AETHER ~ UMBRELLA ACADEMY

1.09

Changes

No one said anything the entire car trip back, Mila trying to fit in the front of the car next to Five in the driver's seat so they could get Allison to lie flat. Her head was resting on Lillith’s lap, her hand not leaving Allison’s face, still providing her the oxygen she needed, all while Diego was rubbing his thumb over Lillith’s other hand, trying to calm her down. 

Lillith looked over at Luther every other second, his face barely changing from concern staring at the woman on his lap.

Once they arrived outside of the Academy everyone ran out of the car, Luther picking Allison up bridal style and beginning to run towards the door.

“Come on! Let’s go!” Five called out to them, slamming the door behind him.

“I don't think she’s breathing,” Luther replied panicked, so Lillith instantly ran back next to him to try and give her oxygen again. 

Lillith caught her breath reaching her arm up while keeping the same pace as Luther, which was very difficult to say as he had significantly  larger strides.

“Luther we just need to run upstairs so Grace can try to save her, hurry!” Lillith told him, moving her hand back to give Luther less of a set back in racing her through the house.

They sprinted as fast as they all could, meeting Grace in the room as the taller man placed the woman down on the table. 

Grace placed her hand around Allison’s neck, “She’s suffered a severe laceration to her larynx. One of you will need to give blood.”

“I will,” all of them suggested at the same time.

“Lillith, you need to keep giving her oxygen, so you can’t do it,” Grace told her, and the woman quickly ran to the top of the bed, placing her hands back over Allison’s mouth again.

“I’m doing it,” Luther told all of them.

Pogo turned to him, “I’m afraid that’s not possible, dear boy. Your blood is more compatible with mine.”

The two women– conscious women tried to hold their laughter, but Luther glared at them.

“Luther I know this is a bad situation for you but if you glare at them again I’ll let you join Allison on that bed,” Five threatened, getting in his face.

Klaus’ eyes widened, “Hey, don't sweat it. I– I got this, big guy. I love needles.” He slapped his arm.

“Master Klaus. Your blood is. . . How shall I say this?” Pogo started.

“Contaminated with drugs?” Mila deadpanned, causing Pogo to smile at her. She quickly turned to Lillith, “Oh my God the cool monkey looked at me.”

“Move,” Diego pushed them aside, which Luther agreed with, “I’ll do it.”

Lillith looked at him, “Diego, darling, are you sure this is a good idea, you can’t look at. . .” 

And before she could even finish her sentence, he saw the needle and fainted almost immediately.

“Needles,” she finished.

“Stick him,” Pogo said, looking at the unconscious man on the floor. 

~~~~~

Mila had practically pushed Lillith into the bathroom with a new set of clothes and a towel before walking out of the room and going into the living room to wait for her and talk to everyone else.

It wasn't until she looked in the mirror when she noticed her state. Covered in blood and tears running down her face had caused her face to be red.

After showering and putting new clothes on, some cargo jeans where she could put her phone in it and a plain black top, she ran down the stairs and into the living room.