Jazz's POV
Turning I hear Mercedes Irritating voice looking back I see a glint of something silver catch the light swinging round I start to walk back quickening my pace I try to shout out but all too soon I see the front of Kate's shirt starting to turn from white to a deep shade of red watching the others the noise levels escalate looking up at Kate's face she looks back at me her face slowly turning ghostly white putting her hand to her stomach the blood seeps through her fingers moving closer I grab her as she slowly drops down to the floor holding her closer I press my hand over hers looking up into Mercedes face and in a cold lifeless voice
"Si pagherà per questo con la vita"
Looking down I press my hand firmly against Kate's groaning I press my lips to her head and whisper softly to her
"Ssh..Angel"
"Jazz"
"Don't speak"
Looking into her eyes I can see she is struggling to keep them open
"Kate...Angel don't close your eyes"
"Tired"
"Stay with me"
"So tired Jazz"
"No…don't go to sleep"
"Tired"
"Danny…get the car"
"Jazz…we have lessons"
"Do I look like I care right now I'm struggling with 2 things…1. Keeping my girlfriend from falling asleep and 2. The urgent need to tear HER apart limb from scrawny limb..so excuse me if getting to lessons is a little less important right now"
"Can't get the car close enough Jazz"
"Drive it into the corridor if you have to Danny"
"Hang on Jazz"
"Shal…Go get the bed from the Medical Bay"
"I'm on it"
"Zoe..go get something to help stop the bleeding"
"What about her"
"Oh let me deal with her"
"Zede…I want her alive"
"I'm not planning on hurting her…much"
"Jazz…backed the car up to the doors"
"Nice one Danny…just need the girls to hurry back"
"Err…Jazz…Zede looks a little shall we say..mad"
"No he's not mad he's gone past mad…He's just about ready to explode"
"Ohh…that's not good at all"
"Nope not good at all for her"
Looking up at her she has the look of a petrified animal waiting to be slaughtered well I'd look scared if someone 6 foot 4 was slowly coming towards me with a manical look in their eye and an Iron Bar in their hand (What the hell am I saying I AM 6 FOOT 4 but I don't have the Iron Bar) Oh Man that's really gonna hurt..well it will be agony to her..daily occurance for him (Well not daily as such…roughly twice a week) Watching him bring his arm back he swings the Iron bar full force down onto her knee Jesus she screams like a wild animal and the bone shattering makes even my stomach turn and I can usually handle that kind of thing
Grabbing her by her collar he drags her up and says in a cold vindictive voice
"That is just for starters you have a whole lot of pain left to endure"