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McKensie and Lara
Mark was in the room with her trying to comfort her, he stroke her hair hating to see like this. He looked up at the doctor "is there anything you can do?"James sat down feeling crushed, this was his fault...
Damon chuckled "I don't see the difference kid!" He took a bite and nodded "good modern invention...we would roast quail and honey..."
The doctor sighed. "We can try to stop it. But I can't make any promises. I'm sorry." he said, walking back over to London. "I'm afraid you'll all have to wait outside while we work."Dem smiled, and then tipped his head to the side. "Quail? That's gross...."
Mark shook his head "no, I'm staying. I won't be in the way but I'm staying to comfort her..." He gave a look that dared anyone to argue with him.Damon chuckled and bumped him "don't knock it till you tried it! It was a delicacy!" He looked over at the lake "were going rafting tomorrow."
The doctor shrugged and nodded, telling the nurses what to do to get ready. London turned her head to look at Mark, scared. "Am I dying?" She asked.
Dem shrugged. "sure. Sure. I hope I never have to try it. No offence." He said, smiling. Then he grinned. "Fun! Are there any rapids nearby?"
Mark caressed her face and kissed her head "shh it'll be ok...just look at me." He took her hand with both of his and stayed close trying not to watch what they were doing with her.James looked at his dad "it's my fault...I want to donate my blood to help her."
Damon smirked "oh yeah, might be too intense for you!" He teased and put a hotdog in the fire and smoked it.
London nodded, keeping her eyes on him as the doctors poked at her. "Don't leave me." She whispered, afraid. Torch raised his head from his hands and looked at him. "What?" he asked. "James... are you sure?"
Dem glared. "Haha. Sure." He said, shaking his head. "I can take it." He said, scorching a hotdog for himself and eating it thoughtfully as the stars came out.
Mark shook his head "I'm not going anywhere...I won't let you die." He promised and watched the doctors "are you feeling any pain?..."James nodded "yeah, I'm sure. I'd be the best match...I'm not letting my niece or nephew die...but even more I can't lose my best friend."
Damon smirked "have any ghost stories to scare your old man?"
London nodded. "A little. But it's ok." She assured, trying to be brave. She had no idea what was happening to her.Torch sighed and nodded sadly, motioning over a nurse "My son, London's twin, wants to donate blood to help her."
The nurse looked at them both sympathetically. "I'm afraid that wont help anything. Taking that much blood could have serious effects on you." She told James.
Dem grinned. "I can try..." He said, and started to weave a tail of dark nights and wailing spirits.
James shook his head "I really don't care, two lives for one...it's not even a question, I heal quick." He looked at his dad "I'm above parent consent...it's my choice."Damon listened, the way his son told stories was amazing. So he reacted the way he was supposed to.
Torch grimaced, but knew he was right. Dead things don't heal... He thought softly to himself. "I don't know how I'm supposed to explain this to your mother..."The nurse nodded. "Come with me then." She said, motioning him into another room. She inserted the needle and started to draw the required amount of blood.
Dem finished the tale and grinned. "You ok pop? Kinda looking a little pale there..."
James laid on the bed and sighed looking over at Torch "don't tell London..." He said seriously and shut his eyes. "Moms going to kill you if you don't report back..."Mark sighed and kissed her cheek "just stay with me..." He said softly actually scared of it.
Damon laughed "just to make your day son, you just described our second cousins." he teased
Torch nodded, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand. "I'm proud of you." He said softly, giving him a weak smile. London nodded, trying so very hard to. But her body was getting weaker. "I'm so tired Mark." She said softly.
Dem paled a little then. "What?" He asked, shocked. "So they exist?"
James shook his head "not about...me..." He whispered feeling weaker, he looked at the nurse "anyway to get it out faster...she needs it..." He sighed and closed his eyes. Mark shook his head and looked at the doctor "what's happening?..."
Damon chuckled and shrugged "kid your a nightmare causing demon."
The nurse nodded. "But it wont be good for you. I'm sorry." she said, working quicker. Finally, she had acquired enough of his blood, and she left quickly with an apologetic glance at Torch who was just sort of standing there, a little stunned. "James?" he asked hesitantly, only daring to hope that he would be alive.The doctor shook his head, "I'm sorry. She's lost too much blood..." he said softly.
And that was all London heard as she passed out, just as the nurse ran in with the blood bags.
Dem laughed softly and shrugged. "Even monsters forget they're scary sometimes..."
James barely stirred as he heard his name far away in the distance. He felt so heavy like he was filled with lead. His tanned complexion was gone and he had a pasty white one.Mark felt his heart sink and he hit his head against the headboard until he saw the nurse with all the blood "will this save her?"
Damon nodded "very deep Dem...how's Lukas? Tamer now with Anne?"
Torch lay his hand on his arm, searching for his condition. He sighed, pulling away again, not liking what he saw. He was not strng enough to heal Iames at this point. They would just both end up dying. "Im so sorry...." he whispered, kneeling by him..The nurse nodded, hooking two transfusions up to London at once. "It should." She said hopefully.
A few minutes and all the bloodbags later, London's eyes fluttered open. "Mark?" She murmured.
Dem laughed. "Hardly. More like.... distracted." He said honestly, smiling a little. "They are quite the pair." Two loons wailed across the lake and Dem paused, listening to them.
James slowly moved a finger to show that he acknowledged that he was listening and still there. He wished he could see Emily...she probably hated him now but she did hold his heart.Mark sighed in relief and kissed her "hi honey...welcome back..." He looked at the doctors "is the baby?..."
Damon smiled loving that haunting sound "I had a collection of feathers...I never could find a loon..."
Torch sighed in relief. "Hang in there. Stay with us. Ok?" He asked, .ore like begged. After all the trauma, he would hate to lose James like that.The doctors smiled. "The baby is just fine. Made a miraculous recovery there..."
London smiled weakly at him, her eyes peeling open. "Is everything ok now?"
Dem smiled. "Cool! Id love to see a real live loon sometime. Thing we'll spot one tomorrow?"
James felt so tired, it took everything he had to move his hand over his dad's. He needed to stay, but it was hard to not drift away. Mark swallowed tears in his eyes "don't scare me like that ever again..." He looked at the doctor "so are we just going to keep an eye on the baby or what?..."
Damon smiled "we'll keep an eye out alright?"
Torch smiled weakly, squeezing his hand. He begged in his mind for him to stay strong, and yet he could feel him getting weaker by the second.London smiled a little, holding his hand. "Im sorry. I wont. I promise." She said seriously.
The doctor nodded. "Pretty much. But no stressful situations from here on out. No amusement parks, scary movies.... you get the drill."
Dem nodded, yawning and stretching. "I suppose we should get some shut eye... big day tomorrow." He said, standing.
((G2g. Bye!))
Mae came in and gasped running to her son "James no! What happened?" She held onto his other hand and looked at Torch "is he?..."Mark nodded and pecked her cheek "bed rest till the delivery, not taking any chances!" He just felt so grateful that his girl and baby was alright. He pulled out a ring and put it on her finger "marry me..."
Damon nodded and stood dousing the fire "you can sleep in kid, I'll have breakfast ready for you."
Torch looked at their boy and sighed softly. "He gave his blood to save London." He shook his head. "He's not dead yet Mae, but we better say our goodbyes. " he whispered softly, looking down.London grumbled. "Bed rest for three months!?" She exclaimed. When he pulled out a ring, London gasped and her eyes flooded with tears. "Of course!" She squeaked, hugging him tight. She pulled back and looked at the ring. "Oh its so gorgeous! I have to show everyone! Where are Mom and Dad and James?" She asked Mark.
Dem smiled, walking tiredly to the tent. "Thanks a bunch." He said, unzipping the tent flap and bending to get inside. He crawled into his sleeping bag abd almost immediately fell asleep.
Mae felt the tears come almost immediately "why can't they do something?! He's just a boy..." She fell into Torch sobbing clutching onto his shirt, why have another baby when she was losing her son.Mark shrugged lightly and kissed her again "in the waiting room I'm pretty sure...I don't know I've been with you." He nuzzled her and sighed feeling emotionally exhausted.
Damon cleaned up the camp and hoisted the food so it couldn't be disturbed. He made sure the truck was locked after quietly bringing in the rest of the stuff and falling asleep in his sleeping bag.
Torch huggeed her to his chest, kissing her hair. He sighed and nuzzled his face against her to hide his own tears.London nodded, patting the spot beside her on the bed. "Come rest with me." She urged. She called a nurse and asked if he could fetch her parents and family. She wanted to see them.
Dem slept well throughout the night, and when he woke again, the sun was shining brightly through the tent windows.
The nurse hesitated slightly but nodded going into the boy's room "your daughter requests for you to come in..."Mae shook her head "you go in Torch..." She'd never forgive herself if she left and he had died alone. She squeezed her son's hand lightly not feeling like saying goodbye yet.
Damon was cooking eggs and bacon on the fire, he was squeezing fresh orange juice as Dem walked out of the tent "morning kiddo!"
Torch nodded and got up, wiping his eyes and going into London's room. "Hey darling, you ok?"London frowned, immediately seeing that her father had been crying. "Wheres mom and James?" She asked softly.
Torch clenched his teeth but just shook his head.
London paled two shades. "Where is James!?" She cried.
Torch looked to her. "He... he donated the blood that saved you London...."
London froze, coughing on unspoken words. Her heart shattered. "WHAT!?" she screamed, scrambling to try and get out of bed and go see him. She was on the verge of starting to bleed all over again.
Dem grinned, trying to comb his hair with his fingers. "Morning! That smells amazing..." he said, coming over eagerly to see the food.
Mark had to nearly pin her down and restrain her from getting up and ruining the work the doctors had completed "London! Stop! It will all be a waste if you start bleeding again, James wouldn't want that!" He nearly shouted so she would listen and got the nurse to give her calming medicine to sedate her.Damon chuckled at his attempt to fix his hair "we are in the wilderness boy, no one to impress here." He teased and handed him a tinfoil pan for a plate "I hope it tastes alright, it's your mom that is the cook not me."
London didnt listen to him. She didnt care. In her mind, if she could get to James and heal him, everything would be ok. She only stopped struggling when the sedate entered her bloodstream and she passed out. The doctors put restraints on her wrists and ankles to keep her from struggling again. Even in her sleep, London was crying.Dem smiled sheepishly and left his hair alone, taking the foil plate. "It smells good enough..." he commented, taking a bite. "And it tastes amazing!"
Mark was crushed, he hated seeing her upset and he was going to lost his best friend. He stroke her dark hair lightly and looked at Torch "he's really...is there any chance?..."Damon chuckled "I'm glad! Don't tell your mom or I'll be on breakfast duty for the rest of my life!" He teased and handed him a cup of orange juice "how'd you sleep?"
Torch looked rather lost himself. All of this... with his family... it was too much. "there's always a chance.... but the doctors and I cant do anything. So it doesnt look hopeful...." he said softly.Dem ate thw food eagerly, smiling. He drank the juice and sighed. "One of the best in a while. For once im not stressed about anything..." he said honestly.
Mark sighed "if it wouldn't hurt her, I'd let her see him...try and heal him. But I can't risk her getting another hemorrhage and she doesn't care..." He swallowed and shook his head "you can go back to him...I'll watch her."Damon smiled "that's great! Stress is so damaging to your body, sadly you get that from me. I was always stressed, taking everything personally and it never ended up well..."
Torch nodded, understanding. "Thank you. And I am sorry..." He left quietly and went back to Mae and James. He stood in the doorway. "How is he doing?" he asked softly. London stirred, groaning. Her head was pounding from the effects of the sedative. At first the excitement of the engagement hit her, and then she remembered why Torch had come in. The light left her then, her eyes dulling. She wasn't complete without James, being twins, their souls were too closely linked for them to be separated. London just stared at the ceiling, sort of limp.
Dem chuckled, shaking his head. "Wonderful thing to inherit, thanks Dad." he joked, cleaning off his plate. "Ready to head out?"
Mae actually had a smile on her face, James was conscious weak but alive and his eyes slightly open "he woke up just a few minutes after you left..." She blinked hearing a text in James' phone and opened it, it was from Emily.Mark swallowed and kissed her cheek "your dad said there is still a chance London...don't give up please..." He paused getting an idea. He unlocked the breaks of her bed "you can't get up but that doesn't mean I can't push you there myself."
Damon shook his head "not till you get in your swim trunks buddy, I have to inflate the raft."
Torch sighed in relief. "Thank goodness. Man James. You scared us..." He shook his head. The text read 'James. I'm sorry. Can we talk?'
London didn't move, she didn't respond either. Her eyes slowly closed again. Her heart was hurting too much. And to escape the pain, she was trying to retreat into herself. She didn't want to see James's lifeless body.
Dem nodded, cleaning up their plates and stashing them away again. "Sure thing." He agreed, going back into the tent to get changed.
James weakly smiled but that was as much as he could do, he closed his eyes resting but his coloring was slowly coming back.Mark knocked on the side of the door with London's bed. He saw the happy looks on their faces and was confused "what's going on?"
Mae sighed and texted back since the poor girl would be worried sick 'this is his mother, he's in a special hospital and can't respond right now.'
Damon got out the raft and blew air into it, his strong lungs gave out big puffs so he didn't have to hand pump it.
Torch smiled at Mark. "Looks like he's going to live." he explained, stepping aside so he could see James. He frowned then, noticing his daughter. "She doesn't look too good though..." He whispered. 'What!?' Emily texted back immediately, her heart pounding in fear. What if she drove him away, and now it was too late? 'Is he ok?'
Dem finished changing and walked out again, having gotten two towels for them. " The raft looks great. Where are the paddles?"
Mark gently nudged her and undid the restraints "London...James is going to live love...look he's just sleeping..."Mae sighed and looked at Torch "can we get him to a regular hospital, girlfriend is freaking out."
James heard Mark and slowly opened his eyes and put his hand on hers carefully, both of their hands taped with IVs.
Damon motioned to the back of the truck while he was still blowing it up. He capped it and took a deep breath "whew alright, let's get out of here!"
London turned her head when she felt James's hand. Her eyes flooded with tears and she started sobbing. She pulled herself closer and rested her head beside him, clinging to his hand. Torch laughed and nodded. "Sure thing." he agreed, finding transport for all of them and their beds up to a human hospital in their neighborhood.
Dem grabbed the paddles from the back of the truck. "Ok. Let's head out!" He agreed, carrying the paddles and helping lift the raft.
Mae texted Emily the hospital room number so that she could come and visit him. It would make them both happy and relieved. James just rested still not up to pat but not in the danger zone. He held London as she cried on him, he hated that he made his sister cry...again.
Damon tied it down and hopped into the truck driving to the mouth of the river. "Unload everything but don't let the raft float away, I have to get the truck to the ending point so we don't have to walk back."
Emily showed up as fast as she could, running in. She gasped, seeing them both. "Oh my gosh... what happened!?"London looked over miserably, not really wanting to see Emily right now. She looked back and just hugged James. "Don't you ever die on me again? ok?" She said seriously to him.
Dem nodded and unloaded the raft and paddles. He carried them to the river side, but made sure the raft was enough on shore that it wouldn't drift away.
James nodded but motioned for Mark to take her to her own room, he wanted time with his Emily alone. They had a lot of talking to do.Mark helped her into the wheelchair and chuckled at her looks of disdain "put your claws back in, you can spend all after visiting hours with him."
Damon flew back and grinned putting in the life jacket and throwing one to Dem "you know how to row right?"
Emily ran over to James's bed, taking his hand. "James... are you alright?" She asked, worried. "What happened here? What on earth is going on?" She asked him, sitting by his bed. London folded her arms, looking glum. "he died on me! I'm his sister!" She protested, but she knew he was right. "Thanks for sticking by me..." She said softly, looking up at him.
Dem slipped on the jacket and smiled. "I think I do... I am a quick learner." He said, hopping in the raft.
James held her hand and brought it to her lips "I...I'm not human Em, I never wanted you to know but I can't bear to have our relationship built on lies...I and the rest of my family are demons." He said weakly, talking that much exhausted him but he wanted to stay awake.Mark helped her carefully into the bed and checked to see if there was any bleeding "still doing fine..." He kissed her lovingly "this is the only place I want to be..." He rubbed her stomach "tough little tyke."
Damon showed him how to hold it and push it through the water "I'll let you know when you need to row faster so we can get out of the rapids."
Emily nodded, looking over him. He still looked normal... but his sister sure hadn't last night... However, if he was evil, or wanted to harm her, he would have done so already. She bit her lip and nodded. "Its ok... its just something I'll have to get used to."London smiled, hugging him. "Yup. We've got a strong child. I don't think they got that from me." She sighed.
Dem watched, committing the patterns for stroking to memory. Then he worked on it, paddling a bit to try it out, before putting a little more muscle into it. "Alright. Just let me know." He agreed, watching the stretch of river in front of them.
James smiled feeling so much relief and kissed her cheek "Id never hurt you...and I'll still take you on that flight when I get more strength..." He promised and sighed in pain. Mark shook his head and kissed her "not so...you are the strongest beautiful person I know." He kissed her stomach "I hope it's a girl!"
Damon grinned "you are doing great, amazingly strong strokes. We won't have any trouble."
Emily smiled, laying down on the bed beside him. She lay her head on his chest and sighed. "please get better soon. I was worried sick."London sighed. "I wish I thought the same." She mumbled. She pushed that thought away though and smiled. "A girl would be nice." She agreed. "But boys are sweet too." She kissed his cheek.
Dem smiled, proud of himself. "Thanks. When do the rapids come?" He asked, peering into the distance.
James leaned down and kissed her he stroke her back and nuzzled her "I'm sorry I scared you...I gave my blood to save London, she's having pregnancy problems..."Mark nodded and kissed her lips "rest...the doctors aren't going to be poking at you for awhile take advantage of that and sleep..." He pulled out a fluffy teddy he had bought and smiled "teddy will protect you."
Damon chuckled "it's a calm trip for awhile, we can look for loons."
Emily's eyes widened. "Pregnant?" She exclaimed. "I didn't know she was pregnant... is she alright?" she asked. London smiled, tucking the bear under her arm. "Thank you." She said, snuggling against her as she took his advice and allowed her eyes to slowly close. She really didn't want the doctors to poke her again, but she also wanted to live...
Dem nodded, grinning as he scanned the lake. "Let me know if you see one!"
James sighed "I found out the night you guys met...she was bleeding internally. She's fine, and the baby is fine she's just on bed rest..." Mark kissed her neck and stroke her hair "I'll keep them away as long as possible ok?..."
Damon chuckled and shook his head "someone has to steer the boat Dem!"
Dem laughed. "Sort of..." He picked up chocolate, a marshmallow, and two gram crackers. He roasted the marshmallow and them made a sandwich of them all. "This, is a smore." He said, smiling.