Title : "An eventful trip"
Author : Shado-Fox
E-Mail : Shadowfox@mutant-x-fr.com
Rating : PG
Summary : Adam send Shalimar and Brennan to save two young new mutants but something happens before they reach their destination.
Gender : Action/ Romance
Disclaimer : Not mine.
Thanks to Ferae Naturae for helping me to translate my fanfiction from French to English.
Author note : Thanks for the review!
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- "Shalimar" he breathed, bending over her. « Do you hear me? » He waited, listening attentively to hear the slightest sign from her part.
At the end of some long long seconds of silence, he eventually heard what he hoped for.
- « Bren . Brennan » breathed between her teeth.
- « Shalimar, my god, I was so scared for you! » He exclaimed crazy with happiness.
Shalimar felt very sick, she shivered, her whole body shaken by cramps.
- « It hurts » she breathed, practically at the end of her strength.
- « Can you tell me exactly where it hurts. » He answered in a voice that he wanted to reassure her but that he could feel trembling. he couldn't help but worry for her.
- « I think my shoulder is broken. » She moaned between two cramps. « And I think I have a wound in my belly. »
Brennan tried to cross his hand under the jacket, and moved it slowly over Shalimar's stomach. He felt the shudders crossing Shalimar's body. He also felt something sticky under his fingers and he learned fast that he was in the sensitive zone by hearing Shalimar moan.
- « Ok, sorry Shal. I think I found the wound. What happened? » He asked, tearing the bottom of his T-shirt to make a bandage.
- « Let's say that I was hit by a lorry. » She said, smiling in spite of the pain. « Al was the driver and regrettably I was stopped by a tree and I think I was impaled » she grimaced in recollection which revived the pain.
- « Oh my god Shal! » He breathed, horrified by what she had said. « Listen, I think that the wound is still bleeding, I am going to try to stop the bleeding. This is going to hurt . »
- « Do it, I'll clench my teeth. » ' If only I had the use of my eyes ' he thought.
He took the piece of material that he had succeeded in tearing and folded it several times to give it some thickness to mop the blood. He then tore a second strip of material, lifting the jacket slowly. As she couldn't help him, he had to act using only his sense of feel, which complicated things enormously. He took between his fingers the material of the top she wore at the level of her side and began to lift it slowly, acting with as many precautions as possible.
Every centimetre that he succeeded in removing, he heard Shalimar swallow back a shout of pain. A little of the blood had been drying for some time and had stuck to the material of the top. Tugging at the top also tugged at the wound, provoking waves of pain in his friend's body as well as plentiful bleeding. ' It is absolutely necessary to stop this bleeding, else she's going to be empty of blood ' it made him think that Shalimar's life was at risk, and made him quiver.
When he succeeded finally in getting the top high enough so that Shalimar's complaints calmed down, he deduced that it would be sufficient to reach the wound.
- « Shalimar, tell me, do you see water anywhere? Or something to help me clean the wound? » He asked.
- « I see nothing. » She said. Then without warning, she supported herself on her right elbow, raising her self up so that she was high enough to see the room. She was taken at once by a cough that nailed her back down to the mattress. The pain fused everywhere at the same moment and she had to put her right hand in front
of her mouth to calm the cough that tore at her body.
- « You're crazy! Good god, stay quiet! You want to die here or what? » He exclaimed crazy in anger with her but also with himself. When the cough calmed down, she felt a metal taste in her mouth, she spread her hand from her mouth to see it covered with blood . ' Oh no . '
- « There is a small kitchen sink in two meters behind you » she breathed. « I did not see a bucket . »
- « Behind me, eh? Ok, don't move and that is an order. » He said to her. He moved back slowly, small step by small step eventually getting to the wall. By walking his hands along the wall, he eventually found the small kitchen sink that Shalimar had seen. He turned around and looked for the tap, which he found and turned. A noise of old pans rang in the room and after some crackling, some water flowed. He soaked the material folded up from his T-shirt with the water that he had left flowing. Then he turned off the tap, turned around and retraced his steps to find the bed again.
- « That is going to be cold » he warned her before applying the dressing. He felt her quivering under the influence of the cold but also of the pain.
- « I am sorry Shal. I'm trying not to hurt you but it is difficult. » He pleaded in a sad voice.
- « It's OK Brennan, don't worry, I am strong, it'll take more than that to beat me. » She breathed in a voice that she hoped is strong.
- « You know you don't need to be strong for me Shalimar. I don't see but I realise the gravity of the situation! » He said in a harder voice. « You don't need to protect me. »
' Oh Brennan I wish we were somewhere else than here, there are so many things to be said that have no place here.'
Shalimar closed her eyes to hold back the tears of pain and despair that threatened to flow.
TBC.
Hey! Don't forget to review please for tell me what's you think about it! Next chapter not ready. yet but soon :) Be patient please :)
Author : Shado-Fox
E-Mail : Shadowfox@mutant-x-fr.com
Rating : PG
Summary : Adam send Shalimar and Brennan to save two young new mutants but something happens before they reach their destination.
Gender : Action/ Romance
Disclaimer : Not mine.
Thanks to Ferae Naturae for helping me to translate my fanfiction from French to English.
Author note : Thanks for the review!
XXX
- "Shalimar" he breathed, bending over her. « Do you hear me? » He waited, listening attentively to hear the slightest sign from her part.
At the end of some long long seconds of silence, he eventually heard what he hoped for.
- « Bren . Brennan » breathed between her teeth.
- « Shalimar, my god, I was so scared for you! » He exclaimed crazy with happiness.
Shalimar felt very sick, she shivered, her whole body shaken by cramps.
- « It hurts » she breathed, practically at the end of her strength.
- « Can you tell me exactly where it hurts. » He answered in a voice that he wanted to reassure her but that he could feel trembling. he couldn't help but worry for her.
- « I think my shoulder is broken. » She moaned between two cramps. « And I think I have a wound in my belly. »
Brennan tried to cross his hand under the jacket, and moved it slowly over Shalimar's stomach. He felt the shudders crossing Shalimar's body. He also felt something sticky under his fingers and he learned fast that he was in the sensitive zone by hearing Shalimar moan.
- « Ok, sorry Shal. I think I found the wound. What happened? » He asked, tearing the bottom of his T-shirt to make a bandage.
- « Let's say that I was hit by a lorry. » She said, smiling in spite of the pain. « Al was the driver and regrettably I was stopped by a tree and I think I was impaled » she grimaced in recollection which revived the pain.
- « Oh my god Shal! » He breathed, horrified by what she had said. « Listen, I think that the wound is still bleeding, I am going to try to stop the bleeding. This is going to hurt . »
- « Do it, I'll clench my teeth. » ' If only I had the use of my eyes ' he thought.
He took the piece of material that he had succeeded in tearing and folded it several times to give it some thickness to mop the blood. He then tore a second strip of material, lifting the jacket slowly. As she couldn't help him, he had to act using only his sense of feel, which complicated things enormously. He took between his fingers the material of the top she wore at the level of her side and began to lift it slowly, acting with as many precautions as possible.
Every centimetre that he succeeded in removing, he heard Shalimar swallow back a shout of pain. A little of the blood had been drying for some time and had stuck to the material of the top. Tugging at the top also tugged at the wound, provoking waves of pain in his friend's body as well as plentiful bleeding. ' It is absolutely necessary to stop this bleeding, else she's going to be empty of blood ' it made him think that Shalimar's life was at risk, and made him quiver.
When he succeeded finally in getting the top high enough so that Shalimar's complaints calmed down, he deduced that it would be sufficient to reach the wound.
- « Shalimar, tell me, do you see water anywhere? Or something to help me clean the wound? » He asked.
- « I see nothing. » She said. Then without warning, she supported herself on her right elbow, raising her self up so that she was high enough to see the room. She was taken at once by a cough that nailed her back down to the mattress. The pain fused everywhere at the same moment and she had to put her right hand in front
of her mouth to calm the cough that tore at her body.
- « You're crazy! Good god, stay quiet! You want to die here or what? » He exclaimed crazy in anger with her but also with himself. When the cough calmed down, she felt a metal taste in her mouth, she spread her hand from her mouth to see it covered with blood . ' Oh no . '
- « There is a small kitchen sink in two meters behind you » she breathed. « I did not see a bucket . »
- « Behind me, eh? Ok, don't move and that is an order. » He said to her. He moved back slowly, small step by small step eventually getting to the wall. By walking his hands along the wall, he eventually found the small kitchen sink that Shalimar had seen. He turned around and looked for the tap, which he found and turned. A noise of old pans rang in the room and after some crackling, some water flowed. He soaked the material folded up from his T-shirt with the water that he had left flowing. Then he turned off the tap, turned around and retraced his steps to find the bed again.
- « That is going to be cold » he warned her before applying the dressing. He felt her quivering under the influence of the cold but also of the pain.
- « I am sorry Shal. I'm trying not to hurt you but it is difficult. » He pleaded in a sad voice.
- « It's OK Brennan, don't worry, I am strong, it'll take more than that to beat me. » She breathed in a voice that she hoped is strong.
- « You know you don't need to be strong for me Shalimar. I don't see but I realise the gravity of the situation! » He said in a harder voice. « You don't need to protect me. »
' Oh Brennan I wish we were somewhere else than here, there are so many things to be said that have no place here.'
Shalimar closed her eyes to hold back the tears of pain and despair that threatened to flow.
TBC.
Hey! Don't forget to review please for tell me what's you think about it! Next chapter not ready. yet but soon :) Be patient please :)