Bittersweet

Chapter 2

Alex was awoken by the sound of someone knocking on the door. It was still middle of the night. Probably about 2 or 3 in the morning. It was still raining. Alex got off the bed and headed for the door. "Worick and Nicolas probably came back from work." she tought.
She opened the door and in front of her stood Worick and he held Nicolas by his side. "Hi, Al-chan sorry for waking you, but I couldn't carry Nicolas anymore. Could you give me a hand?"
She held Nicolas on her right side and Worick held him on his left. She put his hand over her shoulder and helped them get in. They came to the couch where she slept and lowered Nicolas on it. She noticed a few wounds on Nicolas's face and bandages on his left leg.
"What happened?" Worick looked at her with a smile on his face.
"You know that big job we had to do today? In this job twilights were included. We were in charge of getting rid of some of them who were making trouble."
He began to take off his wet shirt that had some blood on it. He threw it in the trash. "While doing the job, two more powerful twilights appeared. Nicolas took them down, but they hurt him pretty bad. We were at Dr. Theo's and Nina took care of his wounds so he is fine now."
Alex looked at Nicolas again, he looked tired and like he was in pain.
"Can you help me remove these wet clothes off of him? Only thing I need right now is him catching a cold." he began to remove Nicolas's shoes.
She came closer and started pulling off his jacket. The shirt under his jacket was dirty with blood.Worick went to his room to take some dry clothes.
"Nicolas, can you sit up? I can't get your jacket off like this."
Nicolas looked at her with tired eyes and began to slowly sit up with a painful sigh. She held his elbow and put her hand on his back to help him up. She managed to take his jacket off and started to unbutton his shirt. He had several more bandages around the waist that were a bit bloody.
Worick returned to the room with some new clothes. When they changed Nicolas into dry clothes, they carried him in his room.
"I'm sorry I didn't even ask you. How was your day?" Worick asked with a smile on his face as he dried his hair with a towel.
"Fine, thanks for asking."
"I'm going to sleep. You should too. God, I'm tired! Good night and sweet dream."
"Good night."
Worick then went to bed. Alex went to go get a glass of water and she went back to bed. She laid on the couch and put her head in her pillow. It smelled on some familiar scent that she had already smelled somewhere before. A nice and pleasant smell...
It was Nicolas.