I'm soooooo sorry about the loooooooooooooong wait, and the short chapter, but i kind of have writer's block...but don't worry, i will finish this story soon...anyway, enjoy this chap and you all have safe party days.
Brennan was scared, not just worried, scared. Jesse was gasping, coughing, and whimpering, and wouldn't or couldn't answer Brennan's calls.
"Jesse! Jesse! Come on man, stay with me!" Brennan begged, fighting desperately against his ropes. "Hang in there! Don't you dare gave up!" He called again as Jesse's fit became more violent.
Outside he could her a commotion, probably the two guards trying to figure out what was going on inside, any second he knew they'd bust through the door and if they saw him breaking free they'd probably beat him. But he didn't care, 'let them come,' he thought, 'then at least Jesse will get help.'
As if someone was reading his thoughts the door busted open. Brennan stiffened for a second, trying to see who was behind him, but the answer came to his ears first.
"Shalimar, hold Jesse still!"
Adam was past shock by what he saw, words couldn't describe the feelings that arose in him. One glance at Shal and he new that no man would survive her wrath. Wordlessly she obeyed, but the deep breath that she took and held in did not go unnoticed by Adam, the feral hated the sent of blood, but she despised the sent of Jesse's.
Quickly Adam surveyed the scene, pushing all feelings out of his mind. Brennan, he could see, was moving and already had Emma tending to him. Jesse's chest was split open, there was a generator connected to his internal organs and other burns and cuts all over him. The convulsions were probably caused by shock, and lack of air. Even from where he stood Adam could see the broken ribs.
Adam turned to Witson, who still carried Jessica. "He needs adrenaline, now!"
"The far shelf, first cabinet," Jessica answered, knowing all the rooms were the same.
Adam quickly moved to where she had instructed, and sure enough it was there. He pulled out the vile and a needle and quickly injected the substance into Jesse's slowing hart.
With in seconds it started to work. Jesse's hart started to pump at full strength again, and his convulsing stopped. Shalimar barely noticed; she was too concerned with running her hand through Jesse's hair and whispering to him.
Now that Jesse was reasonably stable, Adam turned his attention to Brennan, who was being supported by Emma.
Though Brennan had defiantly fared better then Jess, he was still pretty bad off. His face was swollen, his body covered in blood, and his eyes didn't have their normal light to them. Whatever Brennan had suffered, it had affected his mind more then his body.
"How are you feeling?" Adam asked him.
"I want to go home," Brennan said weakly, resting his head on Emma slightly.
Adam nodded, "Shalimar, we have to cover that wound," Adam said softly to her. He didn't want to spoke the already pissed off, and upset ferial. "Shalimar, we have to bandage him, it may hurt him, do you understand?" Adam said again. "To protect Jesse from farther injury and get him home somewhat safely, we need may have to hurt him slightly. Do you understand?"
Shalimar looked up at Adam, and for a second her eyes flashed gold, but she nodded and backed away slightly, still running a hand through Jesse's hair though.
"Gauze is up in the last cabinet, on the top shelf," Jessica said.
"Thank you," Adam responded as her retrieved it and set about the task of bandaging his 'son'. To his surprise, though fully awake, Jesse made no sounds as Adam pressed on the violent looking wounds. Adam met his gaze briefly, and they spoke volumes:
'Whatever you decide Adam, I trust you.'
"We need to move, fast. They're probably already on their way back, who knows if there are cameras set up. Shalimar, I want you in the lead, followed by Witson. Jessica you think you can support yourself for a while?"
"Sure," she said with out hesitation.
"Good. Emma, you and Brennan next, I'll follow with Jesse," Adam paused and stood back to examine Jesse. "Alright he's ready, lets move."