Chapter 248
Cassie
“You’ve been so quiet Cassie. Even when I said you looked beautiful tonight you barely even noticed.” Ian patted my hand which he had drawn through the crook of his arm.
I barely glanced at him. “Actually you said I looked fuckable, which I didn’t think deserved an answer.” I retorted.
His chuckle filled the air around me. “So you were listening to me and not moping around thinking about whatever happened on the phone between you and you know who last night?”
My lips thinned. “Nothing happened last night.” I snapped and instantly regretted it as his eyes crinkled.
“Oh I got that the moment you came down for breakfast this morning Cassie. You were in a foul mood. Maybe if you had taken my advice then you would have-“
He was joking, I knew that. But I let a growl trickle from my lips anyway. Which of course only made him laugh harder.
“It wasn’t like that.” I snapped but I bit back the growl. “I mean it was almost like that but then he got all jealous and started with the same crap-“
Ian’s eyes flashed. “He got jealous of what?” Realisation darkened his eyes. “Me.” He answered his own question. “I see.” Again he patted my hand. “Well that’s his loss and-“
The front of the theatre exploded in front of us, showering us with broken glass and deadly splinters of wood and brick.
Ian moved quicker than light. Curling his much bigger body over mine just before the glass hit us. He smashed me into the floor. His arms wrapped around me in an attempt to break the fall.
The breath left my body in a whoosh and I couldn't seem to get it. My ears rang so at first I couldn’t hear anything he was saying. Blearily I stared at him hovering above me. The left side of his face was a mask of blood thanks to a nasty gash that opened up his skin from temple to jaw.
I reached up for it with trembling fingers and he caught my hand and shook his head. His lips moved as he said something but I couldn’t hear anything but ringing.
“Let me-“ I knew I had spoken but I couldn’t hear my own voice.
Again Ian shook his head. Then loosening his grip on my hand he jumped back to his. Reaching down to help me climb to mine.
I was no where near as graceful as he was but still somehow managed it even with my back bruised and aching and my head spinning. Leaning on him heavily I turned to the theatre and wanted to throw up.
The whole front of the building was nothing more than rubble.
Ian tapped me, drawing my attention back to him. Slowly he pointed at his own chest and then into the smoking burning building.
I nodded. He wanted to go in and help. And so did I. I could see a slow trickle of the walking wounded begin to materialise. More than one limping adult either led or carried children from the beginning.
Ian shook his head , his lips forming the words I didn’t need to hear to understand. “No.”
My hearing came back with a pop and I grimaced at his shout.
“Stop shouting.” I winced back at my own yelled words.
“It’s not safe in there for you.” He said.
“Then it’s not safe for you either. I can help.”
He turned to me, his hands coming down on my shoulders. “I know you can Cassie and that’s why you are needed out here. You’re a doctor and these people need help. The emergency services won’t be here for a while yet. Stay outside.” He lowered his head and kissed my glass littered hair. “Set up a triage or whatever you call it and please.” He winked. “Don’t do anything stupid,”
Letting out a sigh I forced myself to nod. He was right just like always. I was more useful out here then in there.
“You don’t do anything stupid.” I called out to his retreating back. “Don’t you dare die Ian.”
Throwing a look over his shoulder just as he was about to disappear Ian laughed. “I’ll try not to.”
For a second into the black smoking hole in the wall where he had disappeared and then profession Cassie took over.
Turning in a circle I surveyed the scene quickly. I’d worked accident and emergency. I knew what I had to do.
I went into autopilot, barking orders and I moved the walking wounded to one side and went to work on the more seriously hurt.
There were more than a few of those. Bones broken and skin burnt or split wide and there was nothing I could do for them really because I had no supplies. All I could do was try and organise them as best I could until paramedics arrived. I tried to make them comfortable , I tried to save lives but I knew that people were going to die anyway.
Scarlett appeared, her face and hair sooty. Thick tear tracks lined her face and instantly I knew why. There was a small body in her arms.
The limp motionless body of a little girl, already in her little costume.
Scarlett hesitated for a second, looking around wildly. Completely dazed. The building behind her groaned.
It was going to come down, I realised. The whole building was going to come crashing down on them all.
“Get clear.” I launched myself into the rubble. “Get clear Scarlett.” Rushing forward I barely felt the pinch of the brick and glass against the bottom of my feet. All I could feel was panic.
Panic that Ian was still inside that building, panic that so many other people were.
I couldn’t think of anything else but getting them out before the whole building came down.
Ian appeared , pushing five little children in front of him roughly. For a second he paused and looked up. His eyes widening in shock.
And then the rumbling started.
“Ian-“
“No,” a strong arm caught me around the waist and twisted me away. Lifting me off my feet and away as the building came down on top of Ian’s head.
“Get the fuck off me,you brute. You had no right to stop me” Kicking myself free I glared up into Julian’s grim face.
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