Chapter 9

Sacrifices

A/N: im really going for the sadness factor here, so please comment on that. thanx

Disclaimer:still dont own it

Danny pulled the car up to the front of the hospital and scratched the back of his head, fake police badge at the ready. He sighed to himself as he thought about what would happen when he stepped outside the green 4x4. Another job for Jeb that he wouldn't do himself. But heaven forbid anyone else should fail, he would have Danny's head on a plate if he messed this up. That is, if the erasers didn't get there first. A low growl gave him an incentive to get moving. He scratched the back of his head again, opened the door and hopped out on the cold, hard ground and heard the two back doors slam behind him. Two erasers had accompanied him to fetch the winged experiments. Jeb had already personally dealt with Professor Smith, but then he had blackmailed a real police officer to pick James up outside the hospital.

He walked towards the feeling, an odd sensation playing on the back of his mind. For some reason he couldn't stop scratching the back of his head. But as soon as the feeling had arrived it was gone.

Sam appeared back in front of Rosie, desperately trying to hide his fear.

"We have to get out of here, NOW!" Sam demanded leaping to his feet, wincing as he ripped his wings away from their restraints. He grabbed his jeans and pulled the hospital gown over his head.

"But Sam, calm down. Why do we need to get out of here?" Rosie asked.

"The basic point is there are men on their way in here, and if they get me and Iggy into their car. We will be dead. Full stop." Sam didn't seem to be concerned with the fact he didn't have a t-shirt on. He rushed over to Iggy and pulled apart the sick restraints they had on his wings.

"Do you have a wheelchair?" he turned to Rosie, panic settling on him.

"Sam, you can't be serious."

"Look, you either help me out here. Or we both die" Sam replied, fighting back tears. Rosie sighed.

"Yes, here" she said, opening up a wheel chair. They both lowered Iggy into it and set towards the door. Sam tucked Iggy's wings in behind him, they seemed fairly concealed by the chair. As for his, he draped them round himself, he may have gotten away with pretending they were a coat. They were big enough.

"We'll have to move quickly" Rosie started. "Yes, I'm on your side here" she added, noticing the quizzical look on Sam's face. "The hospital is real busy at this time of day, if we're fast enough they might not notice"

"Here" Rosie stopped Sam and draped a white coat round his folded wings. It made every inch of Sam itch.

The pair slipped out of the door, pushing Iggy, in front of them. Trying to stay as calm as possible they walked down the long white hall towards the exit. Sam saw Danny at the reception alongside two erasers whose noses shot up in the air when they passed. They continued to the door and thought they were free when they heard a low threatening growl behind them.

"Run!" yelled Sam, thankful to be ripping off the coat and snapping his wings open. Rosie put Iggy over her shoulders and sped through the doors, closely followed by Sam. He stopped and Rosie hesitated.

"Keep going, I'll catch up" Sam ordered her. She ran and kept running, never once looking behind her. If she had taken a glance she would have seen her new found ally facing two huge wolf-men, she also would have seen a faint glow.

Sam decided to show the erasers his power. He felt it build up inside him and stretched his wings out. The erasers stopped, stunned slightly. One ran towards Sam and was met by his strong hard foot. Sam heard a sickening crack and the eraser sank to the ground, clutching his neck. The second eraser, angry now, launched a fist at Sam. Sam caught it and twisted it powerfully, he spun the arm all the way round and its owner quickly followed, landing on his back, whimpering and clutching his mangled arm. Danny was stunned but Sam ignored him. He was no threat. He allowed the power to subside and took off in the direction Rosie had run.

He found her at the back of the hospital, hunched over something. It was Iggy and he was still, too still. She turned and looked up at Sam, her face glistening with tears.

"It was his heart, he couldn't take all this"

"No!" Sam wouldn't give up, he threw her aside and pumped Iggy's heart. Punching his chest. Bringing his fist down on it, time after time.

"Dammit, Iggy! Breath!" Sam was desperate, tears flowing freely he kept trying.

"BREATH!"

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