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Date Posted: 09:44:30 10/04/06 Wed
Author: Remy
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Shay 's message, "inside" on 09:30:14 10/04/06 Wed

(He was thinking that the wierdest thing about going into a seizured state of shock was that he could still hear everyone around him.. and his mind, the culprit here, just kept it's insistent processing. And God, how he would love a respit from that.. a moment where his mind was at peace.. but it was part of the whole curse of latant inhibition.. his damn mind never quit. He had learned to clench his jaw before going down to reduce the risk of biting his own tongue, or breaking his jaw as he fell.. it was a sad thing that he had taught himself how to seize up. He couldn't see her, not when his eyes were clenched shut, but he could feel her.. and he could hear her.. and it was the most wonderful thing in the world just then, to have her holding him. He felt like a failure.. headquarters were gone.. tens if not hundreds of his dedicated staff were gone and he still didn't have a solid idea of where Skeeter was. He felt the prick of a needle seconds before the adrenaline rush ran over him like cool water, letting his body relax from it's tense shuddering. He focused on slowing his heart before he had another heart attack, then slowly opened his eyes.) If I find out that you tried to go in there.. (He whispered hoarsely to her, his brown eyes gazing up at her, seeing the tears dripping from her eyes and feeling his heart break for her. She was so beautiful..) ..I swear I will paddle you, Shaylin McLean. (He lifted his arm, as tired as he was, and brought her down closer so that he could press his chapped lips against hers.. leaving traces of soot and ash against her skin, which he carefully brushed away. It was evident as he gazed up at her, looking glassy, that he was getting close to blacking out.) I love you too.. I'll be okay.. (He reassured her, though he didn't look anywhere near okay at the moment. When the stretcher was lowered beside him, he groaned.. this was not going to be fun.. he knew that already. He slipped his hand into hers, his grip lighter than it should have been, but he didn't know that. He, Jeremy McLean, actually cried out as they lifted him from the ground and onto the stretcher.. something he never did, a clue into the pain he was going through at the moment. He'd pushed his body to the very edge of it's capabilities.. any longer and he might have had another heart attack in there.) Shay.. I need.. my pills.. (He murmured as they strapped him down, his hand having left hers to stop the oxygen mask for a moment. The pills he took for his condition probably wouldn't help him at the moment, but his mind was working too fast for him to process that. Finally relenting, he let them cover him with the oxygen mask and within moments he had blacked out.)

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