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Chapter 6 - Blood and Fear

warning : angst, hurt/comfort, kiss, emotional, blood, treating an injury

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The night stretched across the countryside and caught up with the fleeing group. The moon was the only light hanging over the car. Logan, however, did not think it necessary to turn on the headlights. The mutant seemed comfortable in the limited light.

At least both that he could see in the darkness. ,,That'll only lead them to us," he had hummed when Bobby had asked him about it. Bobby's blue eyes darted to the sleeping Rogue who had leaned her head against the back seat.

To make it more comfortable for her, Bobby had moved behind Logan so his girlfriend could move her seat back. She slept soundly and was oblivious to the darkness. John was still passed out and still being held by Bobby.

He had not let go of the mutant with the pyrokinesis. ,,How's our flamethrower?" asked Logan, rousing Bobby from his dozing state. The Kyrokinesis-worthy mutant glanced briefly at John, who filled him with concern.

The colour in his face had drained from him. He was almost as white as a sheet and Bobby was afraid he was causing more damage with his cold temperature.

John looked completely exhausted, pale skin, a warm forehead, and cold sweat were a bad mix, even Bobby knew that. ,,He's hot and cold at the same time, he's way too pale" said Bobby who coated his hand with ice and placed it on John's forehead.

The unconscious teenager unconsciously moved closer to Bobby and his cold. He wanted more of the cold and away from the flames. ,,He'll be fine," Logan admonished and drove even faster along the streets. This went on for a while, cooling John and trying to keep him warm at the same time.

Hours until Bobby fell asleep, exhausted, leaning against John. Still holding him. It was not until early noon that the group arrived at Bobby's street and home. Rogue was still asleep leaning against the seat.

Only Bobby was awakened by a movement. Tiredness ran through his mind despite the fact that he had slept for a few hours.

Looking around, he swallowed and realised that he was close to his house. But he closed his eyes again and tried to fall back into sleep. He dozed off easily, completely unaffected by what had happened, or so it seemed.

He felt a movement beside him. John had woken from his unconsciousness and was trying to get some orientation in his mind. Since he still thought he was in a larger room, he tried to move.

But when John broke away from Bobby, he fell back into the seat with a hiss. Pyro's hand went to his shoulder and he stifled a pained noise. ,,What the hell happened?" he asked and tried to look at his shoulder. The ice was no longer there and it hurt because it was no longer cooled.

Logan glanced in the rearview mirror and watched John wake Bobby. The blue-eyed man woke up with a jolt as if he expected to be attacked at any second. The short doze off had more effect.

Bobby rubbed his eyes and sighed heavily. His neck was stiff and his heartbeat was going too fast from his nightmare. However, as his eyes took in the awake John, his lingering fear disappeared. ,,You're finally awake. How are you?" he asked, clearly concerned about his critical condition.

John again grimaced painfully before answering. ,,I'm hot and cold at the same time. I feel like my head is going to explode and I feel like shit. But other than that I'm fine, thanks Bobby," he finished his sentence with a sarcastic undertone.

He rolled his eyes slightly but Bobby saw that he was somehow grateful. ,,He looks good to me. Put another load of ice on it until we get to you and treat him," Logans gave an opinion. An opinion that stood.

Bobby did as he was advised and was about to re-freeze John's wound when he flinched. He saw fear in the dark eyes, the fear that the pain would keep coming, worse than usual. ,,I won't hurt you, I promise," Bobby said calmly, as he had last night in the kitchen.

He remembered that moment together when he had trusted him. But John's brown eyes reflected the newly built trust. Gently he let the ice form on the wound. He heard the hiss of the ice and John's tense hiss. But he seemed relieved not to have to concentrate too much on the pain.

After the wound had been provisionally treated again, they drove a short distance before Bobby announced that they had arrived. The area was the same, the houses were the same, the memories were the same. Logan parked the car on the side of the road and got out to wake Rogue.

Meanwhile, Bobby got out first before offering John a hand, which he took after a moment's hesitation. John leaned on Bobby after the other had made the offer. ,,Thank you," the fire user murmured and put his arm on Bobby's shoulder. But the blue-eyed man saw that the pyromaniac was already holding his left side spasmodically still.

He's in more pain than he'd like to admit, Bobby Drake observed, and it hurt more than he thought. After standing in front of the locked door, Bobby involuntarily let go of his friend. The spare key his mother had given him was still lying under the doormat.

Nothing had changed. The door was quickly unlocked and John was on his way to the bathroom with Bobby. ,,Rogue, can you get the first aid kit from the kitchen and I'll do it with Logan here," Bobby said.

The girl nodded and disappeared while he and John went into the relatively large bathroom. John sat down on the edge of the tub. ,,Stay calm," Logan muttered as he extended his claws and cut John's top, which was ruined beyond repair.

John couldn't take it off that easily anyway. The brown-haired man hissed slightly. Bobby also looked at the wound, but his eyes kept running over the other man's naked torso.

The skin underneath seemed soft, warm and he suppressed the urge to let his hand wander over the skin. Pull yourself together, he said to himself and looked back at John.

He tried not to let the pain show as well as he could. ,,Bobby, I need you now, don't stare," Logan shook him out of his grief. He hadn't noticed how Rogue had already picked up the suitcase. But she didn't seem to be able to handle blood or the whole sight.

She stammered something before closing the bathroom door behind her and walking out. ,,Bobby, you will disinfect the wound and then I will get the bullet out. Then I'm going to sew it up and you're going to put on a bandage with a compress, understand?" but Bobby only nodded before wiping his sweaty hands lightly on his trousers.

He was too excited, they were all too excited. ,,Oh and John this is going to hurt a little" Logan said before giving Bobby the okay to start. Bobby was going to carefully spray the medicine on the wound, but he realised it wasn't enough.

It made John hiss and he seemed to understand that it had to be done differently. With a ,,Sorry" Bobby opened the bottle and poured out the contents over the wound. Only a fraction later John cried out again and tried to escape the pain. He rose from the tub only to be pushed back down by Logan.

He screamed and cursed, his hands clutching at the edge of the tub. Tears ran down the teenager's cheek and Logan struggled to keep him still. ,,Should we stop?" Bobby asked worriedly and gave John an apologetic look. It hurt to see him like this. ,,No, go on," John interrupted his friend, almost screaming in frustration and pain. At John's command, Logan grabbed the tweezers and began to pull the bullet out.

John screamed again and this time Bobby had to hold his friend down with great difficulty. He pushed him back onto the edge of the tub and said it would be OK. ,,I'm here for you," he mumbled, not knowing why, but hoping John would hear through the pain. After Logan got the bullet out, Bobby disinfected the wound again, much to John's chagrin.

Screams and heavy breaths still echoed through the bathroom. The pyromaniac was slow to calm down and only after Logan had left the two of them alone in the bathroom with the bandages did he let go of the tub rim he had been clutching.

His breathing slowly calmed down again. He's still pale but at least he's not dying Bobby thought and looked at John. Holding the compress in place and finally wrapping the bandage around the wound, it was done.

He would survive. Only after he had realised that he had dreamily stroked the other man's skin did he withdraw his hand.

But John had not pushed him away either, he had allowed it. ,,You should rest, you need to get your strength back" Bobby decided, helping John to stand up. ,,Thank you Bobby" John mumbled and gave him a thankful look.

He took John downstairs to the couch as Bobby's bed was too small for the mutant. Besides, it would be occupied by Rogue depending on how long they stayed. After John sat on the couch, carefully finding a non-painful position, Bobby disappeared into the loft.

Left him alone and knew it was all right after all. Running back up the stairs and hauling out the ladder to the attic and going up he found himself in the old room.

It had been years since he had last been here. It was dusty, dark and yet he remembered every detail. The memories the boxes and cartons held.

Some better and some worse. The over-inside guilt that he had ruined the perfect family with his "high talent". But the blame came from his brother who had always been jealous of Bobby. But he wanted nothing more than a brother. He just wanted to have a normal life.

But he didn't have that, he was a mutant and he had to come to terms with that. He left the box with his old clothes and went to the clothes rail. On it were old clothes from both his parents and grandparents.

But there were also a few of his things that he had not taken to school. He took these, together with a few pieces from his parents, from the clothes hooks and went back to his friends with them.

With the clothes over his arms he had closed the stairs again. He was about to go down when he saw Rogue in his. The girl looked around his room, lost in thought. ,,Do you like what you see?" he asked, aware of the double meaning of his question.

He liked the curious look in her eyes as she looked at everything. It was cute. Slightly startled, Rogue spun around before a soft smile curled her lips.

She detached herself from Bobby's shelf of old toys and walked over to her friend. Before Bobby could say anything, she grabbed the clothes. ,,They're my mother's but I think they'll have to fit" he explained to his girlfriend who was standing in front of his mirror holding the clothes against her body.

One piece after the other to find at least one that suited her. ,,They are pretty, thank you," she thanked him before she started to put the clothes on Bobby's bed. And let her eyes wander over the clothes again. The teenager was about to say ,,No problem" when he understood what Rogue was doing.

He felt the warmth on his cheeks as she began to undress. To give his girlfriend some space he turned around. He heard the rustle of the clothes as she hummed lightly to herself, teasing him.

But his desire, his curiosity was stronger and he decided to test something. He knew Rogue was watching him from the mirror in front of her. ,,Do you like what you see?" asked the girl with the other intention behind her as she stood in front of her boyfriend in just her B-H and panties. One step further Bobby thought and knew that the relationship between them was starting.

Carefully and with feeling he dared to put his hand on the girl's shoulder. He saw her pleased and yet tense gaze. her strength was not yet showing any effect. He felt her goose bumps.

He felt the girl's pulse increase as he passed over her neck. She's excited too, Bobby noted, reassured by this fact. As Rogue spun around he saw that certain something in her eyes again. ,,Rogue do you want-" he was interrupted as Rogue pressed her lips to his. It was the couple's first real kiss and there couldn't have been anything better for Bobby.

The kiss was gentle yet demanding, her lips warm and soft. He saw that Rogue had closed her eyes and watched himself and his girlfriend in the mirror. Before he too opened his eyes and enjoyed it.

Enjoying the warmth...that he could also get from someone else. When he opened his blue eyes again he almost flinched. John stood in the doorway and looked at the two of them with a kind of disdain and disbelief.

But there was something else that stabbed Bobby in the heart, it was infinite hurt. He felt like he was cheating on John, but why? ,,John, I-I wait-" Bobby was about to stop the other from leaving when he went back downstairs.

He received a puzzled look from Rogue, from whom he had broken away, much to her chagrin. Why am I so upset? ran through his head. ,,Are you all right? Is he worse?" Rogue asked her boyfriend, sighing as she pulled on her clothes.

She had hoped for more. More than Bobby. But Bobby just shook his head and mumbled something like ,,I'm just guessing...don't worry, everything's fine". He went back to her and gave her a quick kiss and ran his hand through the white strand of hair he loved so much. He saw her smile and her joy.

Before he gave his girlfriend space and decided to go downstairs to Logan and John. Once downstairs, he found John on the couch.

The brown-haired man was playing with the lighter and his gaze was fixed on the flame. Bobby just stood behind the couch for a moment, watching his friend.

He saw that Allerdyce was tense and that his wound seemed to be particularly painful. He hadn't been given any anaesthetic either.

He didn't know if he should say anything, so he wordlessly put John's clothes on the edge of the couch. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Before he decided to go to Logan in the kitchen. Logan had just taken a beer from the fridge and opened it. ,,How's our flame?" he asked, watching the teenager's reaction closely with alert eyes. Bobby's gaze travelled down the hall to the living room and lingered for a moment on the figure.

Still the flamebender stared at the small flame of the lighter. It seemed to calm him or fuel his rage Bobby didn't know for sure.

When Logan thought Bobby wouldn't answer, he opened his mouth and was about to say something when they heard the key in the front door. ,,Shit, my family," he muttered to himself before he heard their voice. His family was back and with them new problems.

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