"Come on, Elle, wake up," Gabriel whispered. He was sitting over top of Elle who was laid out on a motel bed. He was dabbing at her forehead with a cold cloth. She was moaning, but he could not get her to come around.
He looked down at her leg. He had removed the bandages and lifted up the shirt she was wearing to assess the injury. It was deep. She was definitely going to need sewn up. He had searched the car and luckily, there was a first aid kit in the back seat. He was going to start stitching her leg, but he wanted to make sure she was alright otherwise first.
"Wake up. Come on, wake up." She began to stir and blinked her eyes.
"Hey," she said, smiling up at him. "Where are we? What happened?"
He helped her sit up against the headboard. "You passed out in the car. I'm assuming because of your leg," he replied, moving her clothes back again to look at it. "You're going to need stitches." He held up the first aid kit.
Elle frowned. "Why did you have to wake me up for it?"
He chuckled. "I had to make sure you would wake up. You were out for seven hours straight."
"Seven hours? You drove all night?"
"No," he said opening the kit, "I pulled in to this motel at about two this morning. We're in Pennsylvania."
"And where are we headed to?" She felt her head spin as he threaded the needle.
"Back to New York. You can rest at my apartment." He soaked a small piece of gauze with antibiotic ointment. He held the gauze to her leg. She moaned in pain.
"And then what?" she asked, trying to keep her composure.
"I don't know. We'll figure something out."
"You keep saying that. What are we going to figure out? We went to Pinehearst to get rid of these powers and now you're saying you don't want to go back?"
"That's not what I'm saying. I just think we should think this through more."
"Think what through?"
"Elle, we have powers, abilities that very few others have. We're special. Do we really want to give that up? To go back to normal, the way things were? I know I sure as hell don't." He removed the gauze from the wound. He picked up the needle and held it close to her leg. He looked up at her indignant face. "This is going to hurt."