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She recognized Patches. “They all bit him!” She covered her wails with a hand then realized. “He’llbleedto death!”
Lesion was suddenly there, pushing his way through. He knelt next to him and lifted his head, forcing something between his lips. “For pain,” he said between labored breaths before shooting off.
“Please help me!” she gasped, needing more hands to press on the hundreds of bites oozing tiny drops of blood. “He needs a-a-an anticoagulant!”
“Move!” Patches ordered her. “I need his clothes off!” She scrambled back right as Lesion and Eveque removed his boots while cussing at him in French. Arms went around her, and she realized it was the Belle Eveque. She gave a sob and latched on to her as Patches cut through his black denim with shears. Oh God. So much blood. Too much blood. Patches’ hands were already covered in it.
“Help me apply this,” Lesion said, his voice oddly calm as he handed her a can of salve. “On all the bites. Hurry.”
“I’ll use the hemostatic powder on his legs,” Patches said, shaking all the contents of the stuff on him as Felix hurried to apply the greasy mix.
“I can’t see them, there’s too much blood!” she gasped.
“Put it everywhere,” Lesion ordered.
“What’s his blood type,” Patches yelled. “I need my medical database. Somebody get my fucking phone!”
She checked Nitro’s face, her stomach lurching. “He’s pale,” she gasped, as more fingers dipped in the can of sticky stuff and helped find bites. Her eyes moved to Patches’ bloody fingers on the screen of his phone.
“Type A!” he yelled. “Who has type A? Or O blood type. Eveque!”
“Already on it.” The Eveque knelt next to Nitro and removed his shirt. “Hold on brother,” he muttered as Bacon helped ready things for a blood transfusion.
“I need his upper body elevated,” Patches said. “We got you,” he said as The Seer went behind Nitro and propped his upper body against his chest.
Felix gasped out a sob, clinging to Belle Eveque. “They bit him,” she strained quietly. “I screamed. I shouldn’t have screamed.”
“Felix.”
Her eyes shot to Nitro. “I’m here!”
“Try not to talk, buddy,” Patches urged. “Felix is right here, we’re all right fucking here. Scissors,” he ordered Bacon.
“Let her touch him,” Seer said, nodding at her.
The idea he could die threatened to choke her as she knelt next to The Seer and stroked Nitro’s face. She leaned down to his ear. “You win,” she whispered. “You win everything. Everything is yours, all of it. You can have all of it, I’m sorry, please don’t die, please.”
“He’s not dying,” the Seer said.
Hope hit her chest at his knowing andseeingtone. She’d heard all the amazing stories about their swamp seer, but it was the first time she’d seen him this up close. She caught sight of his famous scar realizing the rumors were true. It did make him cuter. She put her hand on his arm, and he locked the bluest eyes she’d ever seen on her. “Dieu l'a… Dieu l'a,” he whispered heatedly, nodding.
God has him.She gave a sob and nodded. He was right and she needed to believe that. She turned, finding Patches inserting a needle into his vein as Nitro mumbled incoherently.
“We’ve stopped the bleeding on the front, but we need to turn him and see about his backside,” Lesion urged.
“Oh God,” she whispered, realizing he wasn’t out of the woods.
“I need his heart elevated,” Patches reminded as Spook pulled his body on its side so Lesion could get to the back.
“There’s more packs of the Quick Clot in my bag,” Patches said. “Use it.”
“Talk to him,” Seer whispered to her.
She brought her mouth back to his ear, petting his face again. “Hey handsome. I’m still here.” She stroked his cheek. “You’re not getting rid of me that easy. And…now that you won everything, you have to collect your winnings, oui?PleaseMon Bien Monsieur,” she begged quietly.
“Fucking Christ,” Eveque gasped at his backside.
“Start at the top,” Patches ordered as her sobs returned.
