Sharp Intuition:
A/N: Hello my lovely readers! I know this is shocking but this is a whump!fic (If you don't know, that means an injury centric fic) This was requested by missauthor13 and I really liked it. I'm home sick today so I hope to get some writing done, but if not today I will in the next few days. I have off from Wednesday until next Tuesday for Thanksgiving Break. I did quite a bit of research for this so I hope you like it. Italics are flashbacks.
Disclaimer: TNT owns the show and the Aussie. I own Ashton and the writing.
Ashton could feel her heart pounding throughout her entire body. Her hands were shaking and she couldn't focus on anything. The reason? Colonel Baird had just called her and told her that there was a problem and that she should come to the Annex. She had also told her that Ezekiel had gotten hurt pretty badly. Thus bringing Ashton to the position she was in. She sat in her VW Bus, drumming her fingers on the wheel, waiting for the light to change from red to green. When it did, she sped as fast as she could, rushed around corners, and pulled into into the parking lot. She had barely turned the key of her van when she hopped out and ran to the door. When she got there she found Jake waiting for her. She rushed right into his open arms.
"Hey. It's okay. Shh. It'll be okay. He's the luckiest guy I know, I'm sure he'll be fine." He consoled the girl. She had held in her tears for the entire drive but when she reached Jake's warm embrace, she broke down. He wrapped him arm around her and led her inside. She was met by Cassandra who had obviously been crying. Ashton had managed to calm herself down until she met eyes with Cassandra. They both burst into tears and held each other for a moment before Ashton pulled back. She saw the most horrifying sight that she had seen in a very long time. Cassandra's lovely light blue dress, had blood splattered all over it.
"Where is he? I need to see him." She asked shakily.
"He's with Baird in the infirmary. He looks really bad." Cassandra paused. "Ashton… I'm so sorry. This is all my fault, I mean it wouldn't have happened if I hadn't-" She was cut off by Ashton running towards the hospital section of the Library. She ran in where she saw Baird leaning over Ezekiel's still body, but before she could reach him a pair of hands grabbed her roughly and held her in place.
"Miss Magisterium, I don't feel it would be wise for you to see him like this." Jenkins told her, voice eerily calm. Almost too calm, which made her think that he was forcing himself to calm down for her sake. Ash wasn't having any of it, however, and she ripped herself away from Jenkins and ran towards her boyfriend. When she finally reached him, all the air left her body. He was completely limp and covered in blood. His abdomen seemed to be where it was flowing from.
"What… What happened?" She choked out as she grabbed his hand.
"We were examining this old warehouse, trying to find some of the missing artifacts…" Colonel Baird began.
"Let's do rock, paper, scissors then." Cassandra argued with the thief.
"Fine." They began the game, Jake rolled his eyes at them. They were trying to decide who would be the one to test if the booby traps were still set or if they were safe. In the end Cassandra lost but she looked at Jake and made a silent plan with him. Before Eve could stop them from doing anything that would risk their lives, Jake and Cassandra pushed Ezekiel through the door. As it turned out, the booby traps were not activated. He turned around and spread his arms with a smile on his face.
"What did I tell you? I'm awesome!" Ezekiel had been the one to deactivate them but no one knew for sure if it had worked. "Thanks Ezekiel! You're great Ezekiel! Said-" Ezekiel gasped suddenly. He fell to his knees and gripped at his stomach. Now, visible behind him, was Lamia. She had been hiding so well that no one could've seen her. She had stabbed him with her katana, not once, but twice. The second time she twisted the blade before she ripped it out. Baird went into guardian mode, firing off her gun, while the others rushed to Ezekiel's side. Cassandra gazed at him, his eyes were glossing over, his skin clammy and pale. He was losing a lot of blood and was slipping into shock.
"Ezekiel stay with me man." Jake patted his cheeks. The boy's pupils were extremely dilated and Jake could feel how shaky his body was.
"It… hurts. A lot." Ezekiel breathed out. His words were spoken lethargically, probably caused by how much blood he had lost. Baird rushed back, having lost Lamia. She dialed for Jenkins on her phone.
"Jenkins get the first aid room ready. I'll send you our coordinates for the back door. Please hurry. It's a matter of life and death." She whispered as she looked at the young man.
"Understood. And Colonel? Which of them is it?" Jenkins asked. When she said the name of the thief, he felt his heart drop. "I'll have everything ready. I'll try to be as fast as possible."
"Thanks Jenkins. Bye." She hung up the phone and turned back to the scene. Ezekiel had his head on Cassandra's lap, her light blue dress now covered in blood. They were trying to keep him awake, but there was no use. He slipped out of consciousness just as the back door opened. With the help of Jake, she scooped him up and rushed him inside. They brought him to the first aid room where she examined his wounds.
"She knicked his large intestine which is a big problem. It'll cause Peritonitis. That's basically an infection. It'll make him feel some intense pain, nausea, and will cause his abdomen to swell, but it's not life threatening. The problem with it is that now he has internal bleeding. That combined with blood loss is what will kill him if he doesn't get proper treatment. Someone needs to call Ashton." She informed the group.
"You call her, we'll wait for her to get here." Jake had his arm around the crying Cassandra. As they left the room, he heard her muttering things to herself.
"He'll die if he doesn't get a transfusion. It's all my fault, Jake. If I hadn't made him go in there… this would've never happened." She sobbed.
"If it's your fault then it's mine too. I pushed him in too." He sighed before walking outside and waiting for Ashton to get there.
"He needs a blood transfusion? What type of blood does he have?" Ashton asked at the end of the story.
"I'm not quite sure… let me check." Baird opened up his file, sighed, and then closed it. She turned to Ezekiel. "You would have B-. I swear you do everything in your power to make life more difficult."
"What do you mean?" Ashton asked.
"B- blood is the second rarest blood type in the world. It can only be transfused with more B- blood or O- blood." Eve sighed again before looking over at Ashton with curiosity. She was rolling up her shirt sleeve. "What are you doing?"
"You are one lucky bastard, y'know that?" She laughed lightly to the limp boy. "I'm O-. Hook me up." Eve smiled lightly.
"Alright. Let's get him some blood." Ashton gave as much blood as she could. It wasn't quite enough but it certainly helped. He was currently in a medically induced coma. They had to sew him up and they gave him meds to stop the infection and the internal bleeding. Eve left Ashton alone with him so that they could both rest. Ashton knew she should sleep, seeing as she gave him two pints of blood. She felt woozy and tired and quite nauseous but it was well worth it. Jenkins came over and gave her a glass of juice and some cookies to try to make her feel better. She ate them slowly before she gave in to her own body and fell asleep. She awoke a few hours later with a dull headache and a pain in her arm where the needle had gone. She turned to Ezekiel, who was still comatose.
"Hey you. You've gotta pull through. I don't know what I'll do without you. We've had so many great memories and I just want to make more. Remember when I freaked out because of that giant spider, and then you came to help me and it chased after us and so we were both freaking out. Or how about when you stole and brought home that kitten after I had a really bad day. Y'know, the one that the landlord didn't let us keep. Or when I broke my leg and you carried me around the house, even though I could've used the crutches. Or...or when I met your Dad and he was being a jerk to you and I told him to fuck off. That was funny. God Ezekiel, just please get better." She held his hand tightly. Unbeknownst to her, Eve and Jenkins were in the room too. They looked at each other sadly before they exited the room.
"I hope for her sake that he get's better." Jenkins sighed in exhaustion. It had been a long day for everyone. Jake and Cassandra were found napping together on the pull out futon, the adrenaline had finally worn off.
"I know. I never imagined that it would be him. I prepare myself for the worst with Cassandra everyday, and with Jake and Flynn, well they're reckless and overconfident and could get themselves in a bad position, but not Ezekiel. He always had an exit plan so that he could ensure his own safety above everyone else's. Plus he's the luckiest little shit I've ever met. I never imagined that he would be the one dying far too young." Eve admitted. "If he does get better, there will be a big change in how I run as a guardian. No matter what the situation, I go in first." Her eyes brightened. "Hey! Do we have anything in here that might speed up the healing?"
"Oh my god! We are in a magical library and we're trying to naturally heal him. I should've thought about it." Jenkins rushed to some of the shelves and brought back a magical potion. Together, they rushed back to the sickroom where Ezekiel and Ashton were.
"We think we can heal him a little bit faster. It'll take him far behind the edge of death, but he will still feel the pain of his ailments but they will go from fatal to minor. He should be fine in a few weeks." Jenkins told her. He poured the thick brown liquid over the stab wound. It glowed for a moment before it started to patch itself up. "That should do the trick." Suddenly they heard a sharp intake of breath.
"God that stings!" Ezekiel slurred. He was still under the effects of the medicine and was more than slightly tired. "Ok the stinging has now become a full unbearable pain." He squeezed his eyes shut as he exclaimed in pain.
"It'll hurt like that for a while, but compared to death I think this is pretty good." Eve smiled tearfully. She would never admit it to his face, but he was happy he was alive.
"That's because you can't feel it. I can." Ezekiel groaned in misery.
"The best we can do is pump you full of sedatives and painkillers to make you fall asleep until you feel better." Jenkins muttered.
"Whatever. Anything but this." Ashton held firmly onto his hand. He didn't realize it at first but eventually he locked eyes with her. He had dark circles around his eyes and a grimace that showed exactly how he was feeling. His eyes snapped shut in pain as Jenkins stuck him with the needle for the morphine drip.
"You'll feel a lot better soon dork." Ashton smiled at him, watching his eyes start to fall slowly.
"I hope. I really dun like needles." He slurred as he succumbed to the sleep. All she knew was that he would get better and that was enough for her.
A/N: I know I do a lot of whump!fics but I'll never get over just how cute they can be. This one was pretty dark actually with some fluff in the mix. I hope you guys enjoyed. If so leave me a nice review or a request for a new chapter/fic. I love hearing from you all. I love you more than delicious soup I'm eating. ~FGaT xoxoxoxoxxo