About Last Night

Warnings: Seizures, swearing, slight injury

Sam's POV

A shaking hand on my shoulder jolted me from sleep. As the blurriness slowly melted into clarity, I was horrified by the scene before me.

Alec was violently shaking. His eyes were wide with fear as convulsions gripped his body. Sweat coated his skin. His hair was dripping with it. His jaw clenched and unclenched in bouts of agony. His mouth hung open and strangled sounds of pain clawed up his throat.

Oh, my God.

"Alec?" I sat up and grabbed the sides of his face. Jumping with each of his spasms, I rolled onto my hands and knees, hugging his shoulders as tears came to my eyes.

What the hell do I do? Panic raised in my mind. I knew what was happening, I just didn't know how to help him.

Alec's hand clamped over mine. As if answering my question, he gasped out, "Call…. Max…." And then he winced and cried out, shaking only getting worse.

Gulping down my terror, I scrambled up after placing a kiss to his soaked forehead. My cell was in my hand instantly as I pressed 2, and listened desperately to the number dialling itself.

I had to wait an eternity for Max to answer the phone.

"This is Max."

I licked my lips. "You need to get here, now!"

Her voice was suddenly just as desperate as mine. "Why? What's wrong?"

Tears started dripping down my face as Alec writhed on the bed. "Alec is having a seizure. Please, hurry!"

"I'll be right there. Get him milk."

And then the line went dead.

I stood there in shock for a moment, then was snapped back into reality as Alec yelled out my name.

The phone clattered to the floor as I ran for the kitchen. I swore loudly as I caught sight of the gallon. It was nearly gone.

Dammit, Alec.

Nevertheless, I snatched it by the handle and poured it into a tall glass. I took just a second to remember to breath before I was dashing back to the bedroom.

Alec was coming up off the bed with each tremor. I set the glass on the side table and cradled his head in my hands. His bright green eyes bore into mine, terror shining in them.

The breath was knocked from my lungs. "You're gonna be okay. Max is on her way. Here. This'll help," I murmured in a blurb, my hand grabbing the glass. He nodded in a short, impatient way before his eyes squeezed shut, his body jumping again.

Forcing the air in and out of my mouth, I held his head still as I tipped the liquid past his lips.

As it flowed down his throat, the shudders receded just slightly. Alec's eyes popped open, the brilliant emerald gleaming in the moonlight as his hand grabbed the glass.

Except he forgot that he's a genetically modified super soldier.

I shrieked and flinched back as the glass shattered at his grip. I withdrew my fingers just in time to not get nicked, but Alec wasn't so lucky. Blood was dripping slowly from his thumb.

Great. Because things couldn't get any worse.

He swore as the shaking increased again. Panic rose in my chest. What if Max was too late?

In answer to my plea, the door busted open and Max ran in, pills in an orange prescription bottle in her hand.

"Go get water," she ordered without looking up from Alec's spasming form.

I did as told, but it was all a blur. A terrifying, worried blur.

Max popped two pills into Alec's mouth and then snatched the water, holding it to his mouth. "Drink," she snapped.

I would've been angered at her tone if she wasn't saving Alec's life.

The convulsions began to get more and more spread apart as the medicine got into his bloodstream. Just as the last spasm shook him, he winked at me before drifting into sleep.

I sent Max off after she took care of his thumb and handed me a pill bottle with some vitamin in it that apparently helped the seizures, in case it happened again. I thanked her, of course, but it wasn't full heartedly.

I'd nearly lost the love of my life.

For the rest of the night, I sat next to the bed in a chair, dabbing a wet cloth at his sweaty forehead.

It was morning before he woke up again.

His eyelids slowly flickered open, obviously heavy from sleep. He winced at the sunlight and shut them tightly. As he fought to open his eyes, I gently rubbed the pad of my finger along his knuckles.

Green orbs blinked open to meet my gaze. A tired smirk flitted onto his face.

"Hey, Sam. Did you enjoy yourself last night?"

Anger flowed into my system. "You scared me half to death, you ass!" I wailed, smacking his arm.

He held his hands up in surrender as he laughed. "Sorry, gorgeous. Take it up with Manticore."

I turned my head to conceal the tears that were rising to my eyes.

"Right," I laughed weakly, voice already getting thick.

I saw Alec's hand before I felt it.

He wanted me to look at him.

I scrambled back from my chair and faced the wall as tears dripped down my face.

I didn't hear the bed frame creaking, or the floorboards protesting. But I did jump when I felt Alec hug me from behind.

Instantly, I brushed him off. My heart ached. "Lay down. You need your rest right now."

Alec stepped between me and the wall, his hand coming up slowly to caress my face. He tilted it up gently to meet my eyes. His hand softly turned us so that I was trapped.

I shrank back against the wall, but Alec paid that no mind as he leaned down and pressed a featherlight kiss to my lips.

As he pulled away, he encased me in his arms, crushing me into his toned chest. "I'm sorry, baby," he murmured to my hair.

I sniffled involuntarily. "I didn't know what to do. I thought I was gonna lose you," I whispered.

"You think you can get rid of me that easy?" he joked lightly.

I hugged him tighter around the waist. "Never."