Please Don't Leave Me Behind Again (Completed)

Chapter Thirty

Wow, your responses were amazing. I'm glad to finally put everyone out of their misery and allow the boys to learn about what has been happening to Sang. I dragged it out for different reasons but hopefully I didn't drag it out too far. Anyways I hope you enjoy Owen's POV. I enjoyed writing it and as always comment and let me know your thoughts and what you hope happens or think will happen.

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**| Owen's POV |**

Sean was going on about all the fun he was having with the duct tape he bought that had a spinal cord design on it as we walked into the office we commandeered at the school. I tuned him out, my thoughts turning to my very much distracted team. To think Miss Sang Sorenson has already got my brothers preoccupied with her instead of the Ashley Waters mission.

My phone sent out a shock, surprising me, and not a moment later, Sean stiffened. We both pulled our phones out, aware that we were just redlined and that our team should all be in the school right now.

Did another fight break out? But Sean was redlined too. Someone was hurt.

"Report," I barked, turning around to go back out of the room and to wherever I needed to be.

"Cupcake just passed out," Luke said. I could hear swearing in the background, no doubt it being from North.

Sean was on the other phone. "Did she hit her head?" A pause but I could hear North's rumbling voice through Luke's phone. "Good. Bring her to the nurse's. We will meet you there."

"Go with Mr. Taylor Jr. to the office," I told Luke. I hung up and shared a look with Sean.

What did Miss Sorenson hide from us now?

It only took us a couple of minutes to get to the nurse's office. Sean turned on his charm and dismissed the current nurse, letting her take a well-deserved break. Mrs. Rosel currently worked two jobs to pay for her husband's medical fees and to get by. She looked more exhausted than Sean who was always pulling double or triple shifts. Sometimes, he wouldn't leave the hospital for a week, at least until Dr. Roberts figured out he was overworking himself again.

I may have let it slip to Dr. Roberts what Sean was up to a few times. He was my brother. He didn't need to work himself into an early grave.

Sean was already pulling out supplies he thought he might need. A few moments later, North burst through the door with Miss Sorenson in his arms. I looked down at the girl who was currently stealing the hearts of my brothers.

Her normally pale skin was pasty, her cheeks flushed. Her breathing was unstable as she struggled to take deep breaths. Dark circles painted the skin underneath her eyes.

She looked so small and fragile in North's bulky arms and memories of my mother's broken body flashed through my mind. I pushed the memories away and focused on the present. Miss Sang Sorenson was not going to be like my mother.

"Put her down on the bed," Sean said, slipping into doctor mode.

North laid her down gently before turning around to face me. My eyes narrowed on a stain on his uniform and then looked at his hands. Red.

"Mr. Taylor Jr., is that blood?" I asked.

He blinked at me, confused to what I was referring to. He looked down at his coat and then his hands. He flinched, his face paling as he glanced at Miss Sorenson.

Sean looked at the blood on North's hands and swore.

"North, clean yourself up. Luke, help me turn her. We need to see where this blood is coming from. That looks like too much."