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[inquisitivehero]

Hank bursts into the Infirmary, Doors slamming wide as he pushes them in with a foot.

He is carrying Jack and moves towards a bed, not looking back to see if anyone is following, but hoping that someone, anyone who knows what the heck is going on is following.

He sets Jack on a bed and immediately moves to the monitor and begins throwing switches, activating instruments and sensors.

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[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

Jack's vaguely aware of being moved, of being placed on something and someone--a few someones--moving around him. Everything's fuzzy and indistinct, and even though he's in so much pain he doesn't want to move, he's starting to panic. Why is everything so foggy? What the hell is going on?

[agirllost]

Kim, Elaine and Nita follow Hank into the infirmary.

Kim tries not to wince at every step and it's taking all her willpower not to channel a few weaves of air so that the trip won't hurt her dad further. However, she's not in charge here.

When Hank places him on a nearby bed and begins to monitor him, she can't keep herself from reaching out and holding his good hand.

She doesn't try to speak out loud, not sure he'll hear her.

Dad, Nita and Elaine and Hank are just trying to help. You'll be in less pain soon.

A non-transmitted thought: 'I hope.'

[inquisitivehero]

Hank tuirns back around and nods as he sees Kim at Jack's side. the smells match and he nods.

"Are you his daughter? I need to know anything medical about him that you know, from old wounds to conditions to alergies. Anything at all that might affect what I give him and how I treat him. I will save him and we will help, him, but I need that information."

[agirllost]

She nods, "He has a heart condition, old gunshot and stab wounds...previous concussions," she takes a breath and looks up at the doctor. "He's in a lot of pain but you can't give him any opiates. He has a history of addiction."

She glances away, but not at Elaine or Nita.

[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

Elaine twists a trailing sleeve in her hands nervously as she looks from Jack up to Kim and then to Hank.

"I can help with the pain and some of the wounds...but I need to see where they are first. I have...some magic. I am not confident enough to attempt broken bones but the rest, I can help with."

She just wants her friend out of pain.

[inquisitivehero]

Hank nods.

"Understood. Can you start with the face, Elaine? Those wounds are visible and the less pressure and damage there, the more accurate his eyes will be and I can get an idea about... trauma. Kim, would you be willing to help by cutting through some of these clothes with this? We need to get to his skin and get to the wounds themselves. We'll preserve his dignity as much as we can but I want to get this going as quickly as possible. Nita, I know you would rather use your healing magic here, but Jack has expressed his wishes otherwise, would you be willing to use this salve and folow Kim's path? This will kill infections and make Elaine's and my job easier as we get to each cut."

He hands Nita a large tube of salve and Kim a pair of extremely sharp fabric-leather scissors.

"Be carefuly with those please. They are very sharp."

[nita_callahan]

"Yeah."

She takes the salve, opening it, and moves up beside Kim. The full extent of Jack's injuries are starting to become apparent, and she's a little pale, but determined.

[agirllost]

Kim's trying to cut as gently as possible, but she's never done this before and she's feeling sick as she sees what's happened to him.

"He's been tortured," she whispers, fighting back tears. It's the only thing she knows that would cause these types of wounds and injuries.

The scissors closing and opening sound very loud in the room.

She's focused on the task, trying to distance herself from the cuts and burns.

Someone hurt her dad badly. She allows anger to replace concern as she finishes cutting off his shirt. But only for a moment.

[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

Elaine nods at Hank, puts a comforting hand on Kim's arm momentarily, then, as Hank suggested, she starts at Jack's head.

He's feverish, so she adjusts the normal healing spell to include sickness. Sowulo and Gebo flare gold and red-green before forming Dagaz, glowing softly before melting away into Jack's skin.

The burn fades to merely a red welt, the bruises fade and fever and pain is lifted away.

She looks over to Kim, asking her permission silently before she will move to the rest of Jack's body. Aloud, she asks, "Shall I continue?"

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

Jack drifts awake slowly, the first stirrings of consciousness spurred on when he starts to feel the aches and pains all over his body. For a moment he's not sure where he is, though he's finding it hard to worry about that when he's wrapped in warm blankets, his head cradled by a soft pillow. If anything, he wants to slip back into sleep, ignore the rest of the world for a while.

But once he starts to wake, he can't go back to sleep, instead growing more and more alert by the minute.

[scares-me.livejournal.com]

Jane steps in, though tries to walk quietly when she sees him, uncertain if he's awake.

Maybe if she isn't, she can just walk back out again. It's a hope she knows from its conception is false, like a student hoping a teacher won't show up for class.

So she does keep walking toward him, wringing her hands slightly. She flinches slightly at the sight of his injuries, suddenly wishing she could do something about them, a thought that almost makes her stop in her tracks.

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

Jack dimly hears footsteps from his left, and he slowly open his eyes as he turns his head toward the visitor. It takes a moment for his vision to clear, and when he realizes who it is, he's rather startled.

"Hi, Jane," he says hoarsely, and not a little surprised.

[scares-me.livejournal.com]

His voice, however, does make her stop, and clench her hands rather visibly. For a moment, she looks too uncertain to speak, and only looks up at him for brief moments.

Then, as though completely regaining her senses all at once, she looks straight at him and says rather quickly, "Are you - do you need - something -"

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

His instinct is to say no, though his mouth and throat are still dry and he would like something to drink. But then if he says no, she might well use it as an excuse to leave, and he's curious as to why she's here, particularly when she looks so nervous.

"Uh...I could use a glass of water, if you don't mind," he says quietly.

[scares-me.livejournal.com]

She nods slightly, not really making an effort to hide her nervousness, and walked out, returning shortly with the glass.

Despite this, she does walk right up to him without much hesitation, though she holds the glass uncertainly when she reaches him.

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

He reaches out and takes the glass, sitting up a little to take a sip before placing it on the table next to his bed. "Thanks. I, uh...wasn't expecting to see you here."

[scares-me.livejournal.com]

Jane doesn't really say anything for a moment, just kind of nods, begins to say something like "I saw you -"

But she stops. Instead just asks. "You're not really dead, are you?"

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

He sighs, eyes drifting closed for a moment before looking her in the eye. "No, I'm not. I had to fake my death. Probably the worst-kept secret around here by now."

[agirllost]

Kim hasn't slept and she feels the lack of rest in her shoulders and back.

So when he starts to move, she notices and doesn't want to say anything to startle him.

She touches his left hand, so relieved that the bruises and burns are fading.

All through the night she was thinking about why and what had been done to him and she's careful to keep the anger out of her voice.

"Dad?"

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

He turns his head toward the familiar voice, opening his eyes slowly. Even before things come into focus he knows who it is, and he smiles slightly, thankful to have her near.

"Hi, Kim," he says in a scratchy voice that's barely above a whisper.

[agirllost]

She closes her eyes, trying to keep from tearing.

It's been so long since she's really heard his voice.

"Don't...don't try to move your right hand or left leg," she says after a moment, standing and walking a step closer so that he doesn't have to turn to look at her.

"How -- how are you feeling?"

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

The smile makes his lip feel as though it's going to split, but he can't help it. "Awful. But better, seeing you again. I've missed you."

[ooc: By the way, this convo? Before the one with Jane, above.]

[agirllost]

If she tries to smile, she'll start to cry and she's not sure she'll be able to stop.

Instead, she leans down and kisses his forehead, "I've missed you, too. I was so afraid that I'd never see you again."

More than afraid, after a while it had become a certainty.

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

He slips his left arm around her back in a loose hug as she leans over him.

"Me too, sweetheart. I didn't think I was going to get back here," he says, his throat closing a little. "I missed you all so much."

[agirllost]

She's still afraid of hurting him, but is relieved that his skin is cool to the touch.

"What - what happened?" She reluctantly straightens, not wanting to put too much weight on him, feeling tightness in her chest as she swallows her emotions.