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The bumpy car ride back to the docks was one filled with worry and regret. "Oh god, why did I agree to do this.." Y/n muttered, staring down at Blue's face twisted with worry in his raptor form. "Y/n, it'll be okay. We didn't know what they planned on doing, so it's not our fault." Zia comforted. 


"He..uh.." Zia trailed off, pointing at the raptor beside Y/n. "Blue." Y/n confirmed. "Yea, Blue. I can only treat his wound with luck, so we'll most likely need more blood for a transfusion." Zia explained, earning a nod from Y/n. "Alright.." She remarked. "But, I am worried about him." Zia spoke carefully, gesturing toward Delta who snored silently. 


Y/n furrowed her both of her brows. "Why? Was the sedative too much?" She asked in worry, to which Zia shrugged a bit. "I mean-yea. But, I have some sort of antidote in my case that can dial down the effects or the fatal part of it. What I am worried about is how he'll be when he wakes up.." She spoke, staring down at Delta. 


Y/n nodded in agreement. "Yea, I'm not so sure he'll want me to be there when he does wake up either." Just then, a small animal-like groan makes Y/n rush to Blue's side. Although he was still some-what unconscious, Blue's eyes opened to a small peek; them glazed over by the tiredness from the recent events. Y/n dragged her fingers along his scaly raptor skin. "You'll be okay, Blue. Just don't die." 

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Once getting out of the car, two men each restrained Y/n and Zia while they tried taking them to the same truck Blue and Delta were going in. Looking back, Y/n could see one of the guards pointing their gun at Blue while he was only asleep. "Hey, knock that shit off! You have it pointed right at his head!" She demanded, earning a shove from one of the men next to her. 


Soon enough, the two were shoved into the back roughly, followed by Blue and Delta being rolled in on two tables. Wheatley stepped in at the doorway. "Remember; one dies, you both die." He reminded before closing the cloth that had covered the entire back of the truck. "Asshole." Zia whispered. 


Just then a loud human groan could be heard, causing the two girls to look down at Blue's, pained, human face. He grit his teeth in agony, whimpering at the dun wound in his hip. "Holy shit." Zia muttered in shock, since it was her first time seeing Blue's human form. "I know you told me what they looked like, but wo-" "Knock it off." Y/n demanded, taking a clean towel from Zia's bag and immediately putting pressure on his wound, making Blue cry out in pain; which resulted in Y/n quickly placing her hand over his mouth. 


"If you want to stay being a human, try not making noises like that." Y/n ordered, issuing Blue to finally wake up. He peered through his pale eye lids at Y/n, only keeping silent to admire her. "Zia, uncuff him." Y/n instructed. Without question, the dark haired girl reached for the cuffs buckling him down to the table, releasing him so he was free. "Should I do his, or.." 


"No." "I wouldn't." Y/n and Blue said at the same time, making them look at each other in surprise. Zia pursed her lips together and nodded. "Point taken and understood." 


While Zia reached for bandages and alcohol, Blue continued staring up at Y/n. "You look different." He said softly, slightly wincing from his injury. For the second time that day, Y/n admired the boy herself. "So do you." 


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After about 30 minutes of Blue whimpering and Zia and Y/n's desperate efforts to treat his wound, Owen, Claire, and Frank come in through the clothed door. "Oh my god you guys are life-" Zia immediately praised, but stopped herself when Owen shushed her. 


Owen stepped up next to Y/n, looking down at the blue haired boy and his wound. "Look what they've done to him." He muttered as Y/n looked up at him. "Who are these assholes?" She questioned in a whisper. "Traffickers. And they're not taking them to a sanctuary, they're gonna sell them." Owen explained, making Blue jerk in his spot on the table. "What?" He almost spat, but moaned and quickly laid down from the dizziness. 


"Well not for Blue and Delta. They talked about needing them for something else." Y/n intruded. "Like what?" Claire asked in disbelief. Y/n shook her head. "I have no idea, but he's hemorrhaging and Zia doesn't have the tools to treat his wound." She stated as Zia gestured for Claire to come over and be the one to place pressure on Blue's wound. The act made Blue cry out in pain, trying to keep his hand away from his injured hip. 


"Hey hey, shh." Y/n comforted the boy, her hand placed under his head so he didn't bang it on the table. "Listen, I can't take the bullet out without a transfusion with another animal. Which one of you knows how to find a vein?" Zia questioned, to which Claire piped up. "Oh, I did a blood drive for the red cross." "Great!" Zia replied, packing up a few things before looking over at Frank. 

"Frank, take over for Claire." She ordered. The boy immediately shook his head. "No no no-" "Frank. Now." Zia demanded, earning a whine from him as he walked over and put his hand where Claire's were. 


Owen and Claire listened to Zia's instructions to get blood from the T-Rex for the transfusion, nodding stiffly at her order. Y/n rushed over to the two before they left. "If he ends up waking up, try telling him that you know he can turn human-or whatever. And that it's from someone he knows and we'll pay him back somehow." Y/n added, earning a nod from Owen. "Alright, see you soon." He bid, walking out of the truck with Claire. 


Y/n turned around, sighing a bit in relief. "Uh, Y/n?" Zia asked, making the girl turn over to her. Zia looked at Y/n in terror, gesturing over to Delta who shifted awake. "Oh, god." Y/n said, breathlessly. 


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