" Chapter 42 "( You Wear Your Heart On My Sleeve )

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( 1st Video:Snow Patrol - I Wear Your Heart on My Sleeve (Best Quality Available )

( 1st Video:Snow Patrol - I Wear Your Heart on My Sleeve (Best Quality Available )

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< Christopher Thomas ( Stiles ) Corvinus before suffering his accident and as described by Ellie Martin near the end of the chapter >

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< Christopher Thomas ( Stiles ) Corvinus before suffering his accident and as described by Ellie Martin near the end of the chapter >

( Elizabeth ( Ellie ) Grace Martin POV
( Time: 5 Days Later )
( Location: Portland, Oregon )

I woke up suddenly as a couple of nurses and a doctor made their way into Thomas room, this had been going on for a while medical personnel coming in and from his room, this had been going on for several days now. I was never letting Thomas leave my sight again, every time I did so he ended up getting hurt or on the brink of death, as I tried to get comfortable on the cushioned chairs, let's just day that this was a private hospital the medical staff consisted of medics and nurses who knew various members of The Hunter Families, The Argent Family was the most noticeable of the list. I still had nightmares about the state we've found Thomas in, bleeding, almost completely dried out and void of blood and his stomach cut wide opened several of his internal organs had been scattered out of his stomach, his intestines hanging to one of his body sides, the inside of his body had started rotting and the stench and smell of a corpse in advanced state of decomposition had made me and several of the other hunters gag and a few included me had vomited. Ignoring everything else I've approached his body in a hurry and kneeled at his side as I went against his nature and slowly and methodically using some of my healing magical special powers I had managed to clean out most of his body skin, tissue, muscle and bone infection, also I've gently made his organs fall in and accommodate himself inside him, trying to mend the bursted guts and some of his intestines too. Afterwards I tried to mend his broken bones and clean off his organs as much as I could from dirt and mud that had caked on them, finally I've somewhat managed to sewn his stomach close again, all the magic expenditure had left me exhausted but it had been enough for us to load Thomas on a stretcher and unto a helicopter. As several manned by Hunters helicopter did a perimetrical sweep of the terrain and now empty compound I called the nearest hospital and made the proper arrangements for them to prepare to receive Thomas, the ride from the mountainous parts of the forrest near the borders of Portland to the hospital was a short one due to the fact that we were going to high flying velocities. A few days ago after Allison's birth I had felt an empty hollowed sensations on my chest and following my feminine protective instincts immediately explaining the situation to Matt and Allison and congratulating them both for being parents, they had told me to go to Thomas and they sent me their best wishes and Matt even said that if we needed him that we shouldn't hesitate to call him and he would come to our aid. The Argent Family had quickly dispatched an assault force to accompany me here to Portland, Hunters were fiercely loyal and protective when it came to protecting one of their own, that and the fact that Thomas had basically helped create the Argent Family having fought side by side with The Maid Of Gevaudan and as Kayden Argent died on Thomas arms after their encounter with The Beast Of Gevaudan, that pretty much solidified the fierce loyalty and respect Allison's family had towards Thomas Corvinus.

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