Born of Chaos and Grace

Chapter Ten: Expose - Part I

Her body is cold against his and her head lolls back in his arms, chest fluttering with slowing breaths, eyes closed and dead to the world. He push his legs as fast as they can go, needing to get back to the motel at any cost, all while murmuring encouraging words to her deaf ears. 

When he had first picked her up, her pulse was barely there, just a weak thump underneath her skin, and now he no longer feels the gentle beat. Horrible thoughts about losing her – for good this time – run through his head as they feeling of being too late washes over him.

Bursting through the motel door, he places her limp body on the bed closest to the door, not wasting any time as he pulls his phone out and dials the number he needs.

His gaze focuses on the dying woman on the bed, hand running anxiously through his hair, and he almost releases a cry of desperation, but someone picks up the phone.

"Dean?" Jamie's voice carries through, calm and a bit confused, but it does wonders to ease Dean's fear of possibly losing Laine. He may have a shot to save her now.

"Laine got attacked by the Lamia. She got injected with poison and she's..." For some reason, he can't seem to push the words out of his mouth. Why can't he say those simple words? It's as if his mind believes that if he gives life to those thoughts, they may actually become a reality.

"Calm down, boy. It's gonna be okay. We'll get her patched up. Just take a deep breath and listen."

He does as he's told and sucks in a large breath, holds it for a few seconds, and then releases it back out. It doesn't do much to calm his racing thoughts, but it does settle his pulse and stop the shake of his hands.

"We thought this might happen, so we found a way to counteract the poison," Jamie says.

Dean casts a glance over to Laine, half of her face bloodied from being pressed against the concrete and the other half is pale and still, the colour already drained from her cheeks. She looks so lifeless now. He takes another deep breath to steady himself and looks away from her, focusing entirely on Jamie.

"Just tell me what to do."

After a few instructions from Jamie, he puts the phone onto speaker and gets to work on blending up the concoction needed to expel the toxin from her body. Apparently, the mixture used to stun the Lamia can also be used to counteract the poison, at least according to the lore, but if it isn't removed within minutes of being injected, then the victim will die.

"You don't have much time, boy, and you only get one shot, so make it count."

Dean nods even though Jamie can't see it, and with a final stir of the mixture, he makes his way towards the bed, grabbing a knife and a syringe out of his bag on the way there.

"Where was she injected?"

Setting the instruments down, he does a quick inspections of Laine's cold body, ignoring the lack of pulse as his hands search. He soon finds a small opening on the back of her neck. The skin around the spot is inflamed and red with black veins sprouting outwards and down her spine, distorting the white birth mark that decorates the base of her neck.

"Back of the neck," Dean says, voice emotionless.

"Okay, you gotta cut the wound open more and try and suck out as much poison as you can before you inject her with the mixture."

Dean rolls Laine onto her side, allowing him clear access to her neck, and takes the pocket knife to cut the open the festering wound. A clear liquid seeps out of the incision, and with a few good squeezes to the wound, the substance is pushed out and the veins surrounding the hole slowly start to recede.