A/N – Usual disclaimers apply, I do not own anything and if I did then M7 and Sentinel would still be going.
Well this chapter was a bit of a struggle, I'm not convinced it flows correctly but hopefully you should get to meet more characters and wolves are so cool.
Thanks for the reviews and please please can I have some more.
Sentinel Legend:
Nathan waited for Buck to answer his question.
"Chris wanted to go to the clinic and I didn't think that guide doctor would just let him walk in and look around." Buck was not happy that Chris had gone in alone.
"Was it just me or did that Guide Doctor give you a bad vibe?" Josiah helped himself to a drink as he sat on the couch next to Nathan, he offered the other men drinks as well.
"I didn't like him." Nathan had to agree with his bonded. "I don't like leaving Chris in his hands."
"We'll leave it a few hours and then go to this clinic." Buck also needed to call Denver and give the Alpha's there some instructions.
Nathan sprawled on one of the two double beds in the large room, he noted that Josiah was on the internet.
"What you doing Josiah?" Nathan yawned he looked to his sentinel, Buck came into the bedroom area once he had finished his call to Denver.
"I'm researching this Dr Rostron and this clinic." Josiah clicked on the various links associated with the Boston Sentinel and Guide Foundation Medical Clinic. "It seems to have a very good reputation within the field of Sentinel and Guide medicine."
"I hear a but in there somewhere." Buck stretched out on the other bed.
"There is a sentinel whose guide died in a car crash and the courts have ruled that the clinic is to treat him, while the guide's family want to take custody of him." Josiah frowned at his laptop. "There appealing the courts decision and Rostron is named in the case."
"Why would the doctor stop the guide's family from seeing the sentinel?" Buck asked.
"It's said that the doctor does not believe the family is helping." Josiah replied he continued to read. "Looks as though the Boston Alpha is backing the doctor on the issue."
"So what did Alpha James and Ringo say?" Nathan asked the man on the other bed.
"They said that nothing on Chris would be released and if the Boston pride contact's Denver then they will let us know, but they will say that Chris is a low level sentinel." Buck only gave brief details to the men in Denver.
Chris found the slow steady beat of the sleeping guide's heart, he had to now work out how to get to the other man, and get him free of this place.
Dr Rostron watched the monitor showing the sleeping Larabee, he had had his administrative assistant call Denver to find out about the four men, and he had been hoping that Larabee would have been a bit higher on the sentinel scale, but the assistant had informed him that the testing was mostly incomplete because the man kept zooming. He had also found out that Larabee had no family to worry about so he could be part of Dr Rostron's study, all the man needed to do was to get Sentinel Wilmington to agree to it, he could do that by making it seem in the blond man's best interest. Rostron smiled to himself at the thought of another subject on which to run his tests on, he just needed to have the man moved to the special section that he ran.
Chris listened intently as he heard Rostron making plans for him, he kept his disgust to himself as heard the delighted expectation the man was expressing on thinking he had found himself another sentinel to experiment on. Chris was horrified when he realised he could sense another sentinel who was in great distress, he could hear the man's roars of pain and anguish.
Rostron looked at the other video feed he could see this sentinel was in some considerable discomfort, he was pacing and growling, letting out the occasional roar, whether in anger or grief the guide doctor could not tell.
Maybe he should let the two sentinel's meet and see if this Larabee was a weak and needy as he seemed. Smiling Guide Doctor Rostron could almost imagine the blond man being dominated by the roaring sentinel who angrily paced the padded room.
The Dark Sentinel snarled angrily within its confines of Chris's mind, he was angry over the treatment of the anguished sentinel, he wanted to comfort and help the other man, he was also furious because this guide who was supposed to be a healer was hurting other guides and sentinels for his own gain and enjoyment.
"I want Larabee put through the sentinel testing process, plus I want a full medical performed so that we can see how healthy the man is." Dr Rostron ordered the caring medical staff who worked in the clinic; he wanted to know if the man would stand up to the testing and experimenting he was considering.
Chris almost smiled to himself as he went through the no invasive sentinel testing he acted like he had mildly zoned a couple of times and he had heard the medical staff saying that he was probably a level three sentinel. He had gotten readings off the staff that touched him and he found most if not all of them where sincere in there desire to help him.
Lying on the bed he could hear voices outside his door, he waited to see what would happen next. The door opened and a short grey haired man approached the bed, Chris watched the man settle in a chair by his head.
"Hello Sentinel Larabee, my name is Dr Sentinel Jamie Carson, I'm here to try and help you." The man smiled good naturedly at Chris.
Chris could almost feel the concern and kindness from the grey haired sentinel.
"I am going to try to help you control your senses, I understand that you don't have a guide." Carson felt sorry for the lean blond, coming online this late in life must be a strain.
"I want a guide." Chris muttered he decided to act needy and see what the man would do, it would tie in with what Buck had said to the horrible Dr Rostron.
"I know you do, but you need to be in control of you senses so that you appeal to guides." Dr Carson patted the thin man's knee.
Chris nodded in agreement and listen as the Sentinel Doctor attempted to help him control his supposedly spiking senses. The door opened at Dr Rostron entered, he moved to stand near the bed Chris was sat on. Chris zoned deliberately and waited to see what the guide would do.
Dr Rostron smiled, he decided to put his plan into action as he had been told that Larabee's friends wanted to see the man. He touched the man's shoulder and used his guide abilities to send the man into a feral episode, or so he thought.
Chris was shocked at the Doctor's actions but he knew he had to play along with the man's actions so that he could get close to his pack's new guide.
Growling he began to snarl at the two men, he felt sorry for the older sentinel but he would have to target him as the instinct of a sentinel was to protect the guide. He jumped up and glared at Dr Carson, who held his hands up in a placating gesture. Chris drew himself up to his full height and went to attack the back pedalling sentinel, Chris had no intention of hurting the other man but he would have to make it look real. He noted that Rostron had hit the panic button, Chris forced the grey haired doctor against the wall, he growled as he shook the other man, he was surprised that the other sentinel was not reacting to his physical threats other than to try to talk to him.
"Calm down Chris." The sentinel doctor kept his gaze lowered, he did not want to provoke growling man.
The door burst open as a number of large nurses came to help, one of them had brought a sedative and they all attempted to restrain Chris, who kept up the growling and snarling. He allowed the men to pin him and inject the sedative, the dark sentinel growled angrily in Chris's mind as he allowed himself to sag in the nurses hold.
"Dr Carson I believe this man needs to be taken to the specialist ward before he hurts someone." Dr Rostron hid his glee, he loved being able to manipulate sentinel's into a feral state, it made him feel ten feet tall.
"I disagree; Larabee may just need some time." Dr Carson always hated to see patients sent to the special secure ward, he felt that they where rushing into the decision.
Buck, Nathan and Josiah where being led towards Chris's room, when they noticed the number of nurses, orderlies and other medical staff, Buck picked up the pace, he was greeted by Dr Rostron, who looked sad and uncomfortable, Buck was not convinced the man gave him a strange vibe.
"Sentinel Wilmington I believe your friend needs specialist care, I suggest you allow us to help him."Dr Rostron calmly informed the worried looking group.
Buck had to struggle not to rush over to where Chris had been placed on the bed, he waited until the majority of the people had left the room, till only Nathan Josiah and the two doctors where left, he placed his hand on the sleeping man's head.
Buck nearly jumped as he immediately felt Chris link with him, the man projected calm to Buck, as well as letting him see what he had found out about the guide and the distress sentinel. Buck kept his face carefully blank, he was disgusted when he found out that Dr Rostron had attempted to force Chris into a feral state, he could have hurt the grey haired doctor who watch the men interact with kind eyes. Buck moved away, he stood silent by the door.
Josiah moved to gently touch Chris, he kept himself still as he felt the link hum to life. He stroked the thin shoulder and kept his face averted from the evil guide doctor, he really wanted to hurt the other man as he felt the anguish Chris had felt from both the trapped guide and sentinel. He did not understand how nobody had figured out that the doctor had no morals. Josiah patted the shoulder before he moved to let Nathan at Chris.
Nathan was horrified and as a guide doctor he did not need to hide this fact. Chris linked with him and Nathan almost sighed as he felt the man's strength courage and positive feelings he projected to him. He stroked Chris's arm and the man purred slightly, Nathan hid his smile. He then struggled not to physically attack the smug looking Rostron, he wanted to get Chris away from the evil influence of the diabolical guide.
"If that's what you thinks best for him." Buck looked suitably upset at the prospect of leaving Chris behind.
"I do." Dr Rostron hid his excitement behind a cool calm facade, unbeknown to him the others could feel everything and they all wanted to see him brought down and punished.
Dr Jamie Carson was convinced that something was amiss with this situation; he was picking up a strange vibe from the men surrounding the sentinel on the bed.
"Let me go get the paperwork." Dr Rostron almost bounced out of the room.
Dr Carson knew he should not do what he was about to but he had to try.
"I don't think your making the right decision for your friend." Jamie moved closer to the four men. "He may just need time to adjust."
Buck had gone back to stroking Chris's head, and Dr Carson found that strange considering they where about to sign him over to be essentially committed.
Dr Carson suddenly found himself pinned by bright green eyes, he gasped as the man gave him a brief glimpse of the power which was being carefully hidden, he found himself moving closer to the bed. His hand was gently grasped by the black healer and he found himself drawn closer, he jumped in shock as he suddenly heard the anguished cries from both the sentinel and guide. Tears filled his eyes as he realised that these gifted men where being abused in the very place where they should be safe and well looked after. Shocked he realised that the blond haired sentinel was connecting all of them and allowing him a brief glimpse into the terror filled life the guide and sentinel where experiencing at Dr Rostron's hands.
"Tell no one." The Sentinel's husky voice warned him.
Looking deeply into green eye's Carson nodded, he was released and just in time as Dr Rostron brought the paperwork to be signed.
"Will we be able to visit?" Buck had stopped his head stroking.
"I don't think that's a good idea for a few days." Dr David Rostron wanted time to get Larabee settled. "Also its likely to upset him."
Buck nodded as if in agreement, he needed to get out of there before he went for the Dr and got Chris and the others out of there. It was killing Buck leaving his friend to who knows what fate.
The three men left and Chris was moved quickly into the special secure wing, Dr Jamie Carson watched him go with a heavy heart, even though the sentinel was powerful, Rostron was sneaky and a strong guide and Carson just hoped that whatever happened nobody got hurt.
Chris kept still and silent as he was placed on the floor of the sterile padded room, this whole building smelled of sadness and despair, Chris could now that he was only a few rooms down from the guide feel the youngsters terror. His silver wolf moved into the padded room where the guide huddled in the corner rocking and mewling in terror.
Brown eyes slowly opened and the dark haired youngster turned, he gulped as he realised he was not alone, the huge wolf moved closer, a hand was timidly held out, the wolf sniffed the fingers and then began to lick the small hand and wrist. A tiny smile graced the tear stained face, moving closer the wolf allowed the thin arms to wrap around his neck as the young man buried his face in the thick fur.
The wolf's head turned and a growl built in its throat as a lean shaggy wolf walked slowly toward where the teenager huddled. Dull blue eyes starred deep into green, the shaggy brown head lowered submissively, the silver wolf huffed as the blue eyed wolf came closer. Noses touched and the dark wolf whined deep in its throat, a hand patted its large head, the silver wolf lifted its great head and released a mournful howl, which was soon joined by the two smaller wolves.
Chris smiled to himself as he was left alone, he listened to the three wolves howling, and smiled as he realised that his pack would be growing by two instead of the one he had initially thought.
Buck sat in his hotel room with Nathan and Josiah and all three men listened intently as they heard the wolves howling. Smiling Buck saw his and the other men's wolves and they then lifted there heads and joined in as the pack sang together.
The majority of the Boston pride where gathered together in there large meeting hall they where discussing the kidnapping that had occurred in Denver. Alpha Bryce had been saying that this was a one off and no one would dare attempt it again, as he had been told by the Alpha of Denver that only one of the kidnappers had survived. Suddenly the room seemed to fall silent as all the sentinel's heads tilted and the room filled with the sound of wolves howling.
Shocked gasps filled the room as six wolves suddenly appeared led by a large silver green eyed wolf, followed by a even bigger blue eyed brown wolf whose head moved from side to side as it studied the pride, this was then followed by a grey muzzled enormous wolf whose blue eyes starred placidly around, a big black furred brown eyed wolf flanked the older wolf, a lean adolescent wolf which had soft brown eyes looked curiously around as it followed the rest of the pack, the last wolf was lean and shaggy with piercing blue eyes that seemed to take in everything around it.
The Boston pride watched as the silver wolf stalked towards a powerful guide, the man found himself surrounded by the pack who starred at him like he was prey.
"Don't move Guide Dr Rostron." Sentinel Dwayne Hicks flinched as the green eyed alpha wolf growled at him.
"What do they want?" The Guide could not keep the fear out of his voice.
"There spirit guides." A voice whispered, this view was taken up by the pride, they all stayed away as the pack began to circle the guide.
"What have you done?" Dr Jamie Carson could not help himself he had to ask.
"I have done nothing, I don't understand." Guide Dr Rostron struggled to stay calm as the growling snarling mass of wolves circled him.
"Liar." A deep voice growled angrily. The wolves began to circle closer to the guide who looked around desperately for help.
"Who said that?" The Boston Alpha barked, then stopped dead as the silver wolf sat and then starred unblinking at him. "It's not possible."
The silver wolf stood hackles raised as its lip curled back showing every sharp fang, the sentinel took a step back.
"Do something Alpha." Rostron felt helpless surrounded as he was.
Alpha Bryce decided to take matters into his own hands he strode forward and was surprised when the wolves moved out of his way, they fell silent and one by one disappeared until only the silver leader was left.
The silver wolf gave a toothy grin as it spotted the red wolf slinking out the door, soon he would find the red pack mate and bring him into the fold.
Muttering began in the pride and questioning looks where being sent to where Alpha Bryce and Dr Guide Rostron stood, the doctor felt his racing heart finally beginning to slow back to normal pace. He could sense the unease building around him, he felt the eyes of the pride on him, he was determined not to show how disconcerted he was by what had just happened.
Sentinel Dwayne Hicks looked at the doctor with suspicious eyes, what had the man done to cause such a reaction, he would have to suggest to his Alpha that the man needed to be investigated, because for spirit guides to react like that to him then something bad had to have occurred. Wolf spirit guides if he remembered correctly had not been seen for such a long time, this needed to be discussed and the event should be told to other prides. Hicks smiled he had read the sentinel legend, and if this was the famed pack then he was proud to have witnessed the event, although Hicks wondered where the seventh pack member was, and whether he would have the honour of seeing the pack as a whole. He would love to meet the sentinels and guides who went with the wolves, he had the feeling that his world was about to get very interesting.
Chris sniggered to himself, he had experienced everything his wolf had just done, he could feel the awe and excitement from the other two men who shared his prison, they had all been travelling with the wolves.
"Sentinel." A young voice quietly called.
"Guide." Chris responded he was glad the guide seemed calm now.
"What's your name Sentinel?" The quivering voice asked.
"Chris Larabee." Chris smiled as he waited for the guide to speak again, he could tell the other sentinel was listening.
"Hi, I'm John Daniel Dunne." JD rested his had on the door.
"What's your name Sentinel?" To Chris it seemed like and eternity before the hoarse voice answered.
"Vin Tanner."