All four of them went. This was not going to be an easy capture, with the little information that they had and the spotty footage she had seen she couldn't even tell what type of abnormal it was. Flying monkey thing helped in no way define the personality and character traits of an abnormal. And it most certainly would have helped avoid the situation she now found herself in.
Will had to duck quickly when the thing jumped up and flew at him, striking with sharp claws and coincidentally hitting his left shoulder blade when he dove for the ground slower than was necessary to avoid a direct hit. Kate had already been hit by the thing and lay unconscious in a heap behind Henry who was actively protecting the young woman.
Will stood, grasping his arm and she saw the blood seep from between his fingers. Magnus stopped; her heart pounding and her eyes transfixed on his wound. She couldn't move; she was frozen on the spot. The creature swiped his clawed hand across her face and knocked her to the ground where she hit her head against the metal dumpster behind her and fell into the black world of calmness.
Henry dropped his stunner and grabbed for the weapon strapped to his leg that Magnus always insisted he carry. Seemed it was going to come in useful tonight. He shot an entire round into the creature and it finally fell to the ground. Henry checked Kate's pulse first and she began to rouse from the unconscious world, albeit slowly and barely. Next he went to Magnus, while Will stalked over to the creature, making sure it was actually dead.
When he was satisfied he moved over to where Henry was kneeling next to Magnus. "We're gonna need the Big Guy to make it not scar." Will nodded silently and pressed his clean hand to her cheek. This was not going to be a pleasant recovery in all manners.
"Let's take her to the hospital, at least she'll get a plastic surgeon to do the stitches or someone more experienced than me."
"What are we gonna say?" Kate had stood and staggered over to them, limping slightly.
"Dog, and if I have to pull some strings I will." He pulled her jacket open and looked at the stitches on her side; she had popped about three of them. He'd have to redo them after they left the ER AMA because there was no way he was going to let that one get by them.
"They don't look that deep," the Indian's voice was calm and quiet, "they're probably just going to glue it up and butterfly bandage it. No point in taking her, I can do it."
"Alright, let's get her in the van and off the wet ground first, come back for that thing second." Will took charge easily and they listened, neither having issue with his argument.
Magnus awoke slowly and with much pain in her shoulder and knee. She groaned quietly and tried her hardest to open her eyes, but was unable to open the left one at all. Will saw this and settled in next to her after closing the book he was reading about the flying monkey creature they had killed. "Hey there."
"What happened?"
"A lot, how are you feeling?"
She took a deep breath and decided not to answer that question for him or for herself as the answer was not going to be a positive one. "When can I get out of here?"
"Not for a while, seems we have quite a bit to discuss and you are officially off active duty and out of a job until you talk to me."
"That's not necessary." She tried to move to sit up and he effectively pushed her right back down without much effort.
"It is, Magnus. You weren't the only one hurt out there tonight and something is up with you that's causing all this. You froze. You were unable to perform your duties adequately and that is not acceptable."
She waited a long moment before speaking, "It's just memories."
"Memories which are affecting your judgment, your ability to work, and even more importantly, you're ability to sleep." She acknowledged every one of his observations with a nod. "So, what are these memories?"
He saw the tear slip from under her closed lids before he heard her raspy breath. "John. It's always John."
