“To the left of the door.” I blinked, opening my eyes just as snow fell into them. Fun. “Open the metal box.”
“Oh. What’s the code?”
I gave it to him.
Diesel disappeared as my eyes closed. I wasn’t sure how long I stayed in the bed of the truck, waiting as he unlocked the door, lifted Becca, and carried her inside, and then returned for Rev. Felt like forever before he finally came back for me.
“Jesus Christ. How much have you been eating, Void?”
“Fuck off. I weigh less than Rev.” I was finally starting to wake up, coherence returning as bright light inside the building forced my eyes to squint. “Don’t forget my laptop. Make sure you cover your truck with a tarp.”
He nodded. “Where are they?”
I told him where to go once he placed me in the infirmary beside Becca and Rev. Luckily, I had set up three beds andenough supplies to cover injuries, even critical ones, for multiple individuals. We had enough to treat our wounds and blood loss.
Diesel stumbled inside, locking the front entrance and setting the alarm per my instructions as I called them out. He set my laptop bag on the floor beside me and nearly stumbled as he sank into a nearby chair. “Just need five minutes.”
And just like that, his eyes shut, and he was asleep. Despite the wound he received from the bullet grazing his upper arm, Diesel didn’t lose too much blood. It was the adrenaline and exhaustion that did him in.
I’d fuck with him later about it.
Right now, I need to check on Rev and Becca. I had rested enough that I felt renewed with energy and decided I needed to help the others before I had to close my eyes again. Using the equipment on hand and what medical training I had, I performed a quick assessment, checking for injuries.
She was going to be okay. No broken bones or fractures. But she was bruised, covered with tiny cuts and several deep lacerations, and she probably had a concussion. I couldn’t rule that out or assess it until she woke up. After covering her with a blanket, I turned to Rev.
The bullet was still lodged in his shoulder. I had to remove it and didn’t hesitate to gather what I needed before I strapped him down. Yeah, I had straps on the beds. It wasn’t for anything kinky. I just prepped for every scenario I could think of.
He didn’t move as I cleaned the wound, only stirring when I began propping the wound for the bullet. I know it had to hurt like hell. When his eyes popped open, and he struggled against the straps, I knew I made the right call. “What the fuck!? Void!”
“Hey, shut up, fucker. I need to concentrate.”
“I swear to fuck, I will . . . shit! What are you doing!?”
“Digging the bullet out of your shoulder. Hold still.”
His eyes widened, and everything came crashing back as I finally found the bullet and pulled it free. Fresh blood began to pour from the open wound, and I applied pressure as Revenant began to hurl insults and shout obscenities.
“You really can’t take pain, big guy.”
“You’re wrong,” he growled.
Wait. Becca was awake!
“Hey, Blackbird,” I greeted her warmly, ignoring my hand on Rev’s wound. “How are you feeling?”
“Like someone ran over me with a truck. “ She winced. “Did one of you do it?”
I chuckled. “No. Damn snowstorm out there.”
“Oh. Right.” She blinked, resting back against the bed, and averted her eyes. “Is everyone okay?”
“No, but we will be,” I assured her.
Rev turned his head, staring at Becca. “B. B.”
Becca sighed. “Give me a few minutes. Please,” she added.
“Alright, baby.”
