Warnings: Unconsciousness, first aid
Spoilers: For PL4
Set: During the final battle in PL4
Song: No One Mourns the Wicked from Wicked

Unconscious (Marylin & Clark)

"Quickly!" The inspector pointed up towards the dam. "Everybody, this way!"

Marylin's mum couldn't move quickly... especially not up that steep hill.

They had to escape through Highyard Arch- it was closer and downhill- but Mum was petrified by the sight of the robots leaping onto the roofs.

"Come on, Mum!"

Marylin grabbed her right arm and Dad took the left. Together, they herded her down the hill.

The two robots in the plaza were busy attacking Arianna's pet- Loosha. Marylin felt sorry for Loosha, but at least she was providing a distraction for them to get away.

Crow and the rest of the ravens were probably helping Professor Layton right now. But Marylin's first priority was her family…

She and her parents were at the western edge of the plaza now. Nearly there…

The ground shook under their feet. Mum gasped. Marylin glanced over her shoulder.

All the little robots had joined together to form one big robot! It was looming over Loosha like a daddy longlegs.

"Come with me!" a man called.

Ahead of them, down Highyard Arch- Mayor Triton was waving.

Marylin's family staggered after him and he directed them between two houses- into an alleyway.

There wasn't enough room for three people to walk in a line, so Marylin went behind her parents.

"It should be safer here," Mr Triton breathed. He winced, however, when they heard crashing and Loosha's cries from the plaza. He poked his head out of the alley and muttered, "Poor thing... LUKE, GET AWAY FROM THERE!" He ran out of the alley. "LUKE-"

Another crash, closer this time, and his shouts were cut off.

Biting her lip, Marylin looked from the street to her parents.

"Mari?" Mum yelped. She and Dad were at the other end of the alley.

"Keep going- get somewhere safe!" Marylin told them. "I need to help…"

Dad hesitated for a moment, glancing at Mum. Marylin had survived screaming customers. She could handle this.

Dad nodded to her. "Be careful, Cariad!"

"I will!"

Pressing her back against the wall, Marylin peeked out at Highyard Arch. "Mayor Triton," she gasped.

He was lying in the middle of the street, surrounded by pieces of rubble. Had he been hit...?

Marylin looked at the plaza.

Loosha was dodging the robot's attacks and- was that Luke riding on her head? (No wonder Mayor Triton had sounded so worried!) The robot was too concerned with Loosha to notice a simple fruit-selling girl.

Marylin dashed out and called, "Mayor Triton?" What was his first name again? The professor had said it earlier... "Clark? Clark Triton! Can you hear me?"

No response. Not good...

Marylin gulped. She had learned first aid in case she needed to help her mum, but she had never actually been in an emergency before...

First time for everything, right?

With a sigh, she knelt next to Mayor Triton.

He had landed on his back, so she should have easy access his airway. She put her hand on his forehead and gently titled his head back- but not too far. She lifted his chin with two fingers so he wouldn't choke on his own tongue. She was careful not to move his neck too much.

Next, she had to check his breathing. His chest wasn't rising as far as she could tell, but when she leaned in closer, she felt his breath against her cheek. That was better!

She sat back.

"We're ready!" Luke shouted somewhere from the plaza. What were they up to?

Not now- she had to focus on saving Luke's dad.

This was the hard part- putting him into the recovery position.

The mayor's right arm was closest to her. She moved his arm so that it was at a right angle to his body with his hand upwards. As for his left hand... that had to go under the side of his head, with the back of his hand touching his cheek.

Then, she had to bend his knee up... but how could she do that while she was holding his hand in place? Why did he have to be so tall?

Marylin hummed. Maybe she could leave his left hand there, just for a moment...

She released his hand when there was more racket from the plaza.

Rocks and metal had clattered to the floor. Had the robot been defeated? Nope… It was reforming, and throwing the broken remains of the monument... hopefully not at her friends.

She returned her attention to Mayor Triton. She rested his left hand on the ground beside his chin, leaving his elbow jutting out while she went to bend his left knee into a right angle.

Puffing, she pulled on his knee and rolled him on to his side. She made sure his left arm was supporting his head.

She checked his airway again- he was still breathing.

Marylin stood up and stepped back to assess her work.

Seeing him like this, with his face slack and without his furrowed brow, he didn't look like the snobby mayor or the stern father she had heard so much gossip about. There was actually some resemblance between him and Luke...

Marylin sighed. All she could do now was wait for Mr Triton to wake up, or wait for help to arrive...

She was so relieved when, five minutes later, Wren and Socket came racing down Highyard Arch.

"Marylin!"

"Is everyone okay?" Marylin gasped.

"Yeah- whoa!" Socket skidded to a halt next to her. "Is that the mayor?"

"I think he got hit in the head…"

"We need to get him out of here," Wren said in a rush.

"The seal's tryin' to break down the floodgates!" Socket explained. "And Crow's helpin' her!"

They were going to wash the robot away like a spider down the drain.

Crow, you mad genius, Marylin thought with grin.

She heard a low groan and turned to see Mr Triton was waking up.

"Luke...?" He sat up slowly, rubbing the back of his head. He opened his eyes and blinked at Marylin, Wren and Socket. "Have you... seen my son?"

Socket answered tactlessly, "He's with the professor facin' the giant robot!"

"W-what?"

"Um, we need to go right now!" Wren intervened.

"Can you run?" Marylin checked. "You hit your head pretty hard…" She helped Mr Triton clamber to his feet.

"Thank you…" he sighed. He offered Marylin a weak smile. That smile sank when he turned his head up to the plaza. "Can anyone else hear... water-?"

"Run," Wren shouted, shoving him into the alley. "Run!"