had no idea what was wrong and who they could trust to get Carly some help. They road the elevator in silence and once in the apartment Spencer placed Carly on the couch. "Hey guys can you watch Carly while I call my dad and take a shower really quick." He asked Sam and Freddie. They both agreed. Spencer grabbed the phone and went to his room. He called his dad's base. He left an emergency message saying something was wrong with Carly and he did not know what was wrong with her. He did not mention the hospital incident or her being bit but he did say it was medical. He hoped that his dad would get it quickly.
He took a quick shower and changed into some new cloths. Next he went to his bed and started searching under it. Finding what he was looking for he pulled out a strong box and placed it on his bed. He though hard about what he was going to do now that he was starring at it. He only ever took it out to clean, check, and change the moisture absorber he kept inside. It was something his dad gave to him and made sure he knew how to use and maintain with military practice when he became the guardian of Carly.
He never though he would have to pull it to actually keep it on him. He checked to see if it was in good working order he flipped the safety on the Beretta 9mm and loaded a full magazine into it. He got the shoulder holster and the extra magazines out of the box as well and put them on under his shirt. He remembered some words his dad told him before he left for his station. "I am not giving you this gun because I want you to use it. I pray you never have to pull it out to use. I am giving you this as a last resort for you and Carly." Breaking from his thoughts Spencer tucked it into the holster and buckled it. "Something is up." Spencer said. He just did not know how big it was.
Sam and Freddie where watching Carly as she lay on the couch. Freddie checked her arm and really got a good look at it for the first time. The tendrils of black blood seemed to almost be gone. Red normal blood taking its place. The first-aid kit that was still on the table so he decided to put a new bandage on Carly's arm. "What are you doing?" Sam questioned. "Carly's wound looks to be getting better. See." Freddie said as he removed the old bandage from Carly's wrist. There were still teeth marks but it seemed to be healed a fair amount.
It was unusual because she had only been bitten a few hours before and a wound like that could take days to heal. "So thirsty." Carly moaned. Her voice dry. Sam got up and got a glass of water. When she was back Freddie, done with the bandage helped to sit Carly up to give her a drink. Sam was not sure what to make of this new information about Carly's bite. She did notice Carly's skin was not so pale but it was only a tiny improvement. As Sam and Freddie watched there friend the front door to there apartment suddenly slammed open.
In ran a frantic Ms. Benson who scooped up Freddie in a huge bear hug. "Oh Freddie I am so glade your safe I have been calling you and calling you but something is wrong with my cell phone. I was so worried! With the outbreak of Rabies and the Army coming into the city" Marisa was practically squeezing her son to death as she rambled on about what the world was coming to. "Mom, Mom, MOM! I'm fine I don't have Rabies. Can you please let go." Freddie lightly pushed his mother back as her grip loosened. Spencer cam out from the kitchen.
"Ms. Benson I never thought I would ask you this but do you think you can take a look at Carly. She was bitten and..." Spencer never finished. "Bitten! Oh dear she has Rabies! Freddie where leaving right this instant." Marisa stated. "Mom Carly doesn't have Rabies." Freddie asserted. "Yeah it's something else you crazy woman!" Sam spoke up and stood to face Marisa. "Look Ms. Benson my sister is sick with something and I can't trust the hospitals. Look do you think you can take her over to your place and look after her please. You know a lot more about illnesses then we do.
I need to clean up. Sam and Freddie can fill you in on what happened." Spencer looked so stressed and worn out. "Yes fine I will do so. Bring her over." Marisa conceded. Sam and Freddie carefully got Carly off the couch and brought her across the hall. They where about to place her on the couch when Marisa called out to them. "Hold it!" Sam and Freddie froze where they where not knowing what they did. Marisa came over to the couch with a rubber sheet and placed it over the whole couch. "Ok you can put her down now." Sam looked at Ms. Benson like she could set her on fire with just her mind.
They carefully placed her on the cushions. Ms. Benson went to her closet where she kept her medical supplies and grabbed her huge bag of first aid. She went to Carly's side and placed it at on the floor to examen her. "Oh my, her skin feels so cold and look at this wound on her wrist." Marisa said to herself mostly. Sam came around and sat on the edge of the couch by Carly's feet. Marisa checked Carly's pulse and found it to be slow but strong. Next she unwrapped Carly's bandage expecting a far worse wound judging from the red and black ichor that seeped through them. Instead what she found was a mostly healed scar with very little blood.
"This makes no sense. No wound like that should heal so fast." This was nothing that Marisa has seen or read about in all her years. The black ichor seemed to flow out the few remaining open cuts on Carly's wrist. The healing was one thing but the black ichor was what really scared her. It could be any number of things she knew and did not know about. "Sam Freddie go get a bowl of warm water, a clean towel, and a blanket from the closet." They both went went and did as he was told.
She continued to examen Carly not really knowing what to do. Sam and Freddie came back and she began to clean away the dry blood and other black goo around Carly's wound to get a good look at what she was dealing with. The wound clean Marisa clearly saw that the last of the black ichor was running out of Cary's wounds. Color was returning to Carly's skin as well. "Still thirsty." Carly moaned. Freddie this time went and got Carl'y some water.
The strength in Carly seemed to be returning as well. She grabbed and held the glass as she drank it with no assistance this time. As Carly drank Marisa took a sample of the black ichor in a specimen jar then started working to clean Carly's arm. The wound was not so bad after it was cleaned up. The black was nearly gone from her vanes and the bite was nothing more then a scare really. Any trace of where she was tied down was also gone. "When was she bit again?" Marisa asked Sam. "Sometime this afternoon." Sam replied.
Marisa looked again at Carly's wrist. The healing is way to fast. It should be at lest a few weeks to be fully healed. Not a few hours and its healed. She was baffled. Next her skin was really cold still but Carly seemed to be doing ok now. "How are you feeling Carly?" Marisa asked. "I'm so thirsty, cold, and tired. More water please." Carly said in a lack luster voice. Freddie taking a little initiative instead of filling the glass again grabbed a bigger thermos and filled that. He brought it back and Carly and Sam went to grab a blanket.
Carly sat up and chugged the water like she was trying to drown herself. "Let me see your arm." Marisa asked when she was finished. She inspected the wound and did not think that the wound needed to be dressed. It was practically healed. She felt Carly's forehead and expecting to feel it warm. Instead she felt the same cold as her arms. Marisa grabbed a blanket from Sam started to wrap Carly up in it. "You just rest up Carly we will take care of you. Just rest." She turned to Sam. "Sam go grab some warm pajamas from her room." Sam took off. Marisa noticed Carly's eyes and did a double take. "Freddie. What color are Carly's eyes?" Marisa asked. "There brown." Freddie answered. That was not the color that she was looking at now though.
