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Alright Guys, I am not back per say but I am finally updating this story. When I my computer broke I lost all my files on this story and my other story and I still technically do not have my own computer yet. But I have finally have been given use to one. So here is an update and for those of you that follow my other story. Give another few days and should have an update for that one as well any way I hope those you who have waiting enjoy this. Also be gentle this a rewrite of what I originally had planned and it has been a while lol.

The Lost Duck

Chapter 2: A Duck's Remorse

Fulton's P.O.V

I ran from the locker room back to the JV's dorm faster than I have ever run before. And all I could think of is this was all my and the rest of the duck's fault's. Adam was hurt and if we hadn't pushed him away and labeled him a traitor or if I had talk to him like I wanted to he wouldn't be hurting right now. I'm not stupid I know what I saw in the locker room wasn't a one time thing; it couldn't be the varsity had probably doing this to Adam from day one and we were just too oblivious and selfish to notice. Looking back I could see the signs but I couldn't dwell on that I had to get Adam and Jesse dry clothes and a first aid kit.

As I ran into the dorm's Charlie and some the other ducks called out to me want to know how the traitor was but I ignored them and ran to the only public bathroom and grabbed the first aid under the sink. I turn to leave the bathroom and jump because standing behind me is Guy.

"Guy, will you move please?" I ask panicked and out breath.

"Fulton, what is going on? You look really freaked out," Guy asks

"I will tell you later, Guy, but I have to go," I say to him as he lets me slip halfway out the door but only to stop me again.

"Fulton, seriously what is going on and what is with the first aid kit?" Guys ask me again.

"If you really want to know help me grab sets two sets of clothes and come with me back to the locker rooms," I say this as I run down to my and Guy's room; Guy following in my wake I grab one set of clothes from my dresser and Guy grabs a set from his. We run out of the building quickly, Guy asks questions as we run towards the rink and locker rooms but my heart is pounding so hard that all his questions seem to blend together in a roaring ocean affect to my ears. As we entered the varsity team's locker room to find Adam wrapped in a towel while Jesse is trying to get Adam to speak to him but seems to be having no luck.

"Jesse, I have the first aid kit and a change of clothes for the both of you," I say in a rush as Guy and I come to a screeching halt in next to the pair. Jessie glaces up at me and I see a frighten panic in his eyes which he quickly schools in to indifference. "Guy," he acknowledges first, "Thanks Fulton, I forgot to ask about clothes for me. Help me take care of Bankies and then I will change too. I don't want to stick around to much longer in case one of those psychos come back."

"Guys, what is going on? Why is Adam completely catatonic and what is this about psychos?" Guy quickly fires these questions at the two of us.

"Guy, I understand you are confused right now but help us clean up Adam and get him out of here and we will explain. Okay?" I ask and tell our confused teammate.

"Fine,"he breathes out and I turn back to Jesse and say, "How about I deal with his back while you and Guy keep him calm? I know he is kind of out of it now but I doubt he is going to stay that way once I get started."

"Sound like a plan," Jesse says and I turn my attention back to Adam and look at him. Adam is staring off into space and it looks like he is not really seeing what is front him. He is thinner than I really remember, too thin. I am dreading harming my friend who is already hurt but his wounds need to be dealt with and with my first aid training I really am the best one to deal with his injuries. So I take a deep breath and gently turn Bankies head so he is looking and say "Adam, I know you are pain but I am going to my best to help you. I know at the moment you probably don't trust me and that is okay but I am going to help you." Adam eyes come back into focus but doesn't acknowledge that he heard a word I said. I sigh and turn to the others, "Alright, let's get started."

Guy's P.O.V

I ran to ice rink with Fulton. I asked him a bunch of question but he did not answer them. His face told me he was too worried about what we are running to answer and that made me worry about Jesse and Adam. I have been worried about Adam for a while now. He has looked thinner the last few times I have seen him and there has been an air of hopelessness around him that concerns me but every time I tried to talk to him one of the other Ducks would make a rude comment about him being a traitor or varsity would close around him.

These thoughts tumble through my head as we enter the locker room. But the site before me shocked me. Banks was wrapped in a towel and was in a catatonic state and Jessie in a panic. I ask a few questions at first and then just watch the interactions between Fulton and Jessie and then again between Adam and Fulton. I came to the conclusion that Adam was hurt but I couldn't have seen how bad until Jessie and Fulton took the towel off of Adam's back and moved it his front. Adam's back was a mess of deep cuts and bruises it was horrifying to look at but not as bad as I realized that someone had to have had to do that to my poor friend. It takes all I have not to demand answers about who did this. I come out of these thoughts when I hear pain filled whimpers. I realized that Fulton had gotten started on Adam's back and Jesse was back crouched in front of Adam trying to keep our poor friend calm as Fulton treated his wounds.

I crouch next to Jesse and get Adam's attention. "Hey, buddy I know it hurts right now but you will feel alot better once he is finished and then we will get you into some nice dry clothes and then a nice comfy bed where you can get some rest and we three will deal with everything else alright." Adam eyes just feel with tears that he is attempting to hold in and disbelief is etched into his face. "Oh, buddy you don't have to hold those tears back, if you need to cry then cry none of us will judge you. You are hurt, scared and up until this point you have been very alone but now you are not and we are all going to help you."

Jesse and Fulton add there agreements to what I said and that seems to break inside of Adam because he breaks into raging sobs and I want to hug him but can at the moment so settle with holding onto arms which he grabs back almost desperately as if he is afraid I will disappear. I turn my head slightly as I feel Jessie begin to shiver next to me and that is the first time I really notice Jessie wet appearance. "Jesse, I got Adam at the moment why don't you go change into the set of clothes Fulton brought for you and gather up the rest of Adam's stuff," I say quietly to him. At first, I thought he was going to refuse but he nodded his head and went to do as I suggested and turn my attention so it was one hundred percent back on Adam whose sobs seemed to be tapering off. Soon the sobs begin to stop. "I'm sorry." I hear whispered so quietly that I almost missed it. I realized it came from Adam. Before I could reassure him Fulton beat me to the punch.

"Adam, you have nothing to be sorry for. If anything it us and the rest of the Duck's who need to be sorry not you. And the person who needs be the most sorry is Rick Reilly," the name elicits a fearful whimper from Adam, which I file away because it would be my guess from that response that he is the culprit behind Adam's injuries. Fulton stops speaking to gently calm Adam before continuing on "Neither Guy nor I have thought anything bad about you and both of us have been trying to talk to you since this horrible JV vs. Varsity mess got started. I am sorry that neither of us has been able to do that until now but I promise you Adam that Guy and I will do and everything in our power to protect you better from here on out. There I am all finished treating your wounds now how about Guy and I help you get you dressed and the four of us get out of this hellhole of a locker room."

Adam is staring at us at like he doesn't quite believe what Fulton just said but I do know that weather or not he believes it or not Fulton and I will protect him. "Okay," Adam whispers again and I move to help him stand as Fulton helps him into the boxers and sweats I brought. We sit our injured friend back on the bench Fulton helps Adam with his shirt as I help him with his socks. Before this year started Adam I wore the same size clothes now my clothes hang off him making him look younger than what he is.

"Okay, guys I think I have everything," Jesse voice startles me as I had forgotten he was there. "Oh good you guys got him dressed. Adam, are you ready get out of here buddy?"

"Yes, but…"Adam say very quietly almost embarrassed like as he lets his thoughts drop.

"But what Adam," Fulton asks.

"I, I can't feel my legs," Adam says as tears begin to form again in his eyes.

"Oh, Adam that is just fine buddy, I got you," Fulton tells are our friend and scoops him up into his arms. Adam wraps his arms around our large friend and burrows his head into Fultons chest. I glance at Jesse who looks at me with worry and we start out of the locker room. I just stop long enough to look back and wonder what could have happened to for my friend to be in such away and how we were going to fix the mess Adam has become.