A/N: I'm not a fan of delays just like you all and I apologize very much. But I'm getting closer to a close, which is a little sad but it's about time. I hope you enjoy this short chapter and let me know!:)
"Oh..." James stared at the ruined area behind the charred gates. Where the generator once sat with its constant waves of purple voltage ran up it's body.
No longer there since the explosion. James was standing on the edge of the car, the door open and his arm slung over it, the other hand grasping the roof of the car for balance. His eyes were wide as they took in the area.
"Now what are you going to do?" A voice from behind James made him turn with a start, jumping down and backing against the open door.
A figure was striding towards him, his hands playing with a baseball hat. As he drew closer, the light from the streetlamp passed over his face and James gaped. "You?" He asked uncertainly.
Murdock nodded solemnly. "Me." He glanced over James' shoulder as he came to a stop four feet away. "What're you doin'?"
"Trying to...get you back..." James let his shoulders slump and shook his head at the ground. "Nothing we can do now."
Murdock sniffed, grinning and twisting his hat around some more. "Don't be sayin' that. I'm sure we'll find a way." But James shook his head, sidestepping and slamming the car door, he ran a hand roughly through his hair.
There was a momentary silence before he threw his hands up. "Look man," He looked into the eyes completely identical to his. "The only way, was to obviously get...electrocuted again. But as you and I can both see, this source of electricity is gone. Blown up, thanks to your team." He kicked the ground.
Murdock raised his eyebrows, bowing his head. "Our team. It's our team.'
James turned to him, ignoring his statement. "I can try to be you...me...but, how? How are you...you?"
"Seriously?" Murdock shook his head, his mouth turned down in a rare frown. "I'm disappointed you just asked that. Just...just think, go deep into that noggin and figure it out. Or..." He drifted off, his eyes sliding sideways towards the van. James noticed and inclined his head. "Or what?"
Unresponsive, Murdock went around James and stood at the hood of the van, his fingers dancing around the rim. "Open it."
James stared at him.
Green eyes turned up to stare at green eyes and Murdock nodded once. "Come on."
Hesitating, his lip being gnawed by his teeth, James complied. He went around and gripped the edge of the hood, glanced once at Murdock and lifted it. they gazed at the engine before Murdock gave James a small push and led him to the back of the van. James followed Murdock's indications to open the doors and spotted the long jumper cables laying on the floor of the van. "You don't think...?" and Murdock nodded slowly.
He sighed and reached for the jumper cables, slinging them over his arm and following himself around to the engine. After James had clipped the two ends to the engine, Murdock had him open the gates and go back into the van. "Drive up to the smaller remaining box." Murdock instructed and James narrowed his eyes at him.
"Won't that like, ignite the other end of the cables with the road?" He asked warily.
Murdock snorted and waved a hand lazily in the air. "Nuh uh. Done it several times just to annoy B.A. and it never started a fire. Sadly." He glared up at James. "Just do it, alright?"
James nodded, his eyes on Murdock as he closed the door and started the engine. He saw no sparks and looked out the window to grin at Murdock, but he was no longer there. Searching the night, he wasn't anywhere.
Blowing out a gust of air, James drove the van through the gates to where he was told and stopped, leaving the engine on. He grabbed the other two cables and jumped out, kicking the door shut.
He grabbed the rubber of the cables hooked to the van and clipped them to the open electricity box that had been set as a replacement generator for the time being. He could already sense the great amount of electricity passing back and forth. With the other cables, James clipped them to the clips that were hooked to the generator.
"I'll be with you soon." The whisper could have been the wind as it gently met James' ears and he nodded once.
Without a second thought, the Captain reached down and grabbed the cables, opening one of the clips and setting it against his head and the other grasped in his hand. His vision went black and through his head was thousands of volts of electricity.
"That's the van!" Face pointed out and B.A. brought the old truck to a screeching halt outside the gates.
The three men were out and running as soon as the truck came to a halt. Face was through the gates first, sprinting to the smoking man laying unconscious with the jumper cables sparking beside him.
He sniffed, brushing away hot tears and kneeled beside his friend. As Hannibal and B.A. approached, Face gently scooped the limp body into his arms. They crouched beside Face and Hannibal put two fingers to James' neck. He looked up to Face and B.A.'s probing eyes and nodded once. "He's alive. Barely."
"Look at his head, man." B.A. muttered then, softly touching James' burned hair and scalp. Hannibal ran a hand across his eyes and looked up before running his fingers around James' head and his hand ran down to James' hand. As he unclenched the unconscious man's fingers, Face gasped and B.A. looked away. His palm was nearly burned away and black in a sickening color.
"We need to get him to the hospital." Face crocked and B.A. immediately stood, bending over to lift James into his strong arms. the other two followed a little more slowly, Face pinching the bridge of his nose as Hannibal squeezed his shoulder.
James was set gently on the seat in the van and Face climbed in beside him. As B.A. unhooked the cables and ducked back into the van, Face scooted to the side of his seat and pulled James' shoulders down until he was sort of laying across Face's lap as Face kept a regular check on his pulse.
Minutes felt like hours before they finally pulled into the hospital lot and B.A. opened the back door to retrieve James. Hannibal kept a hand on Face's shoulder as they entered the hospital once again. James was taken immedidetly on a stretcher and Face sunk into the nearest chair, his face in his hands.