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Dri was curled up in her bed, facing the wall when she heard a soft knock on her door. She swallowed back the tears that threatened to fall. She didn't answer to the knock. She didn't want to talk to anyone. She was angry and hurt.
She sniffled and the knock came again. Dri still stayed quiet. She was hoping that they believed she was sleeping. She heard the door open slowly and knew whoever it was, wasn't going to leave her alone.
"Dri?"
She turned her head and looked back at the door. Sean Burns was standing there. The lights were still out so she still couldn't tell what he looked like. She turned back towards the wall.
"Is it all right if I come in?" He asked.
She shrugged and Sean walked in closing the door behind him. He walked over and stood next to the bed. He pulled out the chair from her desk and sat down.
"What do you want?" Dri asked trying to keep the pain out of her voice.
"Just to talk."
"Well I don't want to talk," She replied trying to sound angry.
"You can't keep everything in forever," Sean told her. "One day it will eat you up inside."
"I have plenty of time to heal myself. I'm immortal remember."
"You're not immortal yet and the longer you wait to deal with it, the harder it will be for you to heal."
"Maybe I don't deserve to heal. Maybe I'm supposed to suffer for eternity," She whispered.
"Why do you say that?" He asked.
"Because." Dri stopped herself. What the hell was she doing? She didn't even know this guy and she was about to talk to him about her life. She shook her head and sat up facing him. "You're good at what you do, but I'm not going to tell you my life story. I'm sure Mac and Richie told you enough about it as is."
Sean leaned forward on his knees. "They only care about you. They just want to help. Besides they truly didn't tell me much. They told me you had a rough past. That both your father and your brother died."
She flinched at the thought of Adrian. This didn't go past Sean.
"Why don't you tell me about your past," He asked. "Tell me about your brother."
Thunder crashed and Dri visibly started shaking.
"Are you all right?" Sean asked.
Dri didn't answer. She wrapped her arms around herself and started rocking back and forth.
"Leave me alone," She whispered. She had thought the storm had passed. Apparently she was wrong.
"Would you like me to get Duncan or Richie for you?" Sean asked.
Dri didn't answer. Instead she got up and ran out of the room. She bolted for the stairs, but Duncan was too fast for her. He grabbed her around the waist and she started struggling.
"Let go of me!" She screamed.
Richie who had been sitting on the couch was now standing, staring at Dri struggling in Duncan's arms with a look of shock on his face. Sean was standing in the doorway of Dri's room.
"Dri calm down!" Duncan exclaimed.
"LET GO!"
Sean went over and to a bag that no one had even noticed he was carrying and pulled out a syringe. He didn't like drugging people, but Dri was getting completely out of control.
Dri saw the syringe in his hand. She started struggling harder. She wasn't going to let him drug her again. No way in hell.
"No Alec! Please NO!"
Duncan and Richie exchanged a glance. She hadn't said Alec's name in a long time.
Dri sagged in Duncan's arms. It was all he could to do keep from dropping her. He picked her up so that he was holding her under her shoulders and her knees.
"Please don't drug me," She whispered. "I can't do it again."
Sean put the syringe down on the counter. "Do what Dri?"
Lightning lit up the room followed by a boom of thunder. Dri put her arms over her head as if to protect herself.
"It's all right sweet heart," Duncan told her.
Sean put up a hand to silence him. "Dri what don't you want Alec to do to you?"
"Just leave me alone," She said weakly. "Please just leave me alone."
Sean nodded to Duncan and the Highlander carried her into her room. Sean sat down on the couch. Richie walked over and stood in front of him.
"What the hell is that all about?" He asked. "She's freaked out, but not like this before."
"I don't think she was under quite as much stress as she is now," Sean replied.
"I don't understand," Richie said. "What stress?"
Suddenly a scream came out of Dri's room. Sean and Richie ran into the room. Dri was pushed as far back into the corner of her bed as she could go. She was staring at Duncan as though she didn't even know him. Her eyes were wide with fear and she was shaking uncontrollably.
"Dri it's me, Mac."
Sean walked out of the room and went back to get the syringe. He came back and Dri was still in the same position. He kept the syringe low so that Dri couldn't see it. He slowly approached the bed.
"We're going to have to sedate her," Sean said.
Duncan nodded. He slowly approached Dri. Thunder boomed and it was enough to send her running, but the room was small and she couldn't get past the three of them. Mac and Richie grabbed her. She started screaming bloody murder.
"NO!" She cried as Sean injected her.
Within seconds she was calming down. She started to fall limp and Duncan picked her up again. He laid her in bed. She was looking up at him with unfocused, frightened eyes.
"I promise to be good," She slurred. "Don't hurt me again," She pleaded as she finally passed out.
The three men walked out of the room. Duncan sat down on the couch and leaned forward.
"She's never done that before," He said.
"Lost it like that?" Sean asked.
"No, looked at me like I was going to hurt her," Mac replied.
Sean walked over and sat next to him. "It wasn't you she saw Duncan. It was Alex."
"Why now?" Richie asked pacing back and forth. "I mean why didn't something like this happen before?"
Sean shrugged. "Well I think it may the storm. It may have triggered something she didn't remember, or rather chose not to remember."
"There have been storms before," Duncan argued. "She didn't freak out like this all the other times it's thundered. I mean she always was a little nervous of the storm, but nothing like this."
"When I mentioned her brother earlier something flickered across her face. I can't be sure what it was, but it whatever it was, it wasn't a happy emotion."
"That's because she still in part blames herself for what Alex did to her brother." Richie said.
Sean shook his head. "I think there's more to it than that."
"Like what?" Duncan asked.
"I'm not sure. I want to talk to her again, but not during the storm. I think she'll be calmer then."
"So what do we do until then?" Richie asked.
"Richie stop pacing," Mac said. "You're going to wear a whole into the floor."
"Sorry," Richie mumbled, walking over and sitting in the chair. "I'm just worried about her."
"We all are," Sean told him. "But we can't do anything until she wakes up."
Suddenly the lights buzzed and then clicked on. All three men shielded themselves for a moment from the sudden brightness.
"Bout time," Richie mumbled.
"It would have been nice had it come on earlier," Mac stated.
"Maybe, but I don't think it would have changed what happened." Sean told them. "She's kept whatever it is in for so long that her mind is starting to crack. She needs to get it out or she's going to have a breakdown."
"How long will she be out?" Richie asked.
"A few hours at most. I'm hoping by then the storm will be over."
"So we just sit and wait until then?" Mac asked.
"We just sit and wait until then," Sean concurred.
Richie sighed. "Well anybody hungry?"
Sean and Mac laughed.
"What?" Richie asked.
"Nothing tough guy, nothing." Mac said. "I'll cook us some lunch."
"What?" Richie asked again as Mac got up and went to the kitchen. "What'd I say?"
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Dri was curled up in her bed, facing the wall when she heard a soft knock on her door. She swallowed back the tears that threatened to fall. She didn't answer to the knock. She didn't want to talk to anyone. She was angry and hurt.
She sniffled and the knock came again. Dri still stayed quiet. She was hoping that they believed she was sleeping. She heard the door open slowly and knew whoever it was, wasn't going to leave her alone.
"Dri?"
She turned her head and looked back at the door. Sean Burns was standing there. The lights were still out so she still couldn't tell what he looked like. She turned back towards the wall.
"Is it all right if I come in?" He asked.
She shrugged and Sean walked in closing the door behind him. He walked over and stood next to the bed. He pulled out the chair from her desk and sat down.
"What do you want?" Dri asked trying to keep the pain out of her voice.
"Just to talk."
"Well I don't want to talk," She replied trying to sound angry.
"You can't keep everything in forever," Sean told her. "One day it will eat you up inside."
"I have plenty of time to heal myself. I'm immortal remember."
"You're not immortal yet and the longer you wait to deal with it, the harder it will be for you to heal."
"Maybe I don't deserve to heal. Maybe I'm supposed to suffer for eternity," She whispered.
"Why do you say that?" He asked.
"Because." Dri stopped herself. What the hell was she doing? She didn't even know this guy and she was about to talk to him about her life. She shook her head and sat up facing him. "You're good at what you do, but I'm not going to tell you my life story. I'm sure Mac and Richie told you enough about it as is."
Sean leaned forward on his knees. "They only care about you. They just want to help. Besides they truly didn't tell me much. They told me you had a rough past. That both your father and your brother died."
She flinched at the thought of Adrian. This didn't go past Sean.
"Why don't you tell me about your past," He asked. "Tell me about your brother."
Thunder crashed and Dri visibly started shaking.
"Are you all right?" Sean asked.
Dri didn't answer. She wrapped her arms around herself and started rocking back and forth.
"Leave me alone," She whispered. She had thought the storm had passed. Apparently she was wrong.
"Would you like me to get Duncan or Richie for you?" Sean asked.
Dri didn't answer. Instead she got up and ran out of the room. She bolted for the stairs, but Duncan was too fast for her. He grabbed her around the waist and she started struggling.
"Let go of me!" She screamed.
Richie who had been sitting on the couch was now standing, staring at Dri struggling in Duncan's arms with a look of shock on his face. Sean was standing in the doorway of Dri's room.
"Dri calm down!" Duncan exclaimed.
"LET GO!"
Sean went over and to a bag that no one had even noticed he was carrying and pulled out a syringe. He didn't like drugging people, but Dri was getting completely out of control.
Dri saw the syringe in his hand. She started struggling harder. She wasn't going to let him drug her again. No way in hell.
"No Alec! Please NO!"
Duncan and Richie exchanged a glance. She hadn't said Alec's name in a long time.
Dri sagged in Duncan's arms. It was all he could to do keep from dropping her. He picked her up so that he was holding her under her shoulders and her knees.
"Please don't drug me," She whispered. "I can't do it again."
Sean put the syringe down on the counter. "Do what Dri?"
Lightning lit up the room followed by a boom of thunder. Dri put her arms over her head as if to protect herself.
"It's all right sweet heart," Duncan told her.
Sean put up a hand to silence him. "Dri what don't you want Alec to do to you?"
"Just leave me alone," She said weakly. "Please just leave me alone."
Sean nodded to Duncan and the Highlander carried her into her room. Sean sat down on the couch. Richie walked over and stood in front of him.
"What the hell is that all about?" He asked. "She's freaked out, but not like this before."
"I don't think she was under quite as much stress as she is now," Sean replied.
"I don't understand," Richie said. "What stress?"
Suddenly a scream came out of Dri's room. Sean and Richie ran into the room. Dri was pushed as far back into the corner of her bed as she could go. She was staring at Duncan as though she didn't even know him. Her eyes were wide with fear and she was shaking uncontrollably.
"Dri it's me, Mac."
Sean walked out of the room and went back to get the syringe. He came back and Dri was still in the same position. He kept the syringe low so that Dri couldn't see it. He slowly approached the bed.
"We're going to have to sedate her," Sean said.
Duncan nodded. He slowly approached Dri. Thunder boomed and it was enough to send her running, but the room was small and she couldn't get past the three of them. Mac and Richie grabbed her. She started screaming bloody murder.
"NO!" She cried as Sean injected her.
Within seconds she was calming down. She started to fall limp and Duncan picked her up again. He laid her in bed. She was looking up at him with unfocused, frightened eyes.
"I promise to be good," She slurred. "Don't hurt me again," She pleaded as she finally passed out.
The three men walked out of the room. Duncan sat down on the couch and leaned forward.
"She's never done that before," He said.
"Lost it like that?" Sean asked.
"No, looked at me like I was going to hurt her," Mac replied.
Sean walked over and sat next to him. "It wasn't you she saw Duncan. It was Alex."
"Why now?" Richie asked pacing back and forth. "I mean why didn't something like this happen before?"
Sean shrugged. "Well I think it may the storm. It may have triggered something she didn't remember, or rather chose not to remember."
"There have been storms before," Duncan argued. "She didn't freak out like this all the other times it's thundered. I mean she always was a little nervous of the storm, but nothing like this."
"When I mentioned her brother earlier something flickered across her face. I can't be sure what it was, but it whatever it was, it wasn't a happy emotion."
"That's because she still in part blames herself for what Alex did to her brother." Richie said.
Sean shook his head. "I think there's more to it than that."
"Like what?" Duncan asked.
"I'm not sure. I want to talk to her again, but not during the storm. I think she'll be calmer then."
"So what do we do until then?" Richie asked.
"Richie stop pacing," Mac said. "You're going to wear a whole into the floor."
"Sorry," Richie mumbled, walking over and sitting in the chair. "I'm just worried about her."
"We all are," Sean told him. "But we can't do anything until she wakes up."
Suddenly the lights buzzed and then clicked on. All three men shielded themselves for a moment from the sudden brightness.
"Bout time," Richie mumbled.
"It would have been nice had it come on earlier," Mac stated.
"Maybe, but I don't think it would have changed what happened." Sean told them. "She's kept whatever it is in for so long that her mind is starting to crack. She needs to get it out or she's going to have a breakdown."
"How long will she be out?" Richie asked.
"A few hours at most. I'm hoping by then the storm will be over."
"So we just sit and wait until then?" Mac asked.
"We just sit and wait until then," Sean concurred.
Richie sighed. "Well anybody hungry?"
Sean and Mac laughed.
"What?" Richie asked.
"Nothing tough guy, nothing." Mac said. "I'll cook us some lunch."
"What?" Richie asked again as Mac got up and went to the kitchen. "What'd I say?"
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