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
Chapter 12
Brennan did not see either man but heard Al's chuckles behind his colleague.
- « Take that! » Said Rafe, throwing something to the ground. Something which made a metallic noise. « You would do well to preserve your strength » he chuckled.
« In a little while you are going to get acquainted with our leader and you will need it. » His laughter rang around the room and froze Brennan's blood. « The girl will be just to his tastes! Eh Al? »
Brennan heard him turn back and close the door with a bang, turning the padlock.
He got free of the bottom of the jacket, slowly so as not to hurt Shalimar, still unconscious. He knelt down on the ground to find what Rafe had left for them. He
searched along the ground and finally found a metal box, closed, put on a sort of tray, accompanied by a bottle, as well as a piece of material which he took for a towel.
' Damn! I see nothing there ' he grumbled, trying to open the box, without knowing how nor in which direction.
He put it back down, dried his hands on his trousers and raised his hands to the height of his face. He looked for the end of the bandage that Shalimar had wrapped around his head, found it and began to slowly unwind it. ' I have no choice, I need my eyes ' he reminded himself as material which adhered to the wounds of his eyes came loose. Wounds once again made him suffer but it didn't bother him too much. He tried to open his eyes slowly, gradually. The effort was huge, but his will helped him. The light, very weak, of the room, succeeded slowly in penetrating the mists
through which he sees. He had to blink several times to try to adjust his vision, but it was as if a veil covered his eyes. He succeeded in seeing forms and colours in a vague way but he couldn't really distinguish what surrounds him. Tears poured along his cheeks without his consent, he did not command them, his wounded eyes produced them in the hope of clearing the dirt contaminates them. He waited for some minutes while the liquid cleaned them and as his vision cleared up. He felt the burn of the air and his tears around his eyes but stopped himself from moving his
hands to his face so as not to infect wounds more than they already were.
He turned his head to the right and then to the left to try to get a better view of the place where they were being held captive. He saw the washbasin that he had used to get Shalimar some water, he distinguished the outlines of the door through which they had entered the room and finally the mattress where Shalimar was laid.
He looked then at what was at his feet and distinguished a clear oblong shape, the metal box, and a cylinder, the bottle. He picked the box back up and tried to open it. Now that he could see, he knew it was a military ration. 'Strange' he said to himself.
When he succeeded in finally opening it, he saw various things inside, without really knowing what they were, but at least he could discern their outlines. He took out two bags containing what looks like rusks or some hard bread, then two cans with
practical openings, he gave up trying to read what they contained, and also two small dark and soft bags.
He got up, taking the bottle and the contents of the box on the tray with him. He approached the bed fairly assuredly, sat down on the edge and put the tray at the foot of the bed. He turned to the extended shape, bent at her side trying to clean his vision. He forced his eyes to see her, getting so close their faces almost touched. He felt her light breath on his skin, he succeeded in discerning her lines and the paleness of her face . ' God she is beautiful ' he dreamed in spite of him self.
- "Shal" breathed in her ear. « Shal, do you hear me?»
She breathed a groan.
- « Shal, you have to regain your strength, you have to drink a little and eat something too, you've lost far too much blood. » He said, trying to wake her. He
put his hand on her forehead and noticed that it was damp and very warm. « You've got a fever . »
He opened the bottle, sniffed at the contents to make sure that it was water, then poured a little of it on to the towel. Once the towel was wet, he folded it into several thicknesses and laid it on Shalimar's forehead to bring down her fever.
Shalimar jumped slightly under the touch of the cold linen that Brennan had put down on her forehead, her consciousness returned quite slowly but at the same time as the pain. She grimaced, then opened her eyes to see Brennan leant over her. Close, very close to her, she felt his breath caressing her face, she looked him in the eyes . ' His eyes! ' Suddenly regaining complete consciousness, she pulled her head
back slightly to have a better view of her friend. The bandage on his eyes was missing completely, the skin beneath was red raw and infected.
- « Brennan! What are you doing to your eyes! » She asked, terrified. « Where are the bandages? You are crazy, you risk loosing your sight if the infection reaches your cornea! » Her fear showed itself as anger.
- « Chut, don't worry. I promise you I'm ok » he answered her in a voice that he wanted to be quiet and soothing. « It prickles me a little but I see, my eyes work, and with a little time everything will become clear again. »
- « But . » She had no time to end her sentence, he put his finger on her lips to make her keep silent.
- « There is no but, keep your strength to heal your self. » He went away slightly then returned to present her the neck of the bottle. « You are going to drink a little water, that will do you good, I'm afraid that we have no analgesic to hand, that would have been able to bring down your fever. »
- « In the jacket » she breathed. « Look in one of the pockets of the jacket. »
He slid his hands in the nearest pocket but it is empty, he looked in the second pocket and found an open blister pack of tablets. A smile lit his face. - « How did they land in the pocket of the jacket? » He asked Shalimar.
- « I put them there yesterday instead of taking them » she said, lowering her eyes.
- « I knew it! » He said, not at all surprised with what she had just told him. « You are incorrigible! But in a sense it's fortunate that you had hidden them »
He slid both tablets onto her tongue before tipping a little water into her mouth. She swallowed the tablets and nearly suffocated with the water. She coughed to clear the water from her throat. Pulled by the movement the wound began to bleed again.
- « Damn! » He grumbled, trying to raise her so that she could resume breathing. « Breathe slowly and calmly, it'll ease off. » He said.
Once her cough had calmed, he rested her delicately on the mattress.
- « Are you going to be OK? » He asked, worried. - « Yes, yes » she panted. « I'm OK. »
- « It is necessary to eat a little. They brought us some food while you were unconscious. »
- « Food? What do they want with us? » She asked.
- « If I knew that, I might understand what is going on here. They arrested us, locked us here without killing us, even bring us food, it is all very strange. » He answered.
He picked off the tray one of the metal boxes containing the food, he opened it and sniffed.
- « I think it's corned-beef on the menu of this evening. » He said, smiling in spite of the gravity of the situation.
- « Super! I hate that! Anyway, I couldn't swallow anything . »
- « You have to eat something Shal. Our last meal was hours ago and your body was subjected to hard tests, which are not ended it seems » he opened one of the soft sachets, which was with the ration. He felt it and handed it to her.
- « I think you'll find that more to your liking. » He said, smiling. « Grape Jelly! I know how greedy you are, you won't refuse that. » He handed her the small bag.
- « OK, I'm going to make an effort because it is you » she took the bag and carried it to her lips, the sugary taste woke her taste buds and she quickly gobbled up all the jelly. « It was good . »
- « See, you can when you want! » He answered to her. He finished the can of corned-beef without being asked, except for the cereal bars, he had eaten nothing.
Shalimar began to regain some colour slowly. In spite of his blindness, Brennan could see it. The wound stopped bleeding and the tablets had the desired effect because her forehead had lost its sickly sheen.
He put his hand there slowly to make sure.
- « I believe that your fever has fallen a little. It was lucky that you had those tablets in your pocket. » He noticed.
- « Yes, my head isn't as heavy and I don't feel as hot. The sugar did me some good too. »
Shalimar heard noises just outside.
- « Somebody's coming! » She whispered.
- « I am going to try something. With a little luck I can get my aim right and roast them on the spot. Then we can escape! » He told her.
- « Stop it! You are crazy! We do not know how many of them there are, nor where we are. What do you think that will achieve! » She said in the grip of fear. « Don't try anything stupid! If something happened to you I could never survive here alone in my state and I would never forgive myself for not having been able to protect you » she finished.
- « Hey Shal . Calm down, all right. I wouldn't try anything if I could see it was dangerous. » He reassured her.
The padlock opened and the door opened. In the doorway, Brennan distinguished two massive silhouettes. Rafe and Al certainly.
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
Chapter 12
Brennan did not see either man but heard Al's chuckles behind his colleague.
- « Take that! » Said Rafe, throwing something to the ground. Something which made a metallic noise. « You would do well to preserve your strength » he chuckled.
« In a little while you are going to get acquainted with our leader and you will need it. » His laughter rang around the room and froze Brennan's blood. « The girl will be just to his tastes! Eh Al? »
Brennan heard him turn back and close the door with a bang, turning the padlock.
He got free of the bottom of the jacket, slowly so as not to hurt Shalimar, still unconscious. He knelt down on the ground to find what Rafe had left for them. He
searched along the ground and finally found a metal box, closed, put on a sort of tray, accompanied by a bottle, as well as a piece of material which he took for a towel.
' Damn! I see nothing there ' he grumbled, trying to open the box, without knowing how nor in which direction.
He put it back down, dried his hands on his trousers and raised his hands to the height of his face. He looked for the end of the bandage that Shalimar had wrapped around his head, found it and began to slowly unwind it. ' I have no choice, I need my eyes ' he reminded himself as material which adhered to the wounds of his eyes came loose. Wounds once again made him suffer but it didn't bother him too much. He tried to open his eyes slowly, gradually. The effort was huge, but his will helped him. The light, very weak, of the room, succeeded slowly in penetrating the mists
through which he sees. He had to blink several times to try to adjust his vision, but it was as if a veil covered his eyes. He succeeded in seeing forms and colours in a vague way but he couldn't really distinguish what surrounds him. Tears poured along his cheeks without his consent, he did not command them, his wounded eyes produced them in the hope of clearing the dirt contaminates them. He waited for some minutes while the liquid cleaned them and as his vision cleared up. He felt the burn of the air and his tears around his eyes but stopped himself from moving his
hands to his face so as not to infect wounds more than they already were.
He turned his head to the right and then to the left to try to get a better view of the place where they were being held captive. He saw the washbasin that he had used to get Shalimar some water, he distinguished the outlines of the door through which they had entered the room and finally the mattress where Shalimar was laid.
He looked then at what was at his feet and distinguished a clear oblong shape, the metal box, and a cylinder, the bottle. He picked the box back up and tried to open it. Now that he could see, he knew it was a military ration. 'Strange' he said to himself.
When he succeeded in finally opening it, he saw various things inside, without really knowing what they were, but at least he could discern their outlines. He took out two bags containing what looks like rusks or some hard bread, then two cans with
practical openings, he gave up trying to read what they contained, and also two small dark and soft bags.
He got up, taking the bottle and the contents of the box on the tray with him. He approached the bed fairly assuredly, sat down on the edge and put the tray at the foot of the bed. He turned to the extended shape, bent at her side trying to clean his vision. He forced his eyes to see her, getting so close their faces almost touched. He felt her light breath on his skin, he succeeded in discerning her lines and the paleness of her face . ' God she is beautiful ' he dreamed in spite of him self.
- "Shal" breathed in her ear. « Shal, do you hear me?»
She breathed a groan.
- « Shal, you have to regain your strength, you have to drink a little and eat something too, you've lost far too much blood. » He said, trying to wake her. He
put his hand on her forehead and noticed that it was damp and very warm. « You've got a fever . »
He opened the bottle, sniffed at the contents to make sure that it was water, then poured a little of it on to the towel. Once the towel was wet, he folded it into several thicknesses and laid it on Shalimar's forehead to bring down her fever.
Shalimar jumped slightly under the touch of the cold linen that Brennan had put down on her forehead, her consciousness returned quite slowly but at the same time as the pain. She grimaced, then opened her eyes to see Brennan leant over her. Close, very close to her, she felt his breath caressing her face, she looked him in the eyes . ' His eyes! ' Suddenly regaining complete consciousness, she pulled her head
back slightly to have a better view of her friend. The bandage on his eyes was missing completely, the skin beneath was red raw and infected.
- « Brennan! What are you doing to your eyes! » She asked, terrified. « Where are the bandages? You are crazy, you risk loosing your sight if the infection reaches your cornea! » Her fear showed itself as anger.
- « Chut, don't worry. I promise you I'm ok » he answered her in a voice that he wanted to be quiet and soothing. « It prickles me a little but I see, my eyes work, and with a little time everything will become clear again. »
- « But . » She had no time to end her sentence, he put his finger on her lips to make her keep silent.
- « There is no but, keep your strength to heal your self. » He went away slightly then returned to present her the neck of the bottle. « You are going to drink a little water, that will do you good, I'm afraid that we have no analgesic to hand, that would have been able to bring down your fever. »
- « In the jacket » she breathed. « Look in one of the pockets of the jacket. »
He slid his hands in the nearest pocket but it is empty, he looked in the second pocket and found an open blister pack of tablets. A smile lit his face. - « How did they land in the pocket of the jacket? » He asked Shalimar.
- « I put them there yesterday instead of taking them » she said, lowering her eyes.
- « I knew it! » He said, not at all surprised with what she had just told him. « You are incorrigible! But in a sense it's fortunate that you had hidden them »
He slid both tablets onto her tongue before tipping a little water into her mouth. She swallowed the tablets and nearly suffocated with the water. She coughed to clear the water from her throat. Pulled by the movement the wound began to bleed again.
- « Damn! » He grumbled, trying to raise her so that she could resume breathing. « Breathe slowly and calmly, it'll ease off. » He said.
Once her cough had calmed, he rested her delicately on the mattress.
- « Are you going to be OK? » He asked, worried. - « Yes, yes » she panted. « I'm OK. »
- « It is necessary to eat a little. They brought us some food while you were unconscious. »
- « Food? What do they want with us? » She asked.
- « If I knew that, I might understand what is going on here. They arrested us, locked us here without killing us, even bring us food, it is all very strange. » He answered.
He picked off the tray one of the metal boxes containing the food, he opened it and sniffed.
- « I think it's corned-beef on the menu of this evening. » He said, smiling in spite of the gravity of the situation.
- « Super! I hate that! Anyway, I couldn't swallow anything . »
- « You have to eat something Shal. Our last meal was hours ago and your body was subjected to hard tests, which are not ended it seems » he opened one of the soft sachets, which was with the ration. He felt it and handed it to her.
- « I think you'll find that more to your liking. » He said, smiling. « Grape Jelly! I know how greedy you are, you won't refuse that. » He handed her the small bag.
- « OK, I'm going to make an effort because it is you » she took the bag and carried it to her lips, the sugary taste woke her taste buds and she quickly gobbled up all the jelly. « It was good . »
- « See, you can when you want! » He answered to her. He finished the can of corned-beef without being asked, except for the cereal bars, he had eaten nothing.
Shalimar began to regain some colour slowly. In spite of his blindness, Brennan could see it. The wound stopped bleeding and the tablets had the desired effect because her forehead had lost its sickly sheen.
He put his hand there slowly to make sure.
- « I believe that your fever has fallen a little. It was lucky that you had those tablets in your pocket. » He noticed.
- « Yes, my head isn't as heavy and I don't feel as hot. The sugar did me some good too. »
Shalimar heard noises just outside.
- « Somebody's coming! » She whispered.
- « I am going to try something. With a little luck I can get my aim right and roast them on the spot. Then we can escape! » He told her.
- « Stop it! You are crazy! We do not know how many of them there are, nor where we are. What do you think that will achieve! » She said in the grip of fear. « Don't try anything stupid! If something happened to you I could never survive here alone in my state and I would never forgive myself for not having been able to protect you » she finished.
- « Hey Shal . Calm down, all right. I wouldn't try anything if I could see it was dangerous. » He reassured her.
The padlock opened and the door opened. In the doorway, Brennan distinguished two massive silhouettes. Rafe and Al certainly.
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 :)