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the voltage so high that the shock sent his body jerking from the table. That had been the
last time he laid his eyes on Blay. Surely, opening this door unannounced would not
bring forth those same images, but still, he was petrified to turn the knob.
Slowly, he pushed the door open. His heart fluttered and a chill ran down his spine as he
stepped inside. From across the room, eyes as blue as the ocean stared back at him. John
stood from where he sat next to the bed and glanced down at Blay then back to Qhuinn. I
was waiting until you got here. I knew you wouldn't want him to be in here by himself.
John signed.
Qhuinn backed up into the corner of the room, pressing his hands against the wall behind
him to stop them from shaking. His gaze never left from John.
You don't want to come closer?
Qhuinn nodded slightly and John quickly crossed the room, stopping in front of him. He
stood there for a moment before he brought his palms up to Qhuinn's shoulders. Qhuinn
focused on the flecks of navy in his eyes before he let his forehead fall against his chest,
breathing a trembling sigh. He felt weak in his friend's strong arms, without even enough
strength to hold himself upright. As they separated, Qhuinn blinked away the moisture
welling up in his eyes.
I'll give you some space. I'm here if you need me.
"Thanks," Qhuinn choked out.
You were there for me. It's the least I can do. He clapped him on the shoulder and made
his way out of the room.
He gradually slid down the wall until his ass planted on the floor, his knees in his chest.
He draped his forearms over his knees and hung his head. Still afraid to look up and see
Blay, he listened to him breathing instead. After counting a hundred slow, even breaths,
he lifted his head.
First, he watched his chest rise and fall, another reassurance that he was alive. Then he
saw the IV in his hand, the tube connected to a bag of fluid hanging on the wall behind
him. After that, he followed the wires coming out from under the hospital gown. All of
them connected to a monitor, the lines on the screen moving in sync with his heartbeat.
Thankfully the sound was off. He wouldn't be able to tolerate listening to that beeping
sound again. Lastly, he looked at his face. There were no tubes in his nose or mouth, and
his complexion was just as beautiful as always.
"Blay," he said. After a long pause, his mouth twitched into a half smile. "You remember
when we couldn't wait for our transitions?" He chuckled. "What the hell were we
thinking?"
"I remember the first time I saw you after you changed. You were so fucking hot, I could
hardly contain myself." He paused. "I've always wanted you. Did you know that? You've
always been the only one for me." He smiled and rested his head against the wall behind
him.
After a long stretch of silence, he lifted his head from the wall and focused back on Blay.
"You are going to wake up, right? Please& "
A soft knock on the door startled him before it opened. Doc Jane was all the way to the
bed before she noticed Qhuinn holed up in the corner. "Oh. Hi. How are you feeling?"
"How is he?" Qhuinn replied.
She turned her attention back to Blay. "His vitals are looking good, much better. The
surgery was rough, but he seems to be recovering at a good rate. He needs blood. I'm not
sure when he will wake up to feed, but Phury is coming over with Selena. We're going to
see if we can let her blood run down his throat. Any little bit will help."
"Phury will want me to leave. I don't want to leave," he argued.
She looked at him for a long moment, before adjusting some of the wires coming from
Blay's chest. She then walked over to the medicine cabinet and filled a syringe with a
liquid from one of the bottles, most likely a pain medication. Carefully, she lifted his
hand and administered the med through his IV. Afterwards, she looked back to Qhuinn.
"Why don't you come over here?" She waited, but Qhuinn kept his place on the floor.
"Well, okay. I'll be back when Selena arrives."
It wasn't until another quiet hour later that the door opened again. Phury immediately
looked down at him. The giant warrior towered over him, his mane of colorful hair
falling past his shoulders. He was followed in by Vishous, Doc Jane and The Chosen.
There was no doubt in his mind that V was there to help, just incase he lost his control on
Selena.
"What's doing?" V nodded.
Doc Jane held Blay's mouth open, as Selena used her fangs to break the skin on her wrist.
Phury stepped halfway in front of Qhuinn when she brought the wrist to Blay's mouth.
Qhuinn dropped his head and rolled his eyes. What the fuck? As if he would do anything
to jeopardize Blay's recovery. But whatever, he was willing to be treated like a child for
Blay's sake. Yes, anything for him.
After the feeding, everyone but V left the room. He crossed his arms and leaned against
the wall. "You were losing it. We couldn't work on him and worry about you at the same
time. So it was lights out for you."
"You saved his life. That's all I care about."
V's gaze went to Blay and Qhuinn's followed. "You told me not to let him die. I was
going to make damn sure that didn't happen," V concluded and rushed out before Qhuinn
could thank him.
Evidently, he was still feeling the effects of V's lights out approach. Qhuinn yawned,
curling up on his side and closed his eyes. Maybe when he woke up this nightmare would
be over.
Chapter 29
Blay barely opened his eyes. The light in the room, while very dull, sent a shock to his
pupils. After a few hard blinks, he was able to make the adjustment and open them all the
way. Where was he? He looked down at his body and then everything rushed back. He
had been shot. Judging from the hospital gown and wires coming from under it, he must
have survived. Qhuinn? Had Qhuinn been hurt? Grabbing onto the side of the bed, he
tried to pull himself up, but the wires stuck to his chest were not long enough. He reached
over to the monitor. With an attempt to shut the thing off, he hit a button that turned on
the sound. He listened to the rhythm of his heartbeat for a minute before he started
pulling the wires from his chest. The removal of the last one caused the monitor to flat
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