Finder's Keepers | By : K8BNimble Category: 1 through F > Dark Angel Views: 1578 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Logan looked around but no one seemed to take notice of him. He grabbed the chart of the bed and stood behind the curtain out of range of the window. No one would see him unless they walked into the room.
Logan sighed a breath of relief when he realized Alec had no broken bones or apparent internal injuries. He was loaded with cuts, contusions, bruises. The only concern was a head injury. A CT had been ordered but no one had picked him yet. The folder had noted a sizable swelling ‘the size of a small golf ball’ on the back of his head. The notes after that explained why he wasn’t being monitored more closely:
“Patient woke briefly. Did not remember his name but seemed otherwise coherent. Pupils contracted and dilated normally. Seemed agitated about being in the hospital so administered light sedative until Dr. Mason arrives. Dr. Sheldon ordered full blood work as patient’s temperature is elevated.”
Dr. Mason was a local neurologist and would be the best physician to review Alec’s head injury. Logan frowned when he saw that several vials of blood had been drawn and sent to the lab already.
He picked up his phone and texted Sam. “Bloodwork@Lab. CDC may be on way. Can U get?”
A moment later his phone beeped. “Here now. Will try 2 retrieve.”
Logan wondered what he would do without Sam Carr.
“Who’s there?” a soft voice asked from the bed.
“Hey, Alec. It’s just me.” Logan approached the bed careful to keep the curtain behind him.
Dazed hazel-green eyes looked warily up at him. “Who?” He squinted against the light.
“Wow, Alec. You really did hit your head, didn’t you? It’s Logan.”
“Logan?”
“Yes – the nerdy do-gooder you live to insult, remember?” Logan chuckled as he bent closely over his face. Logan thought he seemed a little dazed but generally alert.
“Your eyes…look familiar,” Alec said haltingly smacking his lips together as if trying to get them coordinated.
“Yeah – I get that a lot,” Logan said. “Come on.” Alec took a deep breath as Logan reached down to help him sit up. He hesitated and looked oddly at Logan. “Maxie?” he whispered.
“Um – sorry – Max isn’t here. You’re stuck with me.” Logan grinned reassuringly. “How are you feeling?”
“Hmmn…where am I?”
“Harborview.”
“Feels like I was hit by a bus.”
“Close – a truck,” Logan answered. “You don’t seem to have too many injuries. Must be all the X-5 juice in your veins,” Logan said. “Little concerned about that bump on your head, though.”
“X-5? How did you…” Alec blinked, clearly confused. “Hospital?” Logan swore he heard a slight growl.
“We have to get out of here, Alec.” Logan continued without hearing the other man talk. “They’ve taken blood samples and if they realize they have another Linda Eastman on their hands, we are screwed.”
Alec attempted to sit up. Logan wrapped his arm around his shoulder in support.
The man turned his head into Logan’s shoulder and breathed in again. He shivered and looked up at Logan again with a pained expression.
“Sorry I’m not exactly wintery fresh, Alec.” Logan snorted in irritation. “Sort of in a hurry to save your ass.” Only Alec would even notice something like that when he’s been that injured. Logan had a random thought wondering if Transgenics had fewer pain receptors in their noses since their sense of smell was so much stronger – like dogs. Further back his brain reminded him that Alec had feline not canine DNA so maybe not. Still, it was sort of insulting. He didn’t think he smelled that bad.
“Maxie!” Alec whispered urgently and it occurred to Logan that’s what the problem was. He had Max’s smell on him and an X-5’s enhanced sense of smell would clearly be able to differentiate Logan’s and Max’s smell. And Logan was wearing the shirt she slept in the night before.
Needing to get Alec to move he nodded. “Yes, Max was with me this morning as usual. Sorry – she couldn’t come herself. She’s out of town, remember? Like we need to be: get out of here, now.”
Just then a nurse walked in with a small cart.
Logan’s heart sank. The window to get out of here cleanly had just slammed shut.
“Sir, what are you doing?”
Logan began patting Alec on the back. Logan noted that Alec seemed pale and nervous as he stared at the nurse. Small beads of sweat were starting to form. His breathing was a tad shallow.
“Sorry. I heard him choking on the way past and came in to help him sit up. Are you okay, mister?” Logan asked Alec before pushing him to lay back down. Alec struggled against him. “No – no hospitals,” he grunted.
“I can take care of him, sir,” the nurse said. She was a petite woman, mid-thirties with a no nonsense look about her. She wore the standard nurse’s uniform which was neatly tucked and pinned as much as her hair was underneath its cap. She wore no make-up but she had on simple gold earrings and gold chain that had a pendant which disappeared under the top of her uniform . “They’ll be coming to take you down for your CT shortly.”
“No!” He looked at Logan pleadingly. “Get me out of here.”
The nurse tsked under her breath. “You need to have your head injury looked at. I have a shot that will relax you a bit if you’re nervous.” She picked up a long needle.
“No Shots!” Alec practically shrieked as he pushed his way back to full sitting status pushing Logan off of him. His eyes were wide with fear. Logan didn’t blame Alec for not trusting any medical personnel given his history. Still, his reaction seemed a little overdramatic.
“Don’t wanna be here,” Alec muttered. “Maxie,” he looked again to Logan as if begging for help. “Get me Maxie.”
Logan frowned. Alec was either acting up on purpose for some reason or he really did need his head examined. He gently tried to push Alec back down and smiled to try to reassure him.
“Sir, you need to relax to get better,” He said loud enough for her to hear and then whispered, “Alec, play along – you’re causing too much of a scene.” He was almost breathing directly in Alec’s face and the green eyes widened more.
As he was distracted, the nurse slipped the needle into the line and quickly administered its contents.
Logan noted Alec’s face becoming flush and his face contorted as if in pain. Alec’s eyes dilated quickly. Logan could barely see the usual green as his pupils were blown out.
“What was in that?” Logan looked up and asked the nurse, concerned about the unusual reaction.
“A mild sedative. We use it for conscious sedation.” Logan thought it was overkill but she continued on, “ It should take the edge off.” She turned away to put her things back. “You really need to leave sir. I have this under control.” She was clearly dismissing the ‘good Samaritan.’
“NOOOO!” Alec sat up screaming. He was panting heavily and Logan noted he was now sweating profusely and was red in the face. Clearly something was not under control.
“Nurse, I think something…” Logan started to say but was stunned when Alec grabbed Logan’s right arm in a painful grip and yanked him forward. Logan stumbled onto the bed. He was lying awkwardly on his right side, arm trapped under him.
He rolled to his back but Alec had quickly shifted positions and was kneeling on the bed, one knee pressed into Logan’s ribs holding him in place. He used his free hand to yank the monitor cables off his chest and head.
The nurse spun around to stop him. He knocked her across the room and slid off the bed on the same side where Logan’s legs were scrambling for purchase on the floor.
Alec ripped the IV line out leaving a small trail of blood.
Logan tried to stand now that Alec wasn’t pressing against him but just as he pushed up to stand, Alec pushed him back down. His legs still dangled off the side of the bed. It arched Logan’s back in an awkward position and pressed the exoskeleton uncomfortably into his tailbone. At that moment, Logan wished the last transfusion had stopped working as he wouldn’t feel any pain, but now he did. There was a sharp brutal stabbing from where exoskeleton and bone competed to be in the same space.
In Logan’s peripheral vision, he saw the nurse had gotten back on her feet and was calling for Security. He had to get them out of there before all Hell broke loose.
“Maxie!” Alec bent over him and grabbed Logan’s jaw painfully and pulled him up to a forty degree angle. Alec looked as if he was sniffing the air around Logan’s face. Logan grabbed the rail at the end of the bed to give himself some leverage, but his other arm had nothing to grab onto except Alec. Instead, he used that arm to push against Alec’s shoulder, but the man grabbed it with his other hand and shoved Logan’s arm behind his back, forcing Logan’s hips to arch higher. He felt Alec’s groin pressing against his.
“Alec…stop…what are…” Logan hissed in pain. “Let me go.”
Alec smiled. A deadly, feral grin that Logan had never seen before. They were just inches apart and Logan felt the sweat drip onto his face from Alec.
Alec took another deep breath right at Logan’s mouth. “I don’t think so,” and pulled him up into a kiss – or rather a feeding frenzy. Logan felt Alec’s tongue pushing its way in and licking inside his mouth. The fingers were bruising his face and Logan didn’t know what to think. He couldn’t breathe either. His vision was starting to get a bit fuzzy.
The nurse was trying to separate them for all the good it did. She must have weighed 100 pounds soaking wet. Her dark blond hair was coming out of its bun.
“Stop it! Now! Stop!” Her voice had gone up several octaves.
Logan was trying to pull away but Alec was extraordinarily strong and held him as he mapped out Logan’s mouth. Logan didn’t want to – but he had to stop Alec. He had tried to get his legs between them. The strength of the exoskeleton might be enough if he kicked him in the gut, the inflexibility of the unit prevented him from getting his legs where they needed to be.
Instead, in desperation, Logan bit Alec’s tongue. Not too hard – he didn’t want to injure him but hard enough get him to stop whatever the insanity was that had overtaken him.
Alec growled instead as he pulled back. A slight trace of blood outlining his teeth. Then he laughed. That scared Logan even more.
Alec pulled Logan off the bed and onto the floor before straddling him. He captured both of Logan’s arms and pressed them to the floor above Logan’s head and held them with one hand. Trapped into position, Alec began smelling, biting and licking Logan’s neck. Logan bucked up to push Alec off of him. Damn – the man was strong.
“Stop!” The nurse waded back into the fray apparently to impatient to wait for Security seeing the imminent danger Logan was in as Alec ripped his shirt down the center.
Logan looked up at nurse who watched in horror as Alec bit Logan’s nipple hard enough to draw blood. Logan grimaced against the pain and the subsequent feeling of Alec sucking on it.
Alec looked up at Logan with an odd expression that Logan couldn’t interpret.
The nurse tried to get between them and pull them apart. Alec glanced over at her, a vicious gleam in his eye and slight grim to his face. Logan knew there was something seriously wrong.
“Alec…” Logan implored, sensing something terrible was about to happen.
The man stared at the pendant that had slipped out from beneath her uniform. Alec gazed at it thoughtfully.
“Are you a believer?” he asked her, remnants of Logan’s blood still outlining his lips and teeth. He licked at the blood. Logan heard a low purr as he turned from her and looked back at Logan as if studying him. The nurse tried to shuffle back apparently very aware of the danger she was in but the movement caught Alec’s attention.
Logan tried again, “Alec, please don’t do...”
Without looking back at Logan, he released Logan’s hands and grabbed his hair instead, slamming Logan’s head into the floor. Logan’s head felt like it exploded. He thought he heard, “Not Alec…” and a woman’s scream cut short before he blacked out.
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