Chapter Thrity-Six-All We Can Do

Chapter Thirty-Six
All We Can Do

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"This is bad."

"Naw, you think?"

"Will you two stop bickering! I swear I'll scream!" Audrey slapped her boyfriend as Melanie chorused her movement to slap Phillip.

"Hey!" the boys screeched, rubbing their heads.

"Oh, I'm sorry, we're just...oh, you're driving me mad," Melanie sighed, wrapping her arms around her fiance. Phillip kissed every finger on her hands and kissed the knuckles and the palm until there was nothing left to kiss. He moved onto the other hand.

"A militia just seems...much," Audrey said.

"It's sounds illegal, too," Melanie said.

"It's necessary," Charlie said. "There's another army coming for her,and soon enough. Might as well get a good fight in. We can rally a good amount of soldiers."

"Not as many as they can. Charlie, it is illegal."

"Melly...we can handle this. You and I have gotten out of tighter messes than this, have we not?" Phillip sighed, and kissed Melanie's neck. She twitched and giggled.

"I don't know, guys. I'd feel like I was lying every time I faced the team-"

"It's protecting her, Melly," Charlie said, taking her hands. "Please."

Melanie looked away, so she didn't have to see the burning passion in her brother's eyes.

"Alright. We can fight-"

"You aren't fighting. We are. No women."

"Sexist!" Melanie spit, standing.

"I need you to stay here," Phillip said, wrapping his fiance in his arms,"we can't bare to loose any of you."

"O-okay...when do we do this?"

"We'll start tonight, alright?"

"Alright, boys. Let's find an army."

***

"Where did they go?"

"Do I look like a blonde's keeper?" Emily retorted to Penelope, who frowned.

Reid looked at the clock. "It is late. But Charlie and Phillip are both gone. I trust she's in safe hands."

Victoria blinked. "You do realize the two names you just listed, don't you doctor?"

Reid glared.
As if a scene out of a book, the door burst open.
"Clear the couch!"
Tommy and Charlie had their arms under Melly's dragging the unconscious girl to the couch and laying her there. Phillip came staggering behind. His nose was red, and blood was flowing from every mucus-membrane on his face. His eye was purple and swollen. He leaned on the wall for support.
"What happened?" Mammy asked.
Reid stared at the unconscious Melanie Wilkes. Her whole body had an odd purple tinge to it, and blood was coming out of her nose and mouth, and there were long gashes along her arms. Her face and hair had dirt in them, and the back of her ankle was cut open cleanly.
"Melly...we were...we were at this bar see? And this guy...well, he said some things-"
"He said he couldn't stand to be within ten inches of a witch lover," Charlie said, spitting. "Melanie of course sprang on the guy, who ended up saying she must be a witch too. Melanie's a spit fire, and a hell of a fighter-I should know. Girl gave me a few good black eyes growing up. But it didn't end well. Phillip and I got into it, and I told Tommy to take her home-"
"That girl was fighting till she lost so much blood she couldn't remain conscious. She took so many hits to the head-" Tommy made a disgusted face, and wiped the dirt from his cheek.
"Call a docta, Xylen! Now!"
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Spencer stared at Melanie cleaned up, and unconscious. She looked almost dead like that, not moving and so clean.
"There's honestly nothing wrong with her?"
"Not that I can tell," the doctor said to Charlie. "The bruising will go down slowly, and the cuts will heal. I do suspect the pain would be making her scream though. I can't understand how she's stayed asleep this whole time. Keep giving her the numbing medicine, but it won't do much good. What ever is numbing her now is doing worlds of good. She's so out of it, she can't even scream. Just let her lie there for a few days, she'll be fine."
Charlie stared pitifully as the doctor left.
"Now what?" Reid asked.
"Now," Charlie sighed,"all we can do is live."