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Bleed, Patch, And Keep Moving	By : ElliotMacy Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > Crossovers Views: 650 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Hi there! A quick note before you move on please be warned that this a (very) mature story, which means there will be heavy language, alcohol, sex, drugs, and violence.

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Obviously There’s A More Serious Problem
Octavio stretched his arms out and sat up. He was wearing a tee shirt and shorts. Nothing special, just something he could run around in. He loved to run all the time. It was extremely hard for him to sit still. He was always so full of energy; it was just the way that he had always had been. He was just one big ball of energy.
Maybe that’s why Ajay Che complimented him so well. She was laid back and sometimes more realistic. She balanced some of his behaviors. She was just overall easy to get along with. That’s how she had always been to him. Ever since he met her they just fit so well together; kind of like puzzle pieces. Like perfect little pieces, or so he thought.
He looked around her apartment. It was clean, almost sterile, "Definitely Che's style of living." He felt a slight nudge underneath his right arm. He looked down and saw D.O.C. His emerald eyes lit up as he gave her a firm pat before she drifted away. He knew that Ajay probably wouldn’t in admit to it now, but a long time ago, in a moment of weakness, Ajay admitted to him that D.O.C. was indeed female; even though D.O.C. was a drone.
Octavio could vaguely remember how he got to her apartment last night. He rubbed his forehead for a moment as he tried to put together how he got to her apartment. He wondered how he even got into her apartment. "Did I break in? She wouldn't willingly let me in... Not after everything..." He never thought in a million years that she would have anything do with him but here he was, sitting on her apartment floor in front of her bedroom door. As he thought about it last night came rushing back to him.
He had left HQ with Elliot. It didn’t take long before they made it Elliot’s to apartment suite number 1111. “This place is huge Amigo!” Elliot smiled, “It fits my huge personality. Make yourself at home buddy. What do you want to drink?” Octavio followed Elliot over to the bar. “Vodka and Red Bull?” Elliot nodded, “Coming right up.” Octavio walked around the living as Elliot hopped behind the bar to prepare their drinks. Octavio raised an eyebrow, “Wild night?”
Elliot returned to Octavio with his drink in hand to find Octavio staring at a pair of black, lace panties laying on his floor.” Octavio gently disconnected the dialyzer on his belt, pulled his mask down under his chin, and began downing his drink. He could never just sip on alcohol. Elliot smiled and picked up the panties off of the floor. He rubbed the back of his neck and shoved the panties into his pocket. “It’s always a wild night with her.”
Octavio smiled as Elliot took his glass and refilled it almost immediately. “Is this how Legends get treated around here on Solace?” Octavio pushed his goggles up as he downed another drink. “Treated like what?” Anita and Renee strolled in. Octavio laughed. "Money, women, and sex!” Anita rolled her eyes, “Calm down killer and keep it in your pants. Don’t give us a bad reputation.” Elliot handed Renee some type of martini and Anita a bottle of whiskey. “Where’s Ajay?”
Octavio nearly choked on his drink but played it off as Anita looked at him and then back over to Elliot. She took a drink from the bottle of whiskey before answering. “The kid isn’t making it. Makoa is on a date. So it’s just us.” Elliot laughed, “Ajay? Miss a party?” Elliot handed Octavio another drink. Octavio couldn’t believe what he was hearing “Che is at a party?” Anita nodded, “That’s what I thought. I offered to walk her home but she said she would be fine.”
Anita was about half done with her bottle of whisky when she emptied her pockets and made her way into hot tub. Renee had somehow managed to sneak off into the hot tub by herself. As soon as Elliot left to take drink orders Octavio quickly searched through Anita’s phone until he found Ajay’s information and then her address. He used his own phone to take a picture of the information and quickly put Anita’s phone back together before Elliot returned.
Elliot shrugged, “Well I guess it’s just me, you, and the ladies tonight buddy.” Octavio placed a hand over his mouth and yawned. “Nah. You go ahead. I’m bored.” Elliot looked a little taken back “No one is ever bored at my parties.” Octavio made his way towards the front door. “I’m gonna head out.” Elliot waved at Octavio, “Yeah. Sure.” Octavio fumbled with the front door before he finally opened it and left; only to return to set his glass on the table next to the door and then leave again.
He had forgotten what it was like to be drunk but he didn’t care. It’s wasn't like he was black out drunk; at least he didn’t think he was. He ran all the way to Ajay’s apartment and didn’t make any stops along the way. When he got there he glanced at his phone to make sure that he had the right apartment number. He briefly notice that it was 2am. He began assaulting her door with his fist until she opened it.
“Yeah. That’s how I got here.” Octavio stood up and brushed his jet black hair out of his vision. He dusted off his clothing as he stood up, “Che?” He said softly through the door as he pulled his mask from his chin and shoved it into his pocket. He waited for a response but he grew impatient when he didn’t hear anything from her. “Che, we need to talk and I would prefer if we didn’t do it through a door.” His Latin accent was heavy and laced with traces of alcohol from the previous night.
She still didn’t respond to him. He wondered if she was even in her bedroom. Octavio pressed his forehead against Ajay’s bedroom door as he got ready to beg but to his surprise the weight of his head slowly pushed the door open. He pulled his head away for a moment and stopped. He hesitated, as he had second thoughts about proceeding. He let out a sigh and used his hand to push the door open just a little further. He could see Ajay laying with her face in the mattress.
Ajay was still dressed in her clothing from the previous day, even her hair was still up from the match last night. Octavio threw his hands up into air out of frustration and walked over to her, “Che, quit ignoring me. We need to talk.” The room was obnoxiously silent and smelt like rum, “Is she really that mad at me that she won’t even look at me?” He sighed again and dropped his hands to his sides. He didn’t come this far to give up. So regardless of whether she looked at him or not he was still going to say what he needed to say, “Please Che… I…”
He trailed off and looked around the room. There were two empty bottles of rum on the floor and an open bottle of pills. There were pills scattered all over the bed. “Che…?” He leaned down and placed his fingers onto Ajay’s neck and felt around her carotid artery; trying to make sure that she still had a pulse. It was something that she had taught him a long time ago. He was relieved when he did find her pulse, but it was weak and thready. He didn’t exactly know what thread meant but Ajay had once told him that it wasn’t good.
“Oh, no, no, no, no!” Octavio quickly pulled her into her arms and flipped her over. He held her against him with an arm underneath her head and one underneath the back of her legs. He placed his ear to her chest and just like her pulse, her heart didn’t sound so hot to him. He held her body against his and stood up. He quickly raced towards the bathroom, holding onto her as tight as he possibly could, “Hold on Che.” He flung the door up and turn on the light. Her body looked worse under the light in the bathroom; which made him start to panic.
Ajay’s body felt limp and lifeless in his arms; almost like he was holding a life-sized Ajay Che doll. Her skin was cool and sweaty. Octavio stepped into the shower and turned the cold water on. He sat down with his back against the wall of the shower. He positioned Ajay between his legs and placed her back to his chest. He let the water run down the front of her without drowning her in it completely. “Che!” He was practically yelling at her over the running water as he shook her; trying to get some sort of response from her.
Octavio wrapped his right arm over the front of her chest and grasped her left shoulder with his right hand. He dug into his pocket with his left hand and pulled out a syringe filled with bright green liquid. He popped the cap off with his thumb and squeezed her skin on her left arm. “Sorry, Che.” He didn’t know what else to do but he didn’t want to lose her. So he did the only thing that made sense to him. He stuck the needle into her left arm and let the stim drain into her body before he removed the syringe from her arm.
He tossed the syringe to the other side of the shower and wrapped left arm around her. He held her body tightly against him as Ajay’s body began to convulse in his arms. Even with her uncoordinated movements he still overpowered her with his strength and made sure that she didn’t hurt herself. Ajay opened her eyes but the light felt it was burning a hole into skull. Her heart began pounding rapidly in her chest and she nearly struggled to breathe. She screamed from all of the pain as it returned to her body and started to shiver uncontrollably.
Ajay’s stomach flipped and turned, then her throat burned and she starting heaving all over both of them. She emptied what was left in her stomach into the shower, which was pretty much liquid. She slumped her head forward, with the rest of her body, and closed her eyes from weakness. Octavio held her tight with one arm and pushed her hair from her face with his other as he whispered to her, “It’s okay Che.” He just kept repeating it over and over. Ajay could hear Octavio's voice but it seemed so far away.
Her body didn’t feel lifeless in his arms anymore but something still didn’t seem right to him. He thought that she should have been more awake by now but she wasn't. Octavio looked down at the water as it circled the drained. The water was a tint of red but he couldn't comprehend why. “What is going on?” He traced the water back up to her and that's when he knew that there was obviously a more serious problem going on.
Octavio reached up and turned off the water. A painful moan escaped her lips as he shifted her in his arms and stood up. He grabbed some towels as her carried her out of the bathroom and into her bedroom. He laid her pale body across her bed and did his best to remain level headed but it was getting pretty fucking difficult.
He was able to get her out of all of her clothing as fast as he could. He moved her hair wet hair from her body to get a better look at her and that’s when he saw it. On the left portion of her chest was a dressing that had already began to fall off from blood and water. He removed the dressing completely and dried the area underneath it.
When he got a better look at what the dressing had hidden underneath it, he knew what he had to do. He positioned gently positioned her onto her right side and moved her left arm above her head. “Che, can you hear me?” Ajay nodded with her eyes closed. He pressed a towel to her wound as it seeped with bright red blood, “Che, I need your help. I need you to hold this for me.” He took her right hand and forced it against the towel. Ajay pressed her hand firmly against the towel.
“Back in the day she would keep one under her bed. There it is...” Octavio had knelt down to dig underneath her bed. When he came back up he was not emptied handed, he had her first aid kit with him. Octavio popped the kit open and got the suture kit out. He hurried to thread the crescent needle before removing the scissors and tweezers from the kit. He eased her hand from the towel and removed the towel from her side.
Ajay’s hand fell limp onto the bed as Octavio clipped the portion of the stitches that were tied off. He then used the tweezers to remove the thread from her skin. He pulled gauze out and pressed it against her open wound as blood began to pour out. He shook his head as the gauze soaked up all of the blood rather quickly. “I guess I’ll just have to do my best Che.” He cursed under his breath and went to work.
He grabbed the crescent needle and removed the blood soaked gauze. He was going to have to do his best navigating stitches while she was bleeding and hoped that she didn’t bleed out on him. He punctured her skin with the needle and meticulously weaved the thread in and out of her skin until he was satisfied with his work.
He tied off the thread and clipped the excess. The saline must have been cold when it he poured it over her stitched up wound because he watched her body shake in response. He hoped that it was only thee saline and that she wasn't going to into shock. He patted the stitched area dry with some gauze before covering and securing the cover with tape.
Octavio cleaned up the mess on the bed and put the first aid kit away. He slipped off his wet clothing and hung it over a chair in her room. He climbed into her bed with her, sitting with his back against the headboard. He gently pulled Ajay into him, leaving her on right side. He placed her head on his chest and pulled the blankets up over them. He gently caressed her cheek and ran his fingers through her hair as he watched her breathe.
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