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CHAPTER THIRTEEN - RESCUE

Ash lay on the floor of the house, feeling his blood flow onto the floor, mingling with that of his sisters. It seemed a strange way to end when he'd done this to so many others with never a second thought. Especially being killed by Mary Lynette. He hoped one day she might remember him fondly and that her fury and bloodlust would be sate.



Ash?

Rowan

Don't let go Ash. Not yet. It's not the end. He closed his eyes and let the darkness take him.

The jet landed in a clearing in the forest about a mile from the house. Thierry and Hannah started running towards the house, followed by Rashel, Quinn, Thea and Eric. He'd managed to convince about half of the Daybreakers to remain behind, in case something should happen. He leaped over the broken door, searching, preying for life signs. They were in the basement.

Thierry picked up a nearby wrench and motioned Hannah behind him. The scene he found chilled him. James and a human were desperately trying to break the lock on a chest and Poppy was floating between Rowan, Kestrel and Ash's crumpled forms trying hopelessly to do anything that might help. Thierry hit the padlock as hard as he could with the wrench, but nothing happened. He hit it again, letting out a small part of his fury, it snapped. He lifted the lid to find Jade inside, deathly white. He lifted her out quickly and passed her to her waiting soul mate, sure he would look after her.

Rowan seemed indifferent to her neck wound, and was desperately trying to move towards Kestrel. Ash's bleeding from a neck wound had stemmed itself, but Thierry expected the blood loss might kill him.

Quinn. Take the witches and the human back to the jet. Go. Now.

Quinn hesitated for an instant, and then signalled to Rashel to help him carry the witches back to the plane. He looked momentarily back at Ash, but it seemed Thierry had other plans for him.

Thea moved towards Ash and placed a cold hand on his neck. Holding tightly to Eric's hand also, she whispered a few words. She looked up at Thierry and he knew what she meant. He didn't want to be healed.

Ash. You have to help Mary Lynette. She's confused, angry and very dangerous. You are the only one who can get through to her. If you die, she will die to. Do you want that?

Thierry motioned to Thea and she once again laid her hand on Ash's neck. The open wound healed over and the internal bleeding stopped. Ash opened his eyes. He felt.better, in a sense. No longer like his life was streaming out of him. Not at full strength; but functional enough. Thierry helped him to his feet.

You have to find her, Ash. Before she kills again

Ash looked into Thierry's eyes. This seemed to be advice, but he felt it's warning sharp enough. Mary Lynette was exceptionally dangerous and would be hunted by any vampire hunters who saw her. Ash turned to leave, but Thierry put a hand on his shoulder.

If you can render her not dangerous to anyone, phone me and I'll bring you back to the mansion.

Thank you

Ash left the house and followed the tug of his heart.