The Enemy Within

by Karina0723

Things not always go as planned, and in this case all that could've possibly go wrong for the team, has done just so. But amongst all of that there can always be moments that make the team kick back and enjoyed themselves. Nobody knows for how long and honestly they just don't give a f*ck, as long and the women are hot and the beers are ice cold.

2. Long Night's Sunrise

Long night's sunrise

At first they were mere shadows that came into the room and sat beside her. The room, from what little she could see, was just as rundown as the one she had spent her hellish torture. It was barely lit with a lamp by her bedside and some curtains hanging through the dirty window, keeping too much light from penetrating. A big fan, dreadfully slow, circulating over her and her watcher.

Every time she tried to move away or unhook the IV's, a strong hand stopped her, commanding obedience which she was too weak to defy. This mysterious watcher always beside her, checking on her fever and the IV's hooked on her arm. She tried as hard as she could on focusing on his face but all she saw were smudges of dark colors. At that moment, being afraid would've come as second nature after what she had endured. But instead of being afraid, she was numb. No worry swept through her mind, only a disturbing peace, a feeling so alien to her.

Slowly she drifted back into reality, much like waves do to the shore. The lapses of clarity becoming longer and more frequent. She had started making out her surroundings. An IV bag to her left, some black crates with God knows what inside them, piled up to the ceiling and a now empty tattered brown recliner. Slowly she sat on the bed pained by her broken ribs and many bruises. She hardly managed to recognize the face.

"Christmas?"

The Brit stopped cold at his feet. He stopped from pacing up and down the room and just stared at her.

"Good morning, Sunshine."

"Is this a dream?"

"I know, dreamy, but no." Christmas gestured to himself and walked towards Elena. He sat down on the bed and inspected her lack of a fever and her IV's line.

"You're safe and back at Tool's" He stated dryly and matter of factly.

"Christmas, I..."

"Save your breath, rest. I'll tell the guys you're up." His tone hardened restoring his usual severe and reserved self. He stood up from the bed, ran a hand through his head and closed the door behind him.

"I'm glad you're ok too." It was the last thing Elena thought before drifting back to sleep again.