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Chapter 2

She should've been dead by morning, but something kept her alive. During the night she had fallen unconscious, and now she was stirring awake. Her tired eyes opened to greet the stone wall across from her. Small shafts of sunlight came down to brighten up the alleyway. She looked around confused. As soon as her memories of the night before came rushing through, she groaned and looked down.

Her hand had been on top of her wound. Blood coated the hand and leaked between her fingers. She didn't dare try to lift her hand for fear of losing more blood. Lily slowly stood up and she let out a gasp as pain spiked across her body. She looked around again. She slowly walked to the entrance of the alley way. Looking around, she spied a black leather jacket lying on top of a gray suitcase. Nobody was around it, so she went for it. As quick as a bee, she snatched it up. None was the wiser as she walked away towards the Baxter Building.

The jacket she snatched helped as it hid her bloody hand and wound from prying eyes. She had to get some help and she knew of the group that would give it to her. The more Lily walked, the weaker she felt. Her jean pants were getting sticker by the minute. Finally after what seemed like ages, Lily reached the Baxter building. She didn't feel like she had the strength to open the door, so she looked around and found the button that would open the doors automatically. As it opened, she went into the building. Spying the elevator, she went for it.

"Miss?"

Lily turned at the voice and saw an older man with white hair and wearing a green uniform. She ignored him and reached for the elevator. Before she could push the 'up' button, a hand clasped her wrist. She looked up to see the old man again.

"Miss, you can't- oh my, are you alright, my dear?" He asked as his eyes widened at the sight of her pale face.

"What floor?" Lily asked instead of answering.

"I don't…"

"What floor are they on?"

Understanding dawned on the man as he realized who 'they' were. He shook his head as he gently pulled her wrist.

"I'm sorry, I can't give out that inf-"

Lily wrenched her hand away and she winced. She looked at him, her eyes flashing orange as she spoke with clenched teeth.

"What floor?"

The man stared and mumbled the number.

"Thank you," Lily said as she pushed the button.

Almost automatically, the doors opened and she stepped into the empty compartment. She pushed the number 50 and let out a ragged breath. Her right blood-less hand gripped the railing behind her as the door closed. She relaxed and her hand phased right through the railing. Lily cried out as her body hit the floor. She closed her eyes and lay on the ground. Opening her eyes, she saw that she was nearing her destination by a few floors, so she took hold of the railing and pulled herself up.

By the time she stood up, the elevator had stopped. The doors opened to reveal a wide open empty hall and the faint sound of a telephone ringing. Lily stepped out and the doors closed behind her. She could feel the blackness overcoming her as she walked. She heard faintly, the footfalls of several people coming her way. The moment the footfalls stopped, her legs gave out from underneath her.

Lily felt hands grabbing her before she hit the hard ground. Her vision wavered as she felt the heartbeat of another person by her head. A blurry face appeared in her eyesight and she blinked to clear the blurriness away. She looked at the man before her. First thing she noticed before his black hair with white covering the sides of his head, was the soft brown eyes that shone with concern. She heard his voice but couldn't understand the words. As a second went by, she recognized him.

"Help," she whispered as she succumbed to the darkness. Her head lolled against Reed Richard's chest as he held her.

"Hey, don't pass put on me. Come on, wake up," Reed tapped her pale check with a hand as he spoke.

Susan 'Sue' Storm, now Richards, sat on her knees across the couple. As she watched Reed trying to wake up the girl, a movement caught her eye. The girl's arm came out from under her leather jacket and a bloodied hand landed on the floor with a soft thud. Sue gasped. Reed looked up to his wife and watched as she lifted the jacket up.

"Oh Reed!" Sue gasped as she looked at him with widened eyes.

Reed pulled back the jacket and he swore. Blood seeped through the girl's white and blue shirt, and trickled down to the small puddle on the floor. He jumped into action. Putting an arm under her legs, he lifted her up. Sue followed her husband as he quickly walked to a small room equipped with medical supplies. He laid her on a bed and went to grab the stuff he needed.

Half an hour later

Reed sighed. "She will be alright," he said as he pulled a blanket over the sleeping girl.

He pulled off the latex gloves and threw them away. He turned to see Sue stoking the girl's forehead and smiled. Reed walked around the table and pulled her into a hug.

"That poor girl…to be stabbed like that and…" Sue trailed off.

"I know sweetie. We've done all we can for her," Rees comforted Sue.

Sue pulled back and looked down, "Oh Reed."

He looked down to see his clothes and hers matted with blood. He grimaced.

"I'm going to go change," Reed said.

"If you don't mind, I'm going to stay," Sue said as she looked back.

Reed nodded, "No, I don't mind. I'll bring you some clothes."

He kissed Sue's cheek as he let her go. He walked around the bed and through the open doorway.

"REED!"

The voice bellowed throughout the hallway. Reed winced at the sound. He turned to look at Sue.

"I'll be back," he said as he stepped into the hallway.

He walked through the short hallway and around the corner to see Ben crouching over the small puddle of blood. Ben looked up and his eyes widened.

"Reed, are you-"

Reed brought his hands up and cut him off.

"I'm fine. It's not mine," Reed assured him.

Ben sighed with relief as he stood up. His head whipped back up with alarm.

"Sue?"

"It's not hers either," Reed said.

"If it's not hers or yours…then whose is it? I know Tinkerbell ain't here." Ben asked.

Reed sighed, "If you give me a second to change, I'll take you back."

Ben followed Reed to his room and waited. Reed came back out clean and with a change of clothes for Sue.

"Reed, what's going on?" Ben asked.

"We got a call from Jimmy about a young woman demanding our floor number. Sue and I walked out there and she came out of the elevator, she passed out just as I caught her," Reed explained as he led the way.

"Why did she pass out?"

"Somebody stabbed her," Reed said as he stopped in the entry way.

"Stabbed?" Ben asked.

Reed nodded and walked into the room. Sue looked up and took her clothes from Reed. He stood beside the bed and looked at the machine he had the girl hooked up to.

"Reed," Ben whispered.

Reed looked at Ben. Ben stared down at the girl's face.

"That's her. The girl from yesterday," Ben said,

Reed looked down in surprise at the pale, red-haired girl.