Sarah watched over the two bodies, one was trembling the other deathly still. "Don't worry hansom, her body can do magical things. Now what did they do in that movie?" Sarah put a non-corporal hand though Alex's chest, heart is still beating, but her throat. "I know! Help me put her in the recovery position." She whispered at Bahman the Batman, and they rotated her over, her knee bent upwards, her head resting on her right hand, and on top of her left arm. Blood started to trickle out of the mouth, but "Huggh." Was the only sound she could rasp out, gasping for breath, fighting for life! "Werewolf healing FTW!"

Bahman looked down at the young woman, she was starting to splutter, more blood was pooling, thicker, more clotted. Her vibrant white outfit was covered in blood, her long straightened hair dipping into the blood, but she had always been so keen on being perfect before, a werewolf that hadn't ever had a hair out of place. "I didn't think how she's so unlike a werewolf before, she's a perfectionist, she doesn't even eat meat?" She was dieing right in front of him, another person close to him lost forever. "Bahman snap out of it! Do you think more blood is better or worse?"

"Oh, yes, right… would a paramedic take her away to the hospital then she'd be taken and tested on by weird government scientists? I'll see if I can go buy some medical supplies, blood thinners?" He tailed off again. Alexa didn't look like she could come back from this, at least he had now discovered he could transport bodies, her cousin would probably appreciate him bringing her over for burial. He noticed Sarah wearing an expression that he'd never seen her use before, she was ignoring her friend and facing him squarely. Raising her right hand with a fury as she landed a slap that stung like a bitch! God forgive me. "Owww!"

"I'm still here! Don't give up she isn't the kid. Go ask Tristan?"

"Why? Her ex-boyfriend is also a werewolf?"

"Yeah… I don't have his number where's her phone too?"

"Don't worry about that. Erm keep doing useful things until I get back?" The bat said and disappeared.

Leaving the Sarah to hover over her dying friend, could she hold the wall of her throat open with a half there finger? This was not the time to check ghost stuff!

Bahman had looked up the location of the caller Alexa had had such a 'girly' reaction to, after they had called. He traced it to a small house in Devon, it looked comfortable for one or two inhabitants and was old but well kept and well loved. He wanted to be cautious but didn't have time to check if the werewolf resident was in or not. He materialised in what looked like a kitchen? A shot went off and he was in a living room! There was someone in and they owned a gun! "I'm Alexa friend!" He squealed as he closed his eyes, and put his hand up, hoping they'd stop shooting. He rematerialised again, and just didn't feel like opening his eyes, but the wind was blowing at his face, and the suns ray's beating down, his feet were on an angle. Bahman forced his eyes open, he was on the roof and turned his dead down to see a large annoyed man with a military issued semi automatic combat shotgun looking up at him (thanks CoD), he was surrounded by neighbours, another also with gun in hand, all glaring. He had to do it, say the dumbest thing ever, "Your girlfriend's in trouble." He kept his hands up, how would any of them explain this away? The hench, intimidating, and absolutely what you would think of when you imagined a werewolf of a man, didn't reposition his gun but shouted back calmly. "Who is my girlfriend, and why didn't you call?"

"Alexa and she lost her phone!" He replied speedily, the old man with the gun besides him looked even more eager to shoot, did the costume make it worse or better, at least it wasn't a race thing. The man that must be Alexa's Tristan brought his gun down, and sent his neighbours away, not before disarming the itchy old man. He looked like he was making promises to the gooey eyed elderly women that they would get all the gossip later. Tristan shouted back up, "Climb down the back of the house, I'll meet you at the door!" He could hear the strong emphasis on door. Breaking an entering really wasn't his calling. He teleported back to Alexa.

Sarah's big blue eyes would have been in tears if they could, she was so scared, there was more blood, she couldn't stop. He teleported back and waited patiently outside the door. The door unclicked, and the werewolf towered over him. "What are you and what it going on?"

"Alexa's throat has been crushed what do we do? Do you have werewolf specific medical supplies Sarah seem to think-" Tristan had sped inside, reemerging with supernatural speed and a bag that he thrust into his arms. "And you can teleport? Take this and call me!" He commanded, used to being followed. All Bahman could do was nod, truth be told he did have the guys number.

He teleported back to find Sarah floating around her friend having moved bollards to block the way under the stage, it sounded as if another panel had started. "How is she?" His voice cracked as he asked, Sarah didn't even look back at him. "We should have taken her to a hospital, her heart is barley beating, and and, she's getting cold." The ghost whispered, a gust of speech in the air, she was barely there, just cold glassy eyes on a body not even touching the ground anymore. Bahman quickly called Tristan. "I'm here, what do I do?"

"Put me on video, and explain what's happened." The gruff worried voice commanded. He obeyed, angling the camera down to the girl, and her pool of blood. "Her throat was crushed, and her neck snapped, I don't know how she didn't die instantly."

"It usually takes more than that to kill a wolf. Was there a weapon used, or anything with silver?"

"No. A hand."

"Run your hand down the back of her neck to check the vertebrae, is anything squishy?"

"No, nothing."

"Show me the front, Don't move her." He moved the camera around. "Can you see the Adams apple? There will be a small indentation underneath it, take a scalpel out and slice half-inch horizontal cut about a half-inch deep. Then take a metal straw and place it an inch into the opening. Is the opening closing around it?"

"Yes!"

"Keep the straw there, you can't let it go any further down into her body. Is there anyone else around? They need to take the green pack of bandages out and start wrapping them around the rest of her neck, firmly but keeping her neck straight. Is she breathing yet."

"No? How?"

"Roll her over onto her back and show me." He rolled her over, and noticed Sarah was no longer helping, in fact she had disappeared. Alexa just laid there eyes shut and not moving, as if asleep, she look almost childlike, peaceful. "Oh no. She is different from other wolves. Where are you, um, no. Find the shot that says adrenaline and stab it into her heart. Or there's a bag of my blood too." Tristan continued to babble in distress, Bahman had seen death before, seen friends dead before, but what Tristan was now describing he had found something a while ago that wound work, he attached a taser connector to the charge port of his phone, and jolted where he expected Alexa's heart to be.

Alexa felt her whole body jolt, and she wheezed! Correction she wheezed though the pipe, Sarah loomed above her again. "What can I do?" Big blue eyes full of emotion asked. Alexa shut her eyes her neck burned!

"Wrap the green bandage around her neck, firmly but not moving the neck. I need to hold this." Bahman was also above her but to the side, he was holding something in her neck. As Sarah worked forced her eyes to flutter open, she knew fear was dancing across them, tears escaping the corners, she tried to swat Bahman and the burning thing in her neck away. "I need to hold it here, it's the thing you're breathing through." A phone rang between them, but it was on her, she could feel it buzz in her pocket. She fought back the tears as she rose and threw the phone from her pocket at him. Sarah had finished the bandages. Alexa blinking pointed at the phone and wrestled the straw from him, she flinched as she took it and held it in the same burning position, but sat up. Holding it in place, she tried to look her strong self, just with a green collar.

Bahman nodded back at Alexa's scarily quick recovery and attempt to be cool and answered the phone. "Hello this is Alexa's phone?"

"What's happened, why have I got a scared Tristan on the phone?" The small woman from earlier!

"Nothing, please tell him everything it fine." Alexa tilted her head down as fast as she was able, which was barely a snails pace. "Alex, how do you feel?" Sarah patted at her shoulder lightly.

"Alexa, do you think you could try a breath?" Bahman asked and the woman in question opened her mouth and spat out a clot of blood. "Okay silly question."

"Do we just stay here then?" Sarah asked, the wounded wolf looking at her scornfully daring her to come up with anywhere that wouldn't notice them covered in blood and a tube coming out of her throat.

They sat in silence for a while, until Bahman started twitching, then suffering about. "So I'm pretty sure your friends are all psychopaths." He blurted out.

"What happened?" Sarah asked him still patting Alexa, half paying attention to him.

"Her boyfriend shot at me and her other people they locked me up and threatened me."

"Tristan shot you? Why?"

"Erm, he is so scary."

"He's a big teddy bear, but wolf shaped."

"Whatever, he did stop when I mentioned Alexa's name." He winked over at Alexa, Sarah also turning with a knowing smile, the wounded wolf pretended to ignore them laid back and rolled over her entire body into a foetal position, she spluttered up some more blood, but it was loosed, not clotted, less in general.

"Knew he would, did he look like a lost puppy without her?"

"I don't think that man could ever. Alexa lives with a vampire?"

"You met Paul, he gave you the jellytaser?"

"Yeah… Paul, great vampire name." He twitched at the really basic name but Alexa kicked them both.

Sarah turned her head to her friend. "Alex, what about Paul?" She watched Alex, she was trying to communicate through her eyes alone, then pointed to her throat. Sarah stared, "Paul didn't do that, neither did his sis." The more dead girl stated flatly. Alex kicked them both again, as she turned her finger over in a circular winding motion. "You mean the guy that crushed your throat?" Alex put her thumb up, before lifting her head lightly fully opening her eyes and then putting up three fingers. "Are you any good with charades?" The ghost asked the bat.

"Not today. Alexa maybe try napping, or meat?" He asked semi-helpfully, but it did make her settle back down. The two 'awake' teens sat and chatted blissfully, sometimes listening to the panels, sometimes doing pranks on the guests above but, all the time watching over Alexa.