Flying High (Terrorknuckle) (Superhero AU)

Chapt. 13

Terroriser POV
     I caught Brock's body as he fell forward on me.  Brock looked like he hadn't slept in his whole life and I got worried for him instantly when I opened my eyes.  How could I let Brock do this to himself.  What was I thinking going towards Brock when I knew that his power wasn't in control.  Brock had saved me but to what cost he was now passed out in my arms. 
     "We need to get him to the medical room," Craig offered.  I nodded and stood with him still in my arms.  We ran inside and to the medical room where I laid him on the table and let Nogla, the best at medical stuff, look at him.  I walked to the living room and sat with the rest of the guys to wait for Brock's diagnosis.  After sitting there for what felt like decades in silence Nogla finally came in the room with an unreadable look on his face. 
     "What can you tell us about him?" Evan asked right before I did. 
     "Well from what I can see is that he has drained all of his energy and his body has slowed down to rest," Nogla responded. 
     "What does that entirely mean?" I asked not understanding what all this meant. 
     "What it means is his body put himself in a coma to rest and get his energy and power back."
     "How long will it take until he wakes up?"
     "There is really no telling on how long it will take for him to wake up.  His body will awake when it thinks it has its energy and power levels back up." I slumped in my seat not wanting to wait for Brock to get of his coma. 
     "Why did his pyrokinesis even go off he wasn't aggravated or angry?" I grumbled. 
      "Remember the serum how it makes you lose control of your Powers for a little bit of time.  His was the pyrokinesis that went out of control," Evan answered.  I leaned back in the seat and closed my eyes.  It will be difficult for me to sleep with Brock in danger like this, but I still needed sleep.  I wasn't going to be able to fall asleep that night nor the next the few nights.