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Eloi	By : Nemain Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5007 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Eloi Chapter Fifty Nine
Disclaimers Apply

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�Jono, if
you don�t tell me where we�re going *right* now��


What? You�ll stomp your foot and
sulk? Or go cause property damage and
try to whinge your way out of it? Jono did not
even break stride. He knew Paige was
near; he knew it like he knew his own name most days. If he had breath, he would have vented a soft
�ha� when they turned down the narrow alley between two of the older apartment
buildings in the town. Syringes littered
the ground along with the wrappers from sample packs of medication to relieve
pain. A lone, bloody bandage was stuck
to the side of the Dumpster like a gruesome flag, alerting them to it�s presence.
 She was here not long ago. 

�What? How
the fuck do you know this? What the fuck
are you talking about?� Sam grabbed Jono�s elbow and forced the youth to face him. �If you�re trying to piss me off, you�ve
succeeded admirably. Look, I don�t have
time to play superhero. My baby sister
is missing! I need to be back at the hospital to talk to the police and�holy
shit.� He pushed past Jono and jogged to
the spot near the Dumpster that had caught his eye.

Jono walked
up behind him at a slower pace. 
Don�t linger.
You know what�s going on out here.
Hurry.
 His gaze found Sam�s distraction. A single pink sock, decorated with silvery
embroidery made to look like tiny faeries, lay in the thick muck surrounding
the trash receptacle. The knowledge that
it was Paige�s twisted in his awareness, pain slipping beneath the veneer of
careless disregard he tried to maintain, and *could* maintain with anyone else
in the world except for her.

Change of plans, Sam. Go
back to the hospital. Take the main
road, stay in plain sight. Run like
Hell. The fighting sounds done but don�t
get into any dark ally alone. Got it? 

�Oh HELL no! I am NOT going to run back while my sister is
out here!�

 Yes. You are. Go. Go
find Sean. Tell him where I am. I�m
going to look about here� She�s not here, Sam.
You know it and I know it. Whoever
took her has found medical help for her.
Just go, run like Hell.


Sam
hesitated just a heartbeat longer, then turned on his
heel in the slimy residue of rain and trash, sprinting from the ally and onto
the main, lit street. Jono wished he
could sigh as he turned, his dark clothing and
bandages enabling him to blend in with the deep shadows of the ally, untouched
by the slowly rising sun that was turning the distant sky a deep purple and blue
shade that defied true description. With
careful, ponderous steps, Jono walked the length and breadth of the ally
several times over, not moving the trash littering the muck. He could see the footsteps in the glow of his
own light, see where someone�Paige, he knew�had been laid down. He winced, knowing how she hated to be dirty,
and knowing that she was likely filthy by now.
If they took the time to get her
medical care, that means she�s alive and there�s a chance. They would have
dumped her body if�
 His eyes flew to the Dumpster and he froze in
place. He had to force his feet forward,
his steps slow and his muscles threatening to rebel, to make him run after Sam
and pretend he had not had the disturbing though that was now dancing horribly
in his mind�s eye. With a slight tremor
in his hands, he lifted the lid of the Dumpster and looked in. Only a rat, he thought, catching the gleam of
intelligent black eyes glaring at him in the glow of his body�s light. A rat and trash and no fragile, young body
crumpled under papers, covered in clotted blood and muck. Considerably lighter in heart than a moment
before, he dropped from the edge of the bin and wiped his hands on his coat,
making a mental note to buy a new one and burn the one he was wearing.

�Jono, quit lurking around in the dark. There�s time to play The Shadow[1]
later,�

Emma�s sharp tone carried down the
narrow ally, making the British youth turn in surprise. He had not heard Emma coming and, his eyes
flickered to her high heels, he should have.

Did Sam get you? 

�Hurry up, Jono,� she said
tersely. �We need to get back to the
hospital. There�s been a development�� She gave him a scathing look and turned,
striding out of the ally and onto the sidewalk.

Jono walked slowly towards her, his
eyes scanning the street for signs of life.
An ambulance was not even a block away, loading up a patient, and police
cars cast primary colored shadows against buildings in the dawning light. People were within reach but he held his
tongue, as it were. Something was not
right and he could not place his finger on it.
You must have passed Sam� He
was running like a bat out of Hell back to the hospital. Is Sean coming? He stayed just
out of Emma�s reach, wary.

�No, he�s not. Come on.� She strode towards a waiting blue car, the
engine running, windows dark. �We�re
getting a ride with one of the doctors.�

Jono hesitated. He knew, in his heart of hearts, that what he
was about to do was possibly the most idiotic thing he had ever done or would
ever do in his life, but the part of him that seemed to lack common sense was
making him nod. He followed Emma,
opening the passenger side door to the back of the car, sliding in to sit on
the leather-covered bench seat. He could
not feel if the air conditioner was on but he guessed it must be. Something was making it hard to hear Emma
speaking to the man driving. �Jono,� the
driver said suddenly as he shifted into gear and pulled away from the curb. �I�ve heard so much about you�� The man shifted slightly and turned, his smile like a shark�predatory and cold.

Jono felt his eyes go wide. Nathaniel Essex winked at him and chuckled
softly, speeding up as they headed away from the hospital and towards the
backwoods surrounding Bayville.

[1] http://www.shadowsanctum.net/comic/comic.html
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