Kurt had been praying ever since he got back in the car. Markie lay beside him, hardly breathing, and not moving. God, please not again. Don't take him away yet. I can't handle a fourth death. He believed with all his heart that God heard, and would do what was in his plan. But every time he looked at Markie, he wasn't sure God's will was what he wanted it to be.
Kurt exited the realm, and without even slowing down for half a second, he headed for the medical bay at Kentucky's Drifter head quarters. By now he had turned invisible, so he wouldn't freak out other drivers.
When he got to the emergency entrance of the MB (as they all called it), after what seemed an eternity, he quickly got out and called for help. A stretcher was brought out, and Markie was immediately put under Doc's care.
Doc was a former field medic, in his military days. He was the best doctor for severe injuries that needed to be treated immediately. He knew how to stay calm when it was especially important to keep your hand steady, and to treat things correctly.
Kurt was sitting outside the room, praying, and waiting for Doc's "verdict." Peter Brown walked in. He was a chaplain in the army, and often held a Bible study during the weekend.
"Hey. How is he?" He wasn't exactly sure what to say. Usually it was Markie sitting there, waiting to see how Kurt was.
"Don't know. Doc's still in there."
"Want me to pray?"
"Please." And so he did. Everyone knew Markie, and also didn't want him to die.
"Kurt?" Pete asked after about an hour.
"Yeah."
"I need to go. But, what ever God's will is, He'll still be there when you need him. If Markie…" he couldn't say it, "God will be there all the more. He loves your brother too. He knows what's best for both of you."
"You probably told Markie that a lot, huh?"
"Yeah. 'Cept than I could stay longer, and pray more."
Kurt kind of laughed, and nodded, "thanks Pete."
"Welcome. By the way, just to let you know, I think you Wylde's are to tough to die like this," in his head he added, of course, I could be wrong. Thankfully, Kurt didn't seem to notice his unspoken doubt, and he left. Leaving Kurt to continue his praying, at least a little comforted.