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North raised a brow. “Am I the medic, or you?”
I pressed my hand to Marc’s sturdy forearm. “It’s okay. It’s nothing compared to when I broke my arm when I was ten.”
“I remember that,” Jameson said. “A bunch of us were at the creek swimming. You did a wild jump off the rope swing?—”
“And misjudged and hit the bank. Man, that hurt.” The bone had broken the skin. “Uncle Marcus carried me back to town.” I looked at Marc. “Your mom fixed me up.”
“She’s good at that.”
“Well, you’ll have to make do with me.” The handsome lines of North’s face shifted and he frowned. “Shit, it looks like you’ve got an infection already. The monster claws must have had something nasty on them. I need to give you a dose of nano-meds.”
I grimaced. “Nano-meds make me a bit loopy.”
“Some people have that reaction, but as long as it’s not an adverse one, we have to do it.”
My nose wrinkled. “No, I just lose my filter.”
Marc tugged on my hair. “I didn’t know you had one.”
North grinned.
“Ha ha,” I said.
North held the injector to my neck. “This should be fun.”
I felt a quick sting.
“Just relax.” Marc’s deep voice rumbled in my ear.
North monitored the screen on his tablet, and I knew the tiny medical machines were zipping through my veins. They’d rush to kill the bad stuff and repair any injuries.
I watched Jameson, Jess, Kai, and Zeke circling the area. Keeping us safe.
I really couldn’t wait to get out of there.
“Colbie?”
I glanced up at Marc and did a slow blink. God, I loved his face. “Oh, I’m fine.” Liquid heat moved through my veins. “Morethan fine.” I tipped my head back. “You’re fine, too.”
His lips quirked. “Ah, I see you do have a reaction.”
“Told you.” I closed my eyes and started humming.
North rose. “Her vitals are steady. She should be okay to move shortly, but she needs to stay off that leg for a bit longer.”
Marc nodded. “I’ll carry her.”
Jameson jerked his chin up, scanning the trees. “Gavin isn’t far away. He said he’s found a clearing a few klicks from here that will make a good landing spot.”
“Gavin’s here,” I said. “He’s a good pilot. Not as good as me, of course, but good.”
Marc snorted.
Jameson was fighting a smile. “Only downside of the pick-up point is that it’s up the hill.”
North groaned. “Of course it’s uphill.”
“There’ll be more monsters,” Jess added.
