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“It’s okay, we’ll get you to a doctor. Or a witch. They can heal, right? No, no, you’re a void. Okay. Okay, then, the hospital. Let’s go. They’ll fix you.”
Nick tried and failed to carry his own weight. Brett threw one of Nick’s arms over his shoulders and pulled him towards the door.
“Come on, man, just hold on. I’ll get you there, just stay with me.”
Nick stumbled, and Brett shifted his grip, practically carrying him towards the door.
“You still with me? Nick?”
“I’m here,” Nick rasped, but his voice sounded distant. Other noises sounded strange, too, and he thought he could hear footsteps. Hearing things wasn’t a good sign. Was that a symptom of blood loss?
“Someone’s coming,” Brett said, dragging Nick behind the door.
He didn’t imagine the noises, then. Good. Probably.
“Lean against the wall,” Brett whispered. “I’ll take care of this.”
Nick started to speak, but Brett let him go and Nick fell against the wall.
The door burst open and Brett lunged at the intruder.
“It’s me!” Cara yelled, throwing up her hands.
Nick caught a glimpse of Brett - ferocious and snarling with a mouth full of gleaming teeth and terrifyingly sharp canines - and then Brett tried to stop, almost tripping over himself as he avoided crashing into her.
“Are you okay? Where’s Nick?”
Nick sagged against the wall as the room started to spin.
“He’s here,” Brett said.
“I’m fine,” Nick said, but the words caught in his throat and he started coughing. Rough, shuddering coughs shook his entire body, and he could taste copper in the back of his throat.
“Oh god, Nick,” Cara said.
Nick was vaguely aware of them rushing to his side as his legs gave out and he slipped down the wall.
“Can you fix him?” Brett said.
“This looks ridiculous, doesn’t it?” Nick laughed between coughs. His face felt wet, and he touched his chin. “Is that blood?”
“He’s confused,” Brett said. “I know magic won’t work, but is there anything else you can do? Can you teleport him to a hospital?”
“No,” Cara said. “Nick, look at me. I need you to focus.”
“I’m fine,” he said. He tried to wipe away the blood around his mouth, but he just spread it onto his hands. “I just need a minute.”
“Nick-”
“I meant to tell you,” he said, but his words slipped into each other when he tried to say them. “I should have told you.”
“We have to do something,” Brett said, ignoring Nick’s rambling. “Call your friends outside. They can help.”
“Should have said it before,” Nick murmured.
“They can’t help,” Cara said. “There’s a doctor in the coven, but she’s not close enough to do anything. This is…”
“What? What is it?”
