But I didn't like leaving him out here alone either. More than that, J.D. was fucking heavy. This guy wasn't some sweet hundred-pound girl. Nope, he had to be at least one-seventy, and possibly more. I could feel my biceps burning, but ignored it. I was good at that, since it happened almost every ride.
Tanner caught up just as I reached the doors. He wasn't the one who opened them, though. That was Jorge, who'd been passing by inside.
"What the fuck?!" he demanded.
"They got jumped," I growled.
"Which explains why you hadn't got here yet," he said, falling in at Tanner's side to offer a shoulder to lean on. "Thought you may have gotten distracted."
"Did," Tanner agreed. "By Austin."
Jorge didn't stop moving, but the change in his posture? Oh, it was the kind that proved a man had just decided to commit a little murder. For a little too long, he didn't say shit. Neither did Tanner. J.D., on the other hand, was grunting in pain more often than I liked.
"He's not gonna ride," I realized.
"I'm fuckin' riding!" J.D. managed to get out. "Mama's here. Can't worry Isa'."
"And I think they'd rather you healed up," I told him, turning to use my back to push open the door for Sports Medicine. "Doc!"
But it wasn't the doctor who answered. It was Anthony. The giant of a man hurried into the icing area, paused long enough for his brain to realize what he was seeing, and then he rushed over to take J.D. from my arms.
"What happened?" he demanded.
"Austin and Derek," I said, hoping he knew about the beef they had. "Tanner's hurting too."
"Come," Anthony told Tanner. "You two stay."
And I watched them leave. Halfway down the hall, Anthony called out for Doc again, but the big guy didn't slow down. Yeah, that had me worried. I also wasn't gonna leave, so I dropped down onto the closest chair, then bent over to shove my head into my hands. How bad was this? What the fuck had happened, and where was Cody?
"I need to tell Isaac," Jorge said.
"And Cody." I looked up to make the point. "I need to get my shit from my truck, but I'll stay while you do that."
"Cody can wait," Jorge assured me. "No need to make her worry before we know anything. Worse, she'll probably do something stupid because she can."
Yeah, that was a good point. "Ok, then get Isaac. When you're back, I'll go out and grab my shit. That way one of us is here if they need anything. And no opiates for J.D."
"I know," Jorge promised. "Tanner told us."
Then he left. I sat there for far too long. Once, J.D. cried out, loud enough for me to hear it out here, but that was all. I still didn't feel right about keeping this from Cody, but what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her. I also needed someone to make sure she was safe, so I texted Jake.
Ty:
Hey. Keep an eye on Cody. Distract her if you can?
Jake:
She's checking in. Why? What's up?
Ty:
Austin.
That was when Isaac burst through the door. "How bad are they?" he demanded.
"Tanner was walking. J.D.'s hurting."
"Fuck!" He spun like he was about to punch something, but the only things in here to hit were all padded. Then he pushed out a heavy sigh. "Jorge said you need to grab your shit. He's gonna make sure Cody knows to draw for J.D."
