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Cat Out of The Bag	By : kbygrave1124 Category: G through L > Hellboy Views: 3399 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I do not own Hellboy and I do not profit from these writings. I created OC characters such as Brooke and Marvin (Marbin).
Author Note: I am afraid that I must warn you that there is going to be same sex relationships in this story, guy/guy so if you don't like it then I advise that my story may not be the best for you to read. Also note this is revamped slightly from when I started it in 2011. Also now being revamped again slowly in 2017.
Edited: spelling and grammar. Also some of the sentance's rewritten or deleted and replaced entirely. I have taken out the blood transfusion as to me it no longer makes sense with a healing power.
'Thinking'
"Talking"
Story
-Flashback
Chapter 4
John's Pov
Being here was like being asleep, like I was dreaming or rather having a nightmare. All that blood around her legs on the table yet not one visible wound. Abe seemed for once at a loss for what to do and Hellboy was holding her unwounded shoulder to the table to stop her from moving, every cry that tore from her throat, every fidget or arch of her back caused unnecessary aggravation to her wounds. God knows she was losing enough blood as it is without her shoulder bleeding more and through the bandages. I had kept very still this entire time since my lover set her on the cold metal table till now, the only signs I was conscious besides my open eyes, my panicked breathing and my clenched hands was the slight twitch every time her pained whines reached my ears. Suddenly Blue gave us a concerned look stating something that wouldn't have been obvious without feeling her skin. "She has a fever", the barely noticeable shivers that racked her body now made even more sense considering I thought they were caused just by the pain.
I took a moment in this tense time to think about back at the alleyway, the small fragile girl that I would never have suspected of stealing with her bright innocent eyes, her helpless cry when her body fell from the wall, the sound of the bullet like a hard smack to the face without the agonising pain afterward. I couldn't see now why that agent would shoot so quickly without giving her a chance, did he honestly think that just because she could heal that it would be ok to hurt her...monstrous! That was a word I would never thought I would speak of about a fellow agent here at the Bureau. It's a word commonly used with 'freak' that manning's would use to describe Hellboy, Liz and Abe though not so much Liz. I never realised till now that I could easily be added into that category though I am nothing but human, no powers and no oddly coloured skin and so on...but I am with them till the end no matter what and I am also sleeping with Hellboy so I am a freak to them. Even through this thought process I had managed to keep my facial expression blank, though seeing Red's calculating gaze on me for a moment was almost enough to make me blush 'Thank heavens he cannot hear me!'.
Blue walked around the table to take up positions at different places around her body, she was silent for a long time now except for the slow paced breathing, not even an occasional whine. I thought this to be a good sign at last, Red hadn't moved much himself since he had come in, his hand no longer on her shoulder but just resting on the table by the right side of her head, watching her for any change, I noticed Abe mutter, no not mutter, he would never mutter, I noticed him quietly speak to himself as he went along, trying to decide upon a reason for all the symptoms she had not too long ago shown, her fever still stubbornly set though not an ounce of sweat held on her body, her cheeks where flushed as expected and she still shivered.
It was with a relieved sigh that I came to move closer to the table as I heard Abe's so familiar "ah" as if he had figured out a puzzle or another side to that irritating Rubik cube. He looked to Red "Would you help me turn her onto her front, I have a theory" my lover only nodded as he along with his confused expression carefully turned her over, one of her low whines assured us she was still awake even though her eyes where now closed. This was where I was pretty sure I had fallen into a black hole, all along her back were dust and some dirt, obviously from where she had fallen but what we were not prepared for was the blood soaked along the seat of her trousers and the bottom of the back of her t-shirt. I would have frowned if I could get my mouth to move from its gaping action. "Oh dear" Abe's worried voice pierced through my shock as I looked at him frowning now "You expected this?" my returned response was a nod of his head "The blood had to come from somewhere and her back was all we couldn't see." After just looking over her back he went to lift the back of her shirt up to see if there was a wound or not, his gasp made me have to check to see what he saw, what I found frightened me not in fear of myself but for Brooke, there was a circle wound about the width of a bottle cap just at her trouser line, in the middle of her lower back, blood was covering all around, in and below this wound. I thought that if there was a wound there had to be a reason it was there, none of us had seen another weapon and the wound was too big for it to be a bullet hole not to mention she was only shot at once.
It was Hellboy who recognised what it was, he shook his head with a groan of sympathy not yet telling us what he knew as we noticed the bleeding start up again, Abe rushed off to get what I presumed would be a towel or more bandages while Red held his hands at her shoulders, trying to put too much pressure on her previous wound even though it must have nearly healed by now, as she started to writhe in pain, I held her hand once more trying to calm her, speaking in soft hushed tones much the same words as I had before though this time they had no effect. Her free hand though on the same arm as her previously wounded wrist gripped the side of the metal table desperately. Then as Blue came back, blood packet in hand there was a sudden object pushing out the wound, almost furry looking. It pushed it's way out almost like an eel out of a cave under water, I almost felt like I was under water at this point, never mind deaf like before. When it suddenly stopped enlongating it just flickered around tensely before resting down on her back, still attached to the wound, it was a tail, I recognised it, even though it was covered in blood and almost lifeless at this point, I knew it was a tail, now understanding Hellboys sympathy and Abe rushing off, this wasn't the end of it, there would be more blood loss and pain.
Abe's Pov
I almost dropped the bag of blood in my hands yes I suspected changes but a tail?! Among all the possibilities for her to be in this situation a tail among what else may be to come clearly wasn't on my mind. I went about setting up a blood bag to insert the cannula (tube) into her arm, taping it against her skin so she wouldn't dislodge it with all her writhing, I then watched the red liquid travel along the tube to enter her body, hoping against all odds that she wouldn't reject it, similar to when the morphine had no effect on her. After a while it didn't seem to be helping, I removed it and watched her lying still now but releasing soft pants, reasonably tired and in pain still.
After twenty minutes I nearly got my hopes up that it would be the end of her suffering, the end of this night but out of the corner of my eye I could see her eyes open, her panicked expression and tears flooding her already bloodshot eyes, I knew it was too much to hope for, so I stood there, I mentioned to John that perhaps he should find something to sit on as it would be a long night, there being more changes to come yet.
Hellboy's Pov
Over the next three hours we all sat around uselessly waiting for the kid to show sign's of either fully healing or to further grow more body part's. We all were on edge, waiting for the next process of the change fish boy had mentioned, the slightest whine, groan or wince from her had me constantly jumping up to check her for new wounds, much to Abe's curiosity. Wish he would keep himself out of my head, I don't know why I am acting like this anymore than John does. I would sulk like a -grown- man would right about now but I was too tense, too on edge waiting for something to happen, not that I wanted it too.
For the first hour that's all we did, sit there in silence worried and tense, at one point Liz came in saying it was too quiet, thinking it was ok and sorted but upon seeing the kid with a new body part she wasn't exactly ecstatic, she joined us in our wait, taking up a seat next to Abe to help if she could, not that he would tell her to do anything at all...bloody gentleman he is. Sometime into the second hour we began a quiet conversation filling Liz in on what had happened, I could tell she was just as freaked as us, not freaked in the sense of 'ewww' but more like 'wow. Didn't think that would happen'. John sat barely talking except to tell some of the story but when I noticed how out of it he seemed I pulled him into my lap, placing a gentle kiss to his forehead and rested with him continuing our wait together, the others only giving us a smile before their expressions turned back to grim, watching Brooke as she twitched and tried to curl up.
Well into the third hour Liz and John started a card game, what I didn't know I wasn't really paying attention. They had set a spare chair with a box on it between her chair and mine, John still in my lap and their cards between us on the box so he didn't have to move. I kept my gaze on the girl for the most part, checking her over for new symptoms and the like just encase. Abe set about putting all the medical 'stuff' away apart from bandage's watching me watching her. I got up and set John back on the seat, moving to the metal table, It had been a long time since her last pained noise or any noise at all , John came up beside me just as worried if the look in his eyes held any statement, Liz also no longer interested in the card game stood the opposite side of the table to us with Blue, all waiting anxiously for something, anything besides this silence.
Then I heard it, my keen ears straining to tell what it was, an almost silent sound and I could tell the others were waiting for me to brief them after they saw my head turning left and right to locate the noise that they couldn't hear. I didn't and kept listening out for where or what it was, was it tapping, a light tap tap tap against the linoleum of the floor, no, no that wasn't it. I listened again almost positive this time that it was a wet slick sound, I realised with a start it had to be dripping...blood! It was blood!. I checked around the floor for where I knew should be blood, seeing a small tiny puddle of it forming by one of the legs of the table, a red liquid, defiantly blood. I met John's gaze with a similar expression to his, face set in a frown, shoulders tense and eyes nervously sprinting around in their sockets for a wound on her body.
Liz's gasp brought us out of our nervous stupor as she pointed at blood on the table that led down to the table leg, before that puddle was her head, her hair spread out on the table messily though a slight shine to it, it took me seconds to realise that shine was because of the blood in her hair. It was wet from the liquid, the blood was coming from her head this time, Abe put his hands on her head gently, searching through her hair trying to get a glimpse at her scalp, to find a wound or two as I had already gathered there would be. The shake of his head was enough to convince me I was right as he touched a small folded tissue to the wounds, bringing it back, it was only two small dots on the tissue, smaller than a coin each and three quarters of a small rulers distance apart. It was then that she started to more obviously react, she hadn't seen the tissue or the blood or the hands on her head, her eyes were glazed over and still bloodshot, her silence was caused by mostly the fever and the fact she had just recently started biting her lower lip stubbornly trying to stay quiet. The quiet didn't last for long because as soon as she let go off her lip to try to talk a loud cry came from her, making me almost want to cover my sensitive ears, she brought her hands up, fingers reaching blindly along her skull nails scratching at the skin causing more blood to pour down along her hair onto the table, she was sobbing now, eyes frantically searching the space in front of her though not seeing, her nails still scratching viscously, the more she scratched the more she bled and the bigger the wounds on her head became, Abe didn't move to stop her seemingly frozen so it was up to me, grabbed at both her hands holding them away from her head against the table as she cried in pain and hopelessness, knowing that what was happening couldn't be stopped. I could see John and Liz both were close enough to hysterics or tears which I couldn't tell but I didn't want to witness either. I tried to calm her the way John had done before, muttering reassurances to her though in vain as she screamed out loudly just as before as the peaks of two small blood covered fur triangles poked through the wounds on her head.
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