Hell's Angel: Devil's Backbone (BK 2)

Two Steps Back

Dani's POV
(Nightwing27th)

I woke to the sound of footsteps. Some one's in the house. I was sitting on the couch, the world's worst bandage on my shoulder. Chase's head lay on my lap. I looked down at him, panic started to rise in me as I tried to get my bearings. He was still asleep. I hear something slam downstairs and jump. My right hand tightens on my gun as the footsteps get closer. I point it at the top of the stairs.

"Chase!" I hear Alison's voice, frantic. I sigh with relief and lower the gun. "Dani!" I hear her thud up the stairs. She appeared at the top a few seconds later. She stopped, nearly toppling forward. She gapped at the room, covering her mouth. She snapped out of it and walked up to us. She stepped into a ray of sunlight coming in the window and I was able to get a better look at her.

She had a bandage on her right shoulder. Blood stained the surrounding skin. Concern instantly flooded me. "Alison," I croaked. I swallowed hard as she got down to Chase's level. "What happened to you?" She looked slightly like a deer in headlights. Whatever happened was still very fresh in her mind.

"The...man who took out the Irish. He came for Grotto."

"Where's Grotto, now? And Karen?"

"They're fine, they got away."

"And the guy?" I asked. She shook her head, looking back down at Chase. I sighed. What is going on? She glanced to the right and saw the gun in my hand, resting on Chase. She looked up at me, seeming to have a revelation. "Are you okay?" She sat on the couch next to me, ignoring the question.

Her left hand went to my shoulder. We got it sewn shut, but the only bandage we had the energy for was a towel and duct tape. "Did he shoot you?" I said seriously. She froze and looked me in the eyes. I could tell she wasn't sure. I nodded and she went back to work. I helped her remove the towel and duct tape.

She got out her med bag and then gave me a proper bandage. "Are you sure you don't know who the guy was that broke in?"

She shook her head. "Doesn't ring a bell," she said simply. "What happened?"

"I came to get Chase, he showed up shortly after. He attacked me, first. He barely said a word." I paused and thought. "He shot me and then left. But not before I shot him."

"You did? With what?"

"Cross bow."

She nodded. "Did Chase see?"

"No. He waited till Chase was out of site. We both did," I replied. She nodded and then walked away. She came back a little while later with a plain grey t-shirt. I slithered my way out from under Chase and stood. I took the shirt from her as we heard someone bang on the door downstairs. We both jumped and looked at the stairwell.

I picked up my gun and then started downstairs. I heard Alison right behind me. I got to the base of the stairs and could make out Foggy through the door to the café. I sighed and then stepped to the side. Alison rushed past me and to the door. She opened it and let him in. He looked frantic and in a rush.

Alison closed the door, locking it behind him. He glanced at her and then locked onto me. "What happened to you guys?" he asked in shock.

"I was at the hospital when it was...attacked," Alison said. He looked back at me.

"Long story," I sighed. "What's wrong?"

He stared a second longer and then shook his head. "Have either of you heard from Matt?" My eyes widened. Oh my goodness. Matt was out there alone last night. I should've met him at the hospital when what's his face attacked. I was inwardly starting to panic, as Alison shook her head.