It was 7:45 and Ben and I were sitting on Sewee waiting for Shelton and Hi to come. I'd popped into my town home and grabbed one of my school uniforms to wear. He'd put his on after a warm breakfast of which Ben cooked bacon and eggs.

Exactly. My boyfriend can cook…

Shelton and Hiram ran down the hill to the docks panting and waving their hands above their heads. "Are you guys alright?" Ben yelled.

They reached the docks and jumped onto Sewee. "Guys? What going on?" I looked across their faces and they stared at me.

"We went to the bunker this morning to pick up Shelton's headphones and just inside the doorway were these on the ground." Hi tossed me five photos to me, and Ben looked over my shoulder.

"Oh god." The photos were of Shelton and Hi bomb diving into the water off the dock, then the four of us in our bunker chatting away, me and Ben kissing in the water on the beach, and him beating up the shark.

It was the last photo that freaked me though. The last photo was of me and Ben in his town home the night before in bed, me sitting up on his chest pulling my shirt off. I wasn't freaking out about the fact that the other two had seen a photo of me in a bra, it was the angle. "Holy shit." I gasped.

Ben stared. "It looks like it was taken from the window near my desk. From the window sill." I dropped the photos in shock and they laid sprawled across the floor. Hi picked the one up of me and Ben in bed, having recovered from the shock and the run.

"By the way, looking sexy here Tory, maybe you should become a model." Hi glanced at Ben, grinning. My lover was breathing in and out deeply and squeezing the keys hard in his fist, the knuckles becoming white. He was just itching to slap Hiram double crossed across the face them throw him in the water, I could tell. I shook my head at Hi scowling at him. The comment hadn't made me feel peachy either.

I took Ben's hand with the keys in it then pulled it away in shock. I looked down at my hands and they were red. Red with blood. I placed a chaste kiss on his lips, snapping him out of his funk. He grabbed his wrist with his spare hand and un-clutched his fist. Hi and Shelton moved to look at his hand and gasped. I couldn't help it.

Tears welled behind my eyes.

He had two open cuts; one across his fingers and the other on his palm. The end of the key was completely through his hand, the tip of the key sticking out from the back of his hand. "Ben!" I grabbed his injured hand and placed it in my palm. I looked at his face. My heart broke, right there and then. He's usually the tough one, and doesn't let anyone see past his mask, but he had his eyes squeezed shut and was wincing.

"Oh my god." Shelton stumbled back and sat on the bench. Another thing Shelton didn't do very well with; dealing with blood. I stared at Ben's eyelids, willing them to draw back and reveal his gorgeous dark brown eyes. They did. Instead of being met with brown eyes, I was greeted with the golden fire of the wolf.

"Oh god. Ben, please try and snuff it!" Hi looked at me confused.

"Why? Shouldn't his flare help him?"

"No!" I yelled at him. He jumped back in surprise and caught the edge of the boat to steady himself. "Hi! Don't you see. When our senses go warp, it's sight, smell, hearing, strength, taste, and touch!" Ben groaned and looked at me with pleading eyes. I understood in a milli-second.

'Pull it out!'

"Ben, I know what you want me to do, but you'll lose loads of blood that way! I'll have to do something else." I already knew exactly what to do. I turned round to face Hi. "Flare. I need you to slap Ben."

"What?" He looked at me as if I was mad. Maybe I am. "Slap him across the face till he's unconscious! That way I can pull it out without him feeling the pain. Cause it's gonna hurt." He stared at me blank faced.

I showed him my left hand, where there a dip in the centre and a circle surrounding it. "This happened when I was five. I fell down in the park one day, and metal cylinder went into my hand. Almost made it through. I've had his scar for almost ten years, and when I look at it, it reminds me that none should have to suffer what the nurse did to me." The years streamed down my face, and Ben glanced at my hand.

"Do it." He said through gritted teeth. "Please."

Hi flared and walked up to Ben. I let go of Ben's hand and sat next to Shelton, clutching his hand for comfort. I could tell he needed it just as much I did. Hi slapped him across the face five times. Ben was still conscious. He did it another five times and Ben brought his head back up again, the side of his lip split. "It's not working Tory. He's stayed conscious even with flare slaps. And trust me, he's given me enough for me to know, don't get one."

I looked Ben in the eyes. "I'm sorry." I whispered. I ran up to the town homes and dashed up the stairs into Ben's room. I grabbed a hard, wooden baseball bat and sprinted back to the docks. Without slowing down I leapt aboard Sewee and smacked the bat right into Ben's temple. His head shot backwards, and two seconds later brought it back up.

"What?!" I dropped the bat. He was still conscious! Then Hi picked it up and hit him again. He collapsed onto the floor, and blood spewed out of the wounds. I knelt down beside his cold, move less body and took his hand. "I'm sorry." I mumbled to him.

I kissed him lightly on the forehead and suddenly got thrown back against the captain's chair. "Wha-at?" I asked to no one in particular. Ben leapt up and walked over to me, golden fire still blazing in his eyes. He sharply tugged me up and grabbed my hand then put it on top of the key in his hand. Suddenly something swept over me, and I flared uncontrollably. Glancing to my left I saw Hi and Shelton on the docks staring at us with horror. I pulled the key out of his hand and he cried out, then placed our hands on the wound we pushed down.

A horrendous amount of blood flowed from the wound and without thinking I whipped my school shirt off and wrapped it around his hand. The already light red material quickly became darker.

Ben fell down into the captain's chair, looking faint and glancing away at the other two boys, I saw Hiram leaning over an unconscious Shelton, who had most probably fainted from the sight of all the blood.

Ben's eyelids slid shut and I yelled his name, shaking his shoulders, but he didn't wake.

Please….

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