Act 4- Part 7

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 ( Lynn's P.O.V.)

" No fucking way," Drake said.  " You can't be a Normal then. You would have died from a fall that height."

" Hope your not afraid of needles." Theo said as he got out a blood collecting kit.

" The only person I'm afraid for is the other Hunter." Worick said.

" And why's that?" Drake asked him.

 " Because when she figures out what went down, she's gonna hunt them down, and it's not gonna be pretty." Nikki said from the back. 

" Sure as hell sounds like her to me." Nat said. 

" I smell Destroyers!" Trix said from upstairs. " Hey, Theo, you have any rubber bullet's!?"

" Who on Earth would you thank I am?" Theo asked her as he jabbed Worick with a needle. " Do I look like I make them secretly?"

" You make Celebrer secretly."

" You caught me. They're under the floorboard your standing under. You should have asked to be a detective."

" Nah. I'm too much of a criminal."

" You almost done?" Worick crocked. " I feel like I'm about to pass out." 

" Go ahead, it will not delay me in the slightest. Do you not trust me?"

" Not in the slightest."

" You and me both," Drake said. " Last time I let him treat me, he about killed me."

" Seriously?" Nikki wheezed as Nat sat him down on of the chairs that was on the left side of the bed that was on the right of the bed that Worick was on. " The hell are we here then?"

" Because he's the only Doctor in town," I said. " And we have to deal with it if we want to be treated."

" That's a good way at looking at it, I suppose."

I could hear Trixi loading her gun from upstairs.

" Anti-Twilight Faction's on its way," I said. " Hope your girl have good eyes." 

" Which one is it? Destroyer or the Faction?" Nat asked. 

" I must be smelling one nearby. Faction's closer" 

" I wouldn't trust anyone else behind that gun," Theo said as he took the needle out of Worick's arm. " I will be back with our results."

" Anyone heard from Nicolas?" Worick asked.

" No," Nina said. " Want me to call and check up on him?"

" That would be a good idea," Worick said before he closed his eyes. " He's probably knee-deep in shit by now."

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