Chapter 2

Scott had to physically pull Avi away from Kirstie, his instincts arguing with him relentlessly. To distract himself, Avi offered to drive. Mitch sat on Scott's lap, and hugged him as tight as he could. Rather than assessing Scott's injuries visually, he closed his eyes to feel each individual injury as it surged through his veins. The others in the car were so tired, that no one said a word for almost ten minutes. Finally Travis turned in his seat beside Avi, to look behind Avi's seat. "Alex... Are you okay?" Alex took a deep breath, and after some consideration, he smiled and nodded. "Yes, Sir. Thank you." Travis gave him a quick once over, hoping not to make him uncomfortable. "Your arm looks swollen. Does it hurt?" Alex looked down, as if he hadn't noticed it. "Not really... It's a little numb." Avi glanced over at Travis. "I saw you get hurt too... Was it your shoulder, or..?" Scott scoffed at them. "Good luck with that." Travis disregarded him, and poked his shoulder a little bit. "I think it's the rotator cuff, or whatever it's called. Probably torn. It's not a huge deal." Alex frowned at him. "I'm sorry, Alpha. I'm sure that hurts a lot..." Avi had already moved on, briefly glancing at Scott in the rear view mirror. "I'm almost afraid to ask, Rookie..." Scott didn't look at him. "I can't feel anything... I'm not totally sure what's broken and what isn't. Give me a few more minutes to let the adrenaline calm down." Avi just moved on again. "Mitchell, talk to me." Mitch kept his eyes closed. "I think a few of his fingers are broken. He has a really bad cut on his forehead. He's going to be really sore tomorrow, because his muscles aren't happy. Also he might have a few hurt ribs." "Thank you. Alexander?" Alex was scanning his own body, as he wasn't totally sure either. "I.. I'm sorry, Sir... I'm not... I don't know. I feel okay, so. Hopefully nothing horrible." Travis turned in his seat again. "Okay... Not that I'm not grateful for you.. But God, Alex... What were you thinking? Running into the middle of a huge fight like that." Alex's posture sagged a little. "I'm sorry, Alpha... I just wanted to help... Mitchie always told me to stand up for myself, and... I saw that you guys needed help, and I figured... As much time I've spent exercising, why not put it to use?" Mitch opened his eyes, just to smile at his fellow Omega. "That was really brave of you, babe." Alex grinned at him. "You think so?" "I really, really do." Travis shook his head slowly. "As much as I agree... Alex, that was very irresponsible. Your strength is incomparable to that of an Alpha. You could've been killed." He held up a hand. "Though, you obviously weren't, so thank you. That's all I'm saying." Avi glanced over at Travis once, and then back to the road. "How weird... You just said everything I usually say. I feel a lot better now." Alex giggled at him, and turned to smile at Mitch, who was still unmoving on Scott's lap. "Mitchie?" Mitch peeked up at him, and then closed his eyes again, tucking his head back into Scott's neck. "What?" "Are you okay?" "Of course I am. I'm not the one who took on a group of Alphas today." "But you were still involved, kind of..." Mitch opened his eyes again, knowing Alex wasn't going to drop it until he knew Mitch was happy. "Allie, I promise that I'm okay." Alex grinned widely, and nodded. "Good. I'm really happy to hear that." Mitch kept one arm wrapped around Scott's waist, and reached the other toward Alex. Alex only hesitated for a second, and then gently grabbed Mitch's hand with a smile. "Are you okay, Allie? I mean... Really?" "I am." Mitch opened his eyes again suddenly, and frowned. "Now that I think about it... Did Jake even speak to you before we left? I don't think he bothered to even ask if you were okay." "I don't know. I understand that he was busy with Kirstie... I wasn't his first concern at the time, that's all." Mitch rolled his eyes and looked out toward the front of the car. "How rude." Avi turned into the urgent care, and parked the car, before turning to look at everyone behind him. "You guys aren't hurt bad enough that you can't walk, right?" Scott met his eyes. "You were the one limping, Alpha." Alex opened his door, and then tried to meet Avi's eyes as well. "Do you need help?"