Dash
Lara's smile dropped when she saw Kurtis' lifeless face. She sat up and rolled him onto his back.
"Kurtis!" she screamed hoarsely to him. She pulled out a knife from her boot and cut the red bandages off of his torso. She saw that the snow was stained with his blood, but it had helped to close the wound. He had lost so much blood and he had so much trouble breathing before - Lara didn't know if she could bring him back into this world. She grabbed his wrist and couldn't feel any pulse. She knew that she could only do one more thing. Lara tilted his head back and brushed his dark brown hair away from his face. He looked almost peaceful like that. She positioned herself at his chest and put her hand on him. His body was warm but she had to work quickly. She found the tip of his sternum and measured up from there. She laid one hand on top of the other and pushed down.
"One...two...three," Lara counted. She then leaned to his face and pinched his nose with her fingers and locked her lips onto his. She breathed into his mouth and filled his lungs with air. She snapped up quickly and went back to his chest.
"ONE...TWO...THREE." Lara went back and breathed life into Kurtis. She listened for a heartbeat and got none. She was beginning to sweat and the beads froze on her skin.
"ONE...TWO...THREE!" Lara pressed down on him, "Come on! You're not dying on my watch!" She leaned in close to his face and closed her eyes. She pressed her lips against his and she suddenly felt air coming into her own mouth. She pulled back as Kurtis coughed violently. Lara stared on as he opened his piercing blue eyes.
"So nice of you to join me," Lara said to him. Kurtis was still struggling to breathe but he managed a small smile. "Wait here and I'll get my car," Lara told him.
"Because I'm really going to hop up and run...away," Kurtis struggled to reply. Lara ran as fast as she could around the flaming wreckage and reached the SUV she drove here in. She jumped in and within a minute she was parked next to Kurtis. She opened up the back cargo space and went to kneel by Kurtis. She put her arm around his chest and he held onto her shoulders as they hobbled over the car. He lay down and she went around to the back seat and got some fresh bandages. She patched him up as he lay there in pain.
"I can't stay with you when we reach a hospital," Lara started avoiding eye contact, "If I stay too long, someone will recognize me and then arrest me...I'm a wanted woman you know."
"In more ways than one," he retorted weakly, but nonetheless charmingly. Lara looked him in the eye, raised an eyebrow and tied the bandages a little tight so that he winced slightly.
"Down boy," she said to him. She closed up the cargo space with Kurtis in it and went around to the drivers seat. She started the car and drove off as fast as she could. She positioned the rearview mirror so she could keep an eye on Kurtis.
"What's your full name?" Lara asked after a few minutes of silence.
"Why so interested?" Kurtis asked right back while trying to make himself more comfortable.
"For when we reach the hospital," Lara told him.
"Surely...you won't...be giving them...my REAL name..." Kurtis said.
"I suppose that would be imprudent of me," Lara replied. "I could give them a false name...like Pieter Van Eckhardt...I'm sure that would go over well once they discover the Cabal," Lara said facetiously. She was hoping in her mind that the public would find out about the Cabal and the nephilim...so she wouldn't have to be refugee. But somehow she didn't think they would buy into it.
"Trent," Kurtis spoke. Lara was a bit dazed and she didn't understand Kurtis' comment.
"Sorry?" Lara said apologetically.
"My name. Kurtis Trent," he replied.
"I see. I guess it suits from what I have devised of you," Lara said, "You seem like a typical thick-headed American...a cowboy type." She looked at her mirror to check on him and then back at the road. Off in the distance she saw a hospital. "Kurtis, we're almost there."
Chaos ensued once Lara pulled the SUV out in front of the hospital and leaned on the horn. Medics rushed out to help Kurtis, all of them shouting in Czech. Lara stood by and helped them as they hooked an IV to Kurtis. They were able to get a staff member who spoke English to speak with Lara. He had a thick beard and accent.
"How deed this haapen?" he asked her with a clipboard and pen in hand.
"He was attacked by an animal, that is what he told me," Lara replied quickly.
"Hees name?" the man asked after he scribbled on his board.
"John...John Wayne," Lara told the man with a slight smile on her face. The man wrote it down and he didn't seem to notice anything wrong.
"Yoor name?" he inquired. Lara looked at him from the corner of her eye.
"Maureen O'Hara," Lara said. Again the man scribbled on his clipboard. He didn't say anything more and turned around to follow the stretcher-bound Kurtis. They rushed him down a white hall and Lara followed as far as the entrance. Kurtis was weary and he lifted his head slightly to look toward the entrance. Before he blacked out, the last thing he saw was a curvaceous silhouette in the distance.
I KNOW THIS WAS A QUIET CHAPTER...BUT I PROMISE A LOT OF ACTION LATER. PLEASE REVIEW AND I"LL CONTINUE!
Lara's smile dropped when she saw Kurtis' lifeless face. She sat up and rolled him onto his back.
"Kurtis!" she screamed hoarsely to him. She pulled out a knife from her boot and cut the red bandages off of his torso. She saw that the snow was stained with his blood, but it had helped to close the wound. He had lost so much blood and he had so much trouble breathing before - Lara didn't know if she could bring him back into this world. She grabbed his wrist and couldn't feel any pulse. She knew that she could only do one more thing. Lara tilted his head back and brushed his dark brown hair away from his face. He looked almost peaceful like that. She positioned herself at his chest and put her hand on him. His body was warm but she had to work quickly. She found the tip of his sternum and measured up from there. She laid one hand on top of the other and pushed down.
"One...two...three," Lara counted. She then leaned to his face and pinched his nose with her fingers and locked her lips onto his. She breathed into his mouth and filled his lungs with air. She snapped up quickly and went back to his chest.
"ONE...TWO...THREE." Lara went back and breathed life into Kurtis. She listened for a heartbeat and got none. She was beginning to sweat and the beads froze on her skin.
"ONE...TWO...THREE!" Lara pressed down on him, "Come on! You're not dying on my watch!" She leaned in close to his face and closed her eyes. She pressed her lips against his and she suddenly felt air coming into her own mouth. She pulled back as Kurtis coughed violently. Lara stared on as he opened his piercing blue eyes.
"So nice of you to join me," Lara said to him. Kurtis was still struggling to breathe but he managed a small smile. "Wait here and I'll get my car," Lara told him.
"Because I'm really going to hop up and run...away," Kurtis struggled to reply. Lara ran as fast as she could around the flaming wreckage and reached the SUV she drove here in. She jumped in and within a minute she was parked next to Kurtis. She opened up the back cargo space and went to kneel by Kurtis. She put her arm around his chest and he held onto her shoulders as they hobbled over the car. He lay down and she went around to the back seat and got some fresh bandages. She patched him up as he lay there in pain.
"I can't stay with you when we reach a hospital," Lara started avoiding eye contact, "If I stay too long, someone will recognize me and then arrest me...I'm a wanted woman you know."
"In more ways than one," he retorted weakly, but nonetheless charmingly. Lara looked him in the eye, raised an eyebrow and tied the bandages a little tight so that he winced slightly.
"Down boy," she said to him. She closed up the cargo space with Kurtis in it and went around to the drivers seat. She started the car and drove off as fast as she could. She positioned the rearview mirror so she could keep an eye on Kurtis.
"What's your full name?" Lara asked after a few minutes of silence.
"Why so interested?" Kurtis asked right back while trying to make himself more comfortable.
"For when we reach the hospital," Lara told him.
"Surely...you won't...be giving them...my REAL name..." Kurtis said.
"I suppose that would be imprudent of me," Lara replied. "I could give them a false name...like Pieter Van Eckhardt...I'm sure that would go over well once they discover the Cabal," Lara said facetiously. She was hoping in her mind that the public would find out about the Cabal and the nephilim...so she wouldn't have to be refugee. But somehow she didn't think they would buy into it.
"Trent," Kurtis spoke. Lara was a bit dazed and she didn't understand Kurtis' comment.
"Sorry?" Lara said apologetically.
"My name. Kurtis Trent," he replied.
"I see. I guess it suits from what I have devised of you," Lara said, "You seem like a typical thick-headed American...a cowboy type." She looked at her mirror to check on him and then back at the road. Off in the distance she saw a hospital. "Kurtis, we're almost there."
Chaos ensued once Lara pulled the SUV out in front of the hospital and leaned on the horn. Medics rushed out to help Kurtis, all of them shouting in Czech. Lara stood by and helped them as they hooked an IV to Kurtis. They were able to get a staff member who spoke English to speak with Lara. He had a thick beard and accent.
"How deed this haapen?" he asked her with a clipboard and pen in hand.
"He was attacked by an animal, that is what he told me," Lara replied quickly.
"Hees name?" the man asked after he scribbled on his board.
"John...John Wayne," Lara told the man with a slight smile on her face. The man wrote it down and he didn't seem to notice anything wrong.
"Yoor name?" he inquired. Lara looked at him from the corner of her eye.
"Maureen O'Hara," Lara said. Again the man scribbled on his clipboard. He didn't say anything more and turned around to follow the stretcher-bound Kurtis. They rushed him down a white hall and Lara followed as far as the entrance. Kurtis was weary and he lifted his head slightly to look toward the entrance. Before he blacked out, the last thing he saw was a curvaceous silhouette in the distance.
I KNOW THIS WAS A QUIET CHAPTER...BUT I PROMISE A LOT OF ACTION LATER. PLEASE REVIEW AND I"LL CONTINUE!
