Chapter 33: Prognosis

Beth sat with Kayla on a comfy cot in the panic room. Allie had given them some medicine at the house and she had pretty much stayed asleep since then. Beth looked down at her phone feeling it vibrate and quickly stepped out of the room shutting the door behind her. "Mick?"

"We found Candice and Ryan."

"Thank God. Is she alright?"

"She's….she's in bad shape honey but she's in good hands now. We're still sorting everything out but I wanted to let you know we found her."

"Thank you Mick. What about Coraline?"

"No sign of her yet. Teams are still sweeping the building but nothing yet. How's our girl?"

"Still passed out. I have her in the panic room just like you said."

Mick breathed a sigh, "Okay I'll call you back when I know something more. I have to go."

"Stay safe," Beth said softly hoping he wouldn't be adding anymore bullets to his collection.

"I will. You stay in the room with Kayla please."

"I'm heading back in there now."

After hanging up and feeling slightly better that Candice had been found she relaxed some. Coraline was still out there but at least they had found Candice. Moving to the door Beth placed her hand in the scanner and typed in the 8 digit code with her other hand to open the door.

Kayla was starting to stir. "Hey honey feeling any better?"

She shook her head and cuddled up to Beth. "It still hurts."

"I'm sorry angel but the medicine will make you feel better it just has to have time to work okay."

She nodded against Beth before passing out again. Beth stroked her back gently for a few minutes. She looked over and realized she'd left the Pedialyte in the kitchen. Allie had stressed making sure she stayed hydrated and recommended it to keep give her vitamins and minerals without too much sugar.

Laying her down on the cot Beth strolls over to the door and heads out shutting the door securely behind her. After shutting the door Beth swears under her breath, she'd left her phone inside. She realized the phone was on vibrate and probably wouldn't wake Kayla if it rang and she was downstairs and left it be.

David set Candice down on the ground next to Allie just inside the building. "Come on Candice stay with me." He'd been trying to get her to wake up since he found her with no luck just an occasional mumble or moan of pain. Tears were falling down his face. "I can't lose you."

Allie quickly assessed the situation and searched in her bag. She pulled out bags of blood and David reached for it but she stopped him, "Not yet. She's covered in silver."

"She needs blood," he growled.

"Yes she does but right now my concern is getting as much silver off as possible. I don't want her to heal over it. We need to get it off." She reached back in and pulled out a bottle of antiseptic. "I'll start getting the deeper areas cleaned out, around the corner I saw a hose, get it for me."

David looked down at his mate as Allie slipped on some rubber gloves and began rubbing antiseptic on the ugly burns. Candice's body arched and moaned in pain but her eyes never opened. "Go," Allie urged. He let go of her hand reluctantly and dashed as fast as he could to the hose she'd seen.

Minutes later when he returned Allie had shed the gloves and was feeding a needle into Candice's limp arm. Mick was holding a bag of blood up as it fed through the IV line they'd set up. Allie looked over to David, "The silver was pretty deep. Help me wash her off."

David held the hose and started a light spray, dropping to his knees he quickly helped Allie wash away the remains of silver from her body. Allie pushed the hose aside and opened up the IV so blood began to flow.

Ashton moved behind David and rested a hand on his shoulder, "You need to wash yourself off as well."

"I'm fine," he said easily.

"It won't do you any good to get the silver off of her if you are covered in it." He reasoned.

David nodded standing and stripped off his over shirt that he could see had metallic streams of silver from where he'd carried her. Ashton took the hose and sprayed David's arms off quickly. Ashton pointed to the hole in his shirt, "You've been shot."

"I…it doesn't matter."

Allie moved over to him and pulled out a pair of tweezers and lifted his shirt. He didn't complain as she worked around finding the bullet. When she pulled it out she held it up to him, "Silver. Any other holes? You can't leave these in long."

"No," David looked down at Candice. She was wet and still and as much as he hated hearing the pain filled moans her silence worried him more. "Is she…?" He couldn't bring himself to finish.

"The silver was pretty deep, I got as much as I could but I don't know the damage it did before we got here. I did what I could the rest is on her, I think she'll make a full recovery though she might still scar it's too early to know yet."

"I don't care about scars," David had new tears. She was going to live. "I can't…live without her."

Allie and Mick worked on changing out the bag of blood from the IV. When Allie tossed the empty bag to the side she looked over and saw Ryan laying on the ground his hands covered in silver. She moved to his side and quickly began working on him removing the silver the same way he had with Candice.

David didn't notice he was too focused on Candice. He held her in his arms holding her tight whispering words of love, begging her to come back to him. Ashton took the bag from Mick and continued to hold it while he went over to see what happened with Ryan.

Seeing the silver on his hands he looked at Allie, "It looks like he tried to get the silver off of her."

"Looks that way."

Mick looked at Ryan's face, "I don't think you were behind this but right now I think it's safer for you to stay staked."

"Trap…" Ryan manages to breathe.

Mick's senses went on high alert. "What?"

"Trap…Coraline…take...kid."

To Be Continued…

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