Quinn touched a small earpiece. "Guys, get in here. Neither of them are in shape to move by themselves."
Mia moved to Isao and looked him over, letting out a sob. "Please.. don't let this be real.."
Ryon ran in, his face going cold as he caught sight of his friends. His hands itched to fire his gun, but he forced the feeling down. Instead he quickly cuffed all of the men before moving to Mia's side.
She was crying and muttering under her breath.
"Come on, Mia. Let's get you taken care of." He gently wrapped his arms around her.
She flinched slightly before looking at him, "You're real, right?"
"As real as that twenty you still owe me." He gave her a soft smile.
She stood slowly, wiping at her eyes.
The others arrived as he led her out of the club.
Quinn gently lifted Isao into his arms, then muttered under his breath and vanished.
Ryusei and Yamae handed Onishi and his men over to uniforms, then ran for the van.
Mia looked around at everything carefully, still trying to decide what was real. Most everything she saw now was real but there was the occasional flashback that shook her.
"Mia?" Ryon's voice was soft. "Drink this." He pressed a blood bag into her hand. "It'll lessen the effects of whatever he gave you."
She nodded slowly and bit into it, draining it quickly.
"Let's get back." He climbed into the front as the others climbed in, making sure not to crowd her. He started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot.
By the time they got home, she was feeling a bit better, but her mind was still haunted by everything she'd been seeing the last few hours.
Quinn was slumped on the couch, his eyes closed. "I've done everything I can."
"How is he?" She asked quietly.
"Bad." The word was despairing.
Mia went into the room where Isao was, looking him over and beginning to push her own energy into him.
He gave no reaction, his vitals remaining low.
She continued for a long while, the thought of giving him fresh blood crossing her mind, but then she was unsure how much of the drug would be left in it.
"Mia.." His eyes cracked open.
"Hey," she gave him a small smile.
"You okay now?" He struggled to focus on her.
"Doing better," she nodded. "Just relax, okay?"
"I'm..glad. I'll wait for you.."
Her eyes filled with tears, "Just rest. Everything will be alright."
"I'm not..afraid anymore." He tried to smile, instead letting out a whimper of pain.
She pushed more energy into him before deciding to get up and grab a knife. She cut into her wrist and put it to his lips.
He drank weakly, his breath hitching frequently. After a few moments, he pushed it away. "Just hold me?"
She wrapped her wrist up and held him tightly, going back to pushing energy into him.
"I don't regret meeting you." He whispered. "You're the best thing that ever.." His eyes slid closed and he relaxed in her arms.
She continued pushing energy into him, not wanting to let him go.
His vitals began to drop, the heart monitor flashing silently.
She gathered a large burst of energy and pushed it into him quickly. She swayed a moment before collapsing onto him.
Ryon came in, his face tight. He picked Mia up, placing her in the adjoining bed before giving a sigh and leaving.
Mia woke a few hours later, pushing herself up quickly, even though it made her a bit dizzy. She looked over at Isao worriedly.
Ryusei was sitting beside him. "He's still here. Not sure how, but he's hanging on."
She nodded slowly, laying back against the pillow quietly.