Waiting Game

Jesse had made his way cautiously out of the building until he found the shadows of the neighboring building. The cool night air played along his skin, both exciting his nerves and chilling him. His entire body felt like it had been put through an iron press and exhaustion was threatening to take control. Yet all this he ignored, focusing on putting one foot in front of the other. Perhaps this is why he failed to notice It lurking in the shadows.

But It had noticed him.

Slowly It emerged from the shadows, carefully stalking Jesse. Every thing depended on timing now, now that Jesse was in the open. The sent of the others were circulating the air and It knew that they were coming closer. He didn't have much time and this one would not get away again.

The opportunity presented itself when Jesse paused to catch his breath by the side of a neighboring building. It was clear that he was still suffering some affects from being knocked out and was struggling to remain upright. It was a perfect condition for It.

Jesse was attacked from behind and though he struggled, he was unable to prevent It from biting him. A cold fire started to spread into his blood and his body started to go limp. His vision blurred, his throat started to close and a familiar fear crept up his spine. Some how he found the strength to crawl, on his stomach, away from his attacker. But it was not far enough, nor quick enough and Jesse quickly found himself roughly rolled onto his back.

Before he knew what was happening, It straddled him and bites him twice more on the neck. At once, Jesse went limp. He couldn't move anything, not his limbs, not his head, not even his eyelids. His breathing began to shallow out and it was clear that he was going into shock. That didn't matter to It. He picked up the limp form and disappeared into the shadows.

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Emma led Shalimar to a decrepit looking building in the back of the yard. On the outside it looked like everything else, and there was no sign of anyone. No scent, no sound, just a building. But Emma was dead sure of herself and she walked right in.

"Brennan," she called softly, her ears straining to hear the slightest sound. "Brennan, where are you?"

Shalimar stuck close behind her, her eyes watching the shadows and her senses on full alert. The smell of Jesse and Brennan were everywhere, and so was It.

Emma paced for a bit, going from one side to another as if she was following a sent trail. Eventually she made her was to the back of the building and out into the ally. Shal cursed and quickly made her way over to Emma. One day she would have to teach the girl about not separating from your partner when there was an enemy around.

But the scene before her caught any words of scolding she could have for Emma and replaced it with a cry of joy. There before her, Em was helping a mud coated Brennan to his feet.

"You're alright!" The feral cried as she hugged her missing pack mate.

Brennan, still unsteady, had to lean against the dumpster for support, "I'm still standing…" he reassured Shalimar, and then looking around asked, "Where's Jess?"

"Isn't he with you?" Shalimar asked, pulling slightly away.

"I could barely move, Jess hid me here then went to look for you…." A feeling of absolute dread washed over Brennan as he looked from one girl to the next.

Shalimar's eyes flashed golden and she pulled back from her two teammates. "Emma, get Brennan to the Helix and fire up the engine. I'll find Jesse."

And she didn't give them time to argue, as soon as she was finished speaking, she was gone.

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Jesse had no idea where he was or what was happening. Everything was blurring together so fast that he couldn't even tell which way was up and which way was down. His body felt funny, it was both relaxed and tight all at the same time and it hurt to breath. He could feel some one touching his legs and some one touching his face and his chest and his neck…. He didn't like it.

He tried to move, tried to wiggle or even scream, but he couldn't. He couldn't hear, he couldn't move, he could barley see and he was starting to lose his breathing. The only thing he could do was feel, and he didn't like it.

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It had never felt so intoxicated, so in power over anything ever before. Here was the one who had gotten away, had left him, and then tried to find him, then tried to catch him, here he was completely helpless. Here was his favorite.

The feel of his skin, so soft and smooth against his lips. His scent such a wonderful mixture of fear, desperation, pleasure and death. His taste, every bit as sweet as he remembered….

It was as if a dream had come true all over again.

It had him pinned under him, Its' mouth over his, touching him ever so slightly. It wanted him, wanted him badly. But It wouldn't rush, It would take it slow. It would enjoy him.

Starting at the lips, then making its' way down, down to the neck then the chest. Toy with each nipple, hear him whimper, then continue on the way down. The shorts were in the way and had to be removed. Now there was nothing to stop It.

There was a moan from the boy under It as It took the length of him in Its mouth, and it was exciting. So exciting that It failed to notice her until she was already there.

"Let him go…" came the growl from behind him and a few seconds latter there was the searing pain as nails clawed flesh.

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Sam and Adam had been ready for nearly two hours since Emma called to say that they had found Brennan. It would be about another hour before she would call again saying that they had Jesse, he was critical, and that they were on their way.

Wordlessly the pair prepared a gurney and took it to the hanger where they would meet the Helix. Sam would tend to Brennan and Adam would take care of Jesse. Emma knew to keep Brennan on the Helix, and Adam could trust that Shalimar would have Jesse. Now it was just a waiting game.

Twenty minuets later the Helix roared into the Hanger. Just as Adam had expected a blood covered Shalimar was carrying Jesse in her arms and the molecular was not looking good. His eyes were opened and the pupils dilated. His breathing was haggard and shallow and it was clear that he was in toxic shock. Time was of the essence now and Adam and Shalimar rushed Jess off to the med bay.

Sam, doing his best to push aside the fear for his best friend, moved into the Helix where Emma was trying to keep Brennan still.

"But Jess…" he was saying as the red head tried her best to sooth him.

"Yeah, but first we got to give you the anti-venom Brennan," Sam said softly as he quietly approached the pair.

"The venom's out of my system, I'm fine," Brennan snapped. He was huddled against the wall of the Helix, a blanket wrapped around his shoulders and mud coating his skin.

"I'm sure you're fine," Sam said, "but this is just in case. Besides, don't you want to get cleaned up and changed before you see Jess?"

Brennan bowed his head, and it was clear to both Emma and Sam he was tired. They knew that the element was at the end of his strength and so they were relieved to see him nod his head in agreement.

"Good, then lets get you to your room…" Emma said, helping her friend to stand.

Sam let the pair pass, handing the anti-venom to Emma. She gave him a thankful smile and met his eyes; speaking with out words they both knew it was going to be a long night of waiting.