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Rescue Pt7 (Ian/Damien)

 Damien finished packing clothes into a bag to take to the hospital for Ian. It had taken a while, but thankfully, Ian had been rescued, and more importantly, he was still alive! Damien went downstairs to the living room and sat on the couch, waiting for Shayne to pick him up so they could go get Ian; who hated hospitals and had signed himself out this morning against the Doctor's orders. While he waited, he sighed shakily, as he looked out the window and thought back to how they got to this point in time.

 Over the last three days, Damien, Shayne, and Grant split their time between the hospital, working on the case and painting the two walls; Ian wanted to help, but none of them would let him. Then this morning while all three were visiting him, Ian told them he was signing himself out of the hospital and nothing his Doctor or the three of them could say to stop him. So, Shayne had dropped Grant off at the station, before he dropped Damien off at their house to get some things for Ian, he had some running around to do before he returned to get Damien. His thoughts were interrupted by Shayne pulling into the driveway, smiling Damien stood, grabbed the bag, and left, locking the door behind him.

 "Hey, Shayne." Damien greeted him, as he got into the car. "Grant still at the station?"

 "Hey, D." Shayne replied smiling, as he pulled out of the driveway. "Yep, I told him we'd meet him there after we get Ian settled at home."

 "He make any progress with that license plate number off of the car your neighbor saw racing away from your place the night that bastard broke into our houses?" Damien asked hopefully.

 "Yeah, it was just a couple of punk kids out for some fun in daddy's car." Shayne answered sighing.

 "Damn, so we still have nothing?" Damien said frustrated.

 "Yep!" Shayne replied, just as frustrated.

 "Alright, once Ian's at home we'll go to the station and see if we can find anything useful from all the evidence we have already."

**With Ian**:

 Ian sat in his hospital bed, impatiently waiting for Damien and Shayne to come pick him up. He hated hospitals and had been forced to be here for the last three damn days after he had been seriously hurt. He had wanted to leave the first night, but of course, he wasn't allowed to, so he had stayed against his will. He wanted to return to work and find the twisted son-of-a-bitch who was setting off these bombs just for his own shits and giggles! He had already wasted three days because he was in the damn hospital, but he refused to do it any longer, they had a deadline, dammit! So, this morning, while his brothers and Grant had been with him at the hospital he told them, his Doctor, and Nurses that he was signing himself out. They all tried to change his mind, but he refused, so his Doctor signed him out against his orders. Now he was waiting for his brothers to return so he could get the hell out of here, he sighed as he stared out the window and thought about his brothers and the nightmare he went through when he was trapped in the school. His thoughts were interrupted by the door to his room opening and his brothers came in smiling; Shayne pushed a wheelchair and Damien carried Ian's bag.

 "You're back!" Ian said smiling. "Where's Grant?"

 "He's at the station." Damien answered, as he went to the bed and gave Ian the bag.

 "I can't wait to get out of here!" Ian stated, as he unzipped the bag and took out his clothes, before he without warning he took off his hospital gown.

 "Dammit, Ian, couldn't you have given me some kind of warning before you stripped?" Shayne said, as he quickly turned his back to them. "Not all of us in this room like to see you naked, dude!"