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!
XXX
In placing the dressing on the wound, Brennan felt something sharp catching on it. He lifted the edge of the material to put his fingers there, delicately. He walked them slowly around the wound and realises that something was poking out of the wound. Becoming aware of what he was touching he spoke:
- "Shal". He said in a sweet voice « I believe that some of the wood which pierced your side stayed partially inside . It's going to be necessary to remove it otherwise the wound is going to become infected and the wound cannot close. » His voice
trembled as he realised what was implied. Shalimar lowered her right hand towards Brennan's to get to the painful zone and feel for her self, the object that pierced her side.
While squeezing her teeth, she put her index finger on the extrusion that overtook her stomach and felt its solidity. The pain caused crossed her as an ardent wave of fire and she could not hold the guttural groan that passed out of her. Tears poured but she did nothing to hold them back.
- « Shal I am not going to be able to remove it like that. you are going to suffer a thousand deaths. »
- « No, do it » she breathed between her teeth, trying to stem the pain.
' I have no choice ' he said to himself moving his face to the level of Shalimar's, while leaving his hand on her belly.
- « Forgive me Shal, I am sorry to make you suffer but we have no choice. » He murmured to her ear. Then before she had the time to tell him that it was not
his fault, that he was doing what he had to do, Brennan created an electric arc in his hand and sent it into Shalimar, just enough to make her lose consciousness.
- « I'm sorry, so sorry » he repeated as a litany «but I couldn't let you bear it that like that » he apologised to the unconscious Shalimar. He put down a fast kiss on her lips. ' My beautiful Shalimar, there are so many things to be said to you, I hope that we are given the time and that when all this is ended I will have the courage to face you and to admit my feelings . '
Expecting a stream of blood on extracting the piece of wood, he removed what remained of his T-shirt, his skin already crossed by shudders and bristles in gooseflesh, but it didn't matter to him as long as Shalimar did not die.
He got ready for the operation, loosening her top as much as he could around the wound, and putting in reach what he would need to stop the bleeding.
Settling comfortably in the most stable position, he breathed calmly to master the shivers in his hands. 'Calm down Brennan '
He seizes with a hand the piece of wood and put his other hand on Shalimar's side to make a counterweight. Having strengthened his grip, he tugged sharply, while keeping pressure on Shalimar's body to keep her from moving. As he felt the branch coming out, he felt Shalimar's body convulse. She folded herself in two from pain, spitting blood. ' Oh my god ' he shouted. He could not see her but felt her and heard her . He immediately applied the dry dressing which he had prepared and pressed down hard to stop the flowing of the blood. She did not move any more. He raised his
hand to her chest to feel the beatings of her heart, they were weak but there. She had lost consciousness again and it was better that way.
Brennan felt the material that he had under his fingers moisten as the blood pumped, but he stayed where he was. After a couple of minutes, he loosened a little of the pressure and tried to wrap the remaining strips of his shirt around Shalimar's sides. Doing this he made a bandage, squeezing it enough to keep the dressing in place. He heard her moan. He pulled her tank top back down and placed the jacket back over her. He circled the bed to a position on the opposite side to the wound and stretched out alongside her without hurting her. He slid the jacket slowly across
so that it covered them both and took Shal in his arms, hoping that they would warm each other as they had in the cave.
He touched her hair, murmuring her words of comfort, but also words that he knew that he would not say if she were conscious.
- « Shalimar, stand firm baby. We are going to get out of here, together, like we do every time . You can't leave me, I wouldn't survive it. if you knew how much
I love you » tears in his eyes he continued his prayer « I know that Adam and the others are searching for us and that we are going to see them landing any minute
now to take us far from these madmen . » He continued so, tenderly caressing Shalimar's forehead.
He felt the heat growing under the jacket, Shalimar's skin is warm and warms his in its contact.
Shalimar was in a semi-consciousness, she heard Brennan and felt his presence next to her but her body refused to wake up. It had put itself in stand-by because of the vicious pain that tore at her gut. It was probably better that she wasn't fully conscious .
Nevertheless she would have liked to answer Brennan, to tell him that she did not wish to leave him, that she wanted to live! That she wanted him to keep talking to her and even more tell her that he loves her and to admit to him that she loves him too and love from the deepest of her heart. But she was tired and nevertheless she keeps up hope.
Brennan was snoozing when he heard the noise of the padlock outside. ' How long have we been locked in here? ' He wondered. He placed his hand instinctively on Shalimar's chest, to protect her and at the same time feel the beatings of her heart. Suddenly he saw a light under his bandage. Then steps resound, approaching them. Brennan could do nothing without seeing and he did not want to move from his place, his body making a wall in front of Shalimar.
- « Are the young love-birds rested well? » Said a deep voice in the intonations that Brennan had heard earlier. « Hey Al, come see how our lovers have made their nest » he chuckled, calling his colleague. « Isn't that just lovely. »
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
In placing the dressing on the wound, Brennan felt something sharp catching on it. He lifted the edge of the material to put his fingers there, delicately. He walked them slowly around the wound and realises that something was poking out of the wound. Becoming aware of what he was touching he spoke:
- "Shal". He said in a sweet voice « I believe that some of the wood which pierced your side stayed partially inside . It's going to be necessary to remove it otherwise the wound is going to become infected and the wound cannot close. » His voice
trembled as he realised what was implied. Shalimar lowered her right hand towards Brennan's to get to the painful zone and feel for her self, the object that pierced her side.
While squeezing her teeth, she put her index finger on the extrusion that overtook her stomach and felt its solidity. The pain caused crossed her as an ardent wave of fire and she could not hold the guttural groan that passed out of her. Tears poured but she did nothing to hold them back.
- « Shal I am not going to be able to remove it like that. you are going to suffer a thousand deaths. »
- « No, do it » she breathed between her teeth, trying to stem the pain.
' I have no choice ' he said to himself moving his face to the level of Shalimar's, while leaving his hand on her belly.
- « Forgive me Shal, I am sorry to make you suffer but we have no choice. » He murmured to her ear. Then before she had the time to tell him that it was not
his fault, that he was doing what he had to do, Brennan created an electric arc in his hand and sent it into Shalimar, just enough to make her lose consciousness.
- « I'm sorry, so sorry » he repeated as a litany «but I couldn't let you bear it that like that » he apologised to the unconscious Shalimar. He put down a fast kiss on her lips. ' My beautiful Shalimar, there are so many things to be said to you, I hope that we are given the time and that when all this is ended I will have the courage to face you and to admit my feelings . '
Expecting a stream of blood on extracting the piece of wood, he removed what remained of his T-shirt, his skin already crossed by shudders and bristles in gooseflesh, but it didn't matter to him as long as Shalimar did not die.
He got ready for the operation, loosening her top as much as he could around the wound, and putting in reach what he would need to stop the bleeding.
Settling comfortably in the most stable position, he breathed calmly to master the shivers in his hands. 'Calm down Brennan '
He seizes with a hand the piece of wood and put his other hand on Shalimar's side to make a counterweight. Having strengthened his grip, he tugged sharply, while keeping pressure on Shalimar's body to keep her from moving. As he felt the branch coming out, he felt Shalimar's body convulse. She folded herself in two from pain, spitting blood. ' Oh my god ' he shouted. He could not see her but felt her and heard her . He immediately applied the dry dressing which he had prepared and pressed down hard to stop the flowing of the blood. She did not move any more. He raised his
hand to her chest to feel the beatings of her heart, they were weak but there. She had lost consciousness again and it was better that way.
Brennan felt the material that he had under his fingers moisten as the blood pumped, but he stayed where he was. After a couple of minutes, he loosened a little of the pressure and tried to wrap the remaining strips of his shirt around Shalimar's sides. Doing this he made a bandage, squeezing it enough to keep the dressing in place. He heard her moan. He pulled her tank top back down and placed the jacket back over her. He circled the bed to a position on the opposite side to the wound and stretched out alongside her without hurting her. He slid the jacket slowly across
so that it covered them both and took Shal in his arms, hoping that they would warm each other as they had in the cave.
He touched her hair, murmuring her words of comfort, but also words that he knew that he would not say if she were conscious.
- « Shalimar, stand firm baby. We are going to get out of here, together, like we do every time . You can't leave me, I wouldn't survive it. if you knew how much
I love you » tears in his eyes he continued his prayer « I know that Adam and the others are searching for us and that we are going to see them landing any minute
now to take us far from these madmen . » He continued so, tenderly caressing Shalimar's forehead.
He felt the heat growing under the jacket, Shalimar's skin is warm and warms his in its contact.
Shalimar was in a semi-consciousness, she heard Brennan and felt his presence next to her but her body refused to wake up. It had put itself in stand-by because of the vicious pain that tore at her gut. It was probably better that she wasn't fully conscious .
Nevertheless she would have liked to answer Brennan, to tell him that she did not wish to leave him, that she wanted to live! That she wanted him to keep talking to her and even more tell her that he loves her and to admit to him that she loves him too and love from the deepest of her heart. But she was tired and nevertheless she keeps up hope.
Brennan was snoozing when he heard the noise of the padlock outside. ' How long have we been locked in here? ' He wondered. He placed his hand instinctively on Shalimar's chest, to protect her and at the same time feel the beatings of her heart. Suddenly he saw a light under his bandage. Then steps resound, approaching them. Brennan could do nothing without seeing and he did not want to move from his place, his body making a wall in front of Shalimar.
- « Are the young love-birds rested well? » Said a deep voice in the intonations that Brennan had heard earlier. « Hey Al, come see how our lovers have made their nest » he chuckled, calling his colleague. « Isn't that just lovely. »
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 :)