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Part 174
The adrenaline from his outburst wore off. He took a few hard breaths and looked to her with a sad frown, working on the other half of the vial's contents.
"I'll send you out for more compounds when he starts showing symptoms." He finished the injection and set it to the side before letting himself go and crying softly into his friend's chest.
"I-I kn-knew why h-he did th-this... H-he th-thought I was g-gone..." He looked at her with wet eyes then.
"I-I c-can't lose him... I-I l-love him... H-he means ev-everything to m-me..." He looked back and continued to pour his eyes out.
Her eyes saddened and she put a hand on his shoulder gently.
"Do you want me to get anyone for you? A? Or Watari?""
L still lay limp in his arms, not showing any signs of immediate improvement, but B had expected that.
"N-no... Th-they can't know... L-Lawli and I... W-we truly love each other... N-no one makes m-me feel th-the way L-Lawli does..." He realized he was saying too much then and looked at her.
"P-please promise m-me you will n-not speak of this t-to anyone?" He looked at her with imploring eyes, waiting on her answer.
"I promise..." She gave a small smile for a moment but it faded.
"But Watari may already know... that other doctor will not easily let this go... I'm probably out of a job, Wammy's first generation or not..." She sighed and looked down at L who was now beginning to twitch slightly; acidic vomit working its way up into his throat as his body attempted to cleanse itself of the poison.
"I'll d-defend you.. I p-promise..." He looked at his friend and observed the progress, mentally calculating what other compounds might work next.
"Can you fetch me #235, #4426, #984 and # 1658? Those are my potential ones I am going to need next. Also, I'll need a scalpel..."
The doctor mentally jotted it all down quickly.
"Right, I'll be back soon..." he mumbled and rushed out the door in time to miss the slight thrashing L's body began as the first two compounds begun to take effect.
"Good job, dearest; they are going to help get rid of the poisons you injected yourself with. I'm still here, love and I'm not going to leave your side. I love you... I'll always love you. I can't stop you from reacting like this, it's supposed to happen this way."
L thrashed a little more, the muscles in his legs tightening and cramping painfully as more of the acids came up but this time B could detect a powerful and distinct smell that let him put a name to at least one of the things in what he was sure was a complex mixture.
*#984 might work, but if there are more to this, I'd need #1658 to assist with #235 as a neutralizer, that in turn could make the blood toxic, which is why the scalpel could come in handy. I'll need #445 for the last bit.* He looked at the young doctor as she returned with the compounds in arms.
"Hand me #984, #1658 and #235. Could you return and bring back #445 in place of #4426?"
"R-right!" She put all of the vials down next to the boy and ran out again. The dark eyed boys body temperature dropped sharply, something that was quickly picked up by the wild eyed raven who suddenly understood completely what he had done. They had talked about it before at some point while bouncing ideas off of each other for how to kill someone as quickly and quietly as possible using poison mixed from easily obtainable medications. It was a totally theoretical debate, and this in the end was what they came up with together.
"You did it, didn't you? You knew what mix to use. I know the cure. You are so fortunate that I knew the antidote as we made it. I had to know in case something like this were to happen. I would have given it to you, but I knew... I knew..." With this being said, he waited a while longer, he needed a specific reaction from his friend before he could administer the first of his compounds.
The body in his arms begun to shiver after some time, lightly at first then quickly picking up until his whole body shook. Little gasps indicated the fluid had started to build up in his lungs, making each breath a little more work then the last.
"Almost there, love. Just a little while longer..." He petted raven locks, letting the compound mixtures that initiated the response take their course. He almost had the reaction he needed, opening vial #984 and rotating the liquid slowly.
The doctor finally returned, setting the new solutions down by the blood eyed boy.
"Do you know what he took yet?" She asks quietly, seeing the detective having more and more trouble breathing.
"A mixture of otherwise harmless medications, mostly relaxants, pain killers and if I'm not mistaken, a little bit of formaldehyde..." He got the reaction he needed and held his friend's face as much as he could manage before forcing the whole vial inside, closing his friend's mouth and plugging his nose and giving the throat a light, rhythmic squeeze to stimulate him to swallow.
"Why mix them? There are plenty of lethal things he could have used in here..." she mumbled more to herself than to him. It was pretty horrible, seeing the boy in his friend's arms going downhill so quickly. At least that's what it seemed like to her, in fact the struggle, the shaking and the vomiting was a good sign, meaning that his body was fighting to expel what was poisoning him.
"Don't tell anyone this, but we had discussed a means to remove ourselves in a quick and painless manner. It was only in theory, but I never thought he'd go and actually create it. I took the initiative and devised several compounds that would work against the effects. This very specific combination should in theory completely neutralize the effects this poison has on him." He reached for the needle and removed all the fluid from #1658 and again injected it into his neck.
"Why would you talk about something like that? You both seemed happy enough to me..." The needle had not even left his neck when the boy gave a soft grown, slowly opening his blurry eyes. When the first thing L saw was his friend, he quickly made the assumption that he was successful and in fact dead.
B finished the injection and removed the needle before directing his gaze to the older woman.
"We... we made a promise to never leave each other's side. We decided that if one of us should die, the other would follow. You don't know just how strong our bond is U... Lawli saved my life. He's always been there for me and I've always been there for him. We've shared many experiences, good and bad. My love for him surpasses our adopted status. I would not hesitate to kill myself if my Lawli died on me..."
"We can keep this between us if you promise to me that he is not a suicide risk..." she mumbled, "but this will still be on his record as an attempted suicide... I am sure that Watari is on his way here right now.."
"It's already close to Christmas... He's at his lowest around this time of the year. I can't make any promises he will not try again, but I will do my best this year, as I have in the past to help him cope with his pain. I don't doubt he is on his way, but I can explain to him." He looked down at his friend and seeing his unfocused eyes and smiled, giving his friend's forehead a gentle kiss.
"Welcome back Lawli. You're not quite rid of your poison. It's going to be very uncomfortable for the next hour or so. I forgive you and I love you, alright? Don't do this again unless you are absolutely certain dearest..."
L seemed a little confused at his friend's words for a long moment before reality seemed to sink in and he slowly looked around to see himself on the floor of the hospital...
*But I was sure...*
The doctor moved from her place on the ground to get the boy's chart, sitting on the bed and reading over it.
"He is such an idiot..." she mumbled and sighed after a long moment.
"He said you where 'most likely brain damaged or brain dead due to seizures'... Idiot..."
"My memory is still fuzzy about how I ended up here, but I don't think I had a seizure. I think something happened that was out of my control. I can barely remember seeing a very bright light and seeing a dog fall on its side, but that's about it so far..." He occupied himself with petting his friend's hair, opening the last of the vials with a powdered compound and giving it to his friend.
"I know it tastes foul, but it will help you."
*It's also going to put you in a lot of pain, but I can't give you any pain killers while it takes its effect.*
"Can you give me the scalpel? I'll be needing it in a few minutes."