I no own this thingy-ma-bober
Odd woke up-again. Only this time he didn't think about taking the test again. Odd was too usy thinking about the excrutioating pain in his leg. "Owww..." Odd cried out. His leg felt as if it were on fire and ice cold at the sae time.
Ulrich fell out of bed when he heard Odd's scream. "What? What!" he started scrambling around. When he saw Odd writhing in pain he was at his friend's side in an instant.
"Odd..." Ulrich reached out and touched the boy's shoulder. odd seemed oblivious to his presence. "Odd, what's wrong?" Ulrich was seriously worried. What if Odd had been morally injured in that encounter with Xana? The trip back in time wouldn't hav saved him.
"My leg...oww...Ulrich, it hurts so bad..." Odd wimpered, sounding much younger then fifteen.
Urich beant down ad carefully pulled Odd's arms away from his broken leg. He winced when he saw the mangled bones, turned at an impossible angle. One bone had jutted out of the skin and blood was seeping past it.
Ulrich's first thought was to go get the nurse. But how would he expain the injury? "Stay here, Odd, I'm going to get help" Odd nodded, tears spillin down his cheeks.
Ulrich started for the door, but before he got there it opened. Jeremy stepped into the room, carrying his laptop. "Ulrich, Odd, i think I know why-" he cut off when he saw Odd's pain. "Oh man, what happened?" Jeremy went over to Odd's side and carefully examined his leg.
"A guy broke his leg yesterday, but it should have healed when we returned to now." Ulrich explained quickly. "What went wrong? Is he going to be okay?" Ulrich's words spilled over before he even relized what he was saying.
"I dont know what went wrong. As for his being alright, that would depend...Ulrich, go get the nurse."
Ulrich obeyed and was out of the room in less then a second.
Jeremy's hands moved expertly up and down Odd's leg, trying to figure out eh extent of the damae. When his hands touched the protruding bone Odd arched his back in pain and made a hissing sound.
Jeremy pushed his glasses back up his nose. "Why do ou always have to be he one to get hurt, Odd. Youve made more trps to the hospital then the rest of us put together!" Jeremy tried to laugh, but it just wouldn't come. Jeremy hated ti see annything in pain, which is why he never went to Lyoko. But when he knew the thing directly, when he saw their pain up close and personal, to watch it be in agony was almost unbareable.
Jeremy touched the boy's face-it was wet and cold, dripping with sweat-he smoothed out the boy's blond hair. "Don't worry Odd, help is coming." Jeremy looked at the younger boy and hoped that Ulrich hurried.
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