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Wounds Removed

Posted on Thu Mar 21st, 2019 @ 9:22pm by Kimberly Allgood & Daniel Jackson & Nomie Kajal

Mission: Mission 1 - From Normal to Super
Location: Courtyard and Kim and Nomie's Room
Timeline: 09/01/2018 1930

The football game had been exciting but disappointing. The Mariners lost in the last two minutes in a high scoring affair 42-35 but the team effort was encouraging for the upcoming year. Kim had been extremely enthralled with the entire affair. She was practically hoarse from yelling and giving her best encouragement to the team.

The excitable, round, petite girl looked up at Nomie and asked, "Wasn't that fun?! Ain't football the best?! See all those hot men in those tight outfits?"

"I've seen football before, Kim. Couple times. Don't care about the fact that they are in those uniforms. I watch to get out of the room." She kept walking with Kim but really wished the girl would stop following her around. How was she going to explore if she was followed?

Kim some new friends that were down the hall and shrieked happily. She ran up to them and squealed, "Katie!!! Stephy!!!" and gave them big hugs. Realizing that she had just left Nomie she called back to her roommate, "Will you be alright if I let you alone? Isn't always safe for a girl to be on her own. You'll go straight back to the dorm, right?"

Watching Kim run up to her friends, Nomie nodded, "I know my way back, Kim. Go have fun." She shook her head and started on her trek back to the dorms.

Waving an enthusiastic "bye," at Nomie, Kim ran off with her other friends, squealing as she did so. While Kim and her friends' squeals of delight were fading, Nomie could hear a different set of sounds coming from the direction she was heading. It sounded like a group of angry men yelling at someone.

Stopping in her tracks for a moment and listening, Nomie ran towards the sound. Normally, she wasn't one to run towards fighting, but it sounded pretty bad. Maybe she could help, though based on the voices, she doubted it. Once she got there, her eyes went wide.

The boy she met the previous night, Dan, was being pushed around by several larger, and probably older boys. One screamed at him, "Why did you tell the coach to punt?! It was fourth and one! The QB could have sneaked it. If you hadn't yelled that, I bet he would have gone for it and we would have won."

Another said, "Think you're so smart boy? How are you going to get out of this?"

Yet another pushed Dan to the ground. Even from this angle, Nomie could see that Dan was hurt from the push. He immediately brought his left arm over to his right, holding it in pain. He cried out, "Just get out of here. Leave me alone."

Hearing what was said, Nomie ran over. It didn’t matter that he’d abandoned she and Danielle at the party, he was in trouble, and she wasnt going to let that happen. Kneeling down next to Dan, Nomie glared at the others. “What the hell did he do to you?! He wasn’t the only one yelling punt on that play! Get out of here!” She did her best to stay between the boys and Dan, but she was frankly frightened they’d do the same to her.

The mob of boys looked at Nomie protecting Dan, not knowing what to do until the leader laughed, "Come on boys. Let's go. Nothing to see here. Apparently he hides behind girls for protection. Weaker than a girl!" he scoffed and the rest of the gang echoed it laughing hardly. "What a wimp!" he called back as they left. "So not worth it."

Dan looked at Nomie, wincing in pain. "Thanks, I think, uh, Nomie."

Glaring over at the boys that left, Nomie swore under her breath at them and then looked over to Dan. “Not sure what the hell they think they were doing.” She looked at his arm, “That...doesn’t look good...”

Dan held his arm away from Nomie. There was a hole in his shirt and blood was streaming through. He closed his eyes and said, "I think my arm might be broken or dislocated again," he told her. He opened his eyes to look at it and then closed them once he saw the blood. "Oh, God!" he sighed.

Eyes moving to the hole and the blood, Nomie put her hand over the hole and over the wound underneath. “Hey, easy, I’ve got you. We need to get you out of here.”

Nomie started to help Dan out but as she did, she was becoming more fatigued, almost like Dan was putting more and more weight onto her.

Closing her eyes for a moment, Nomie tries to figure out why she was so tired all of a sudden. Spotting a nearby bench, she realized she wasn’t going to make it too far. Maybe she was a bit more out of shape than she thought, or maybe Dan was heavier than she realized. Not that she’d ever say anything about that. “Dan...I know you’re hurt but...I can’t carry you all the way...you’ve gotta walk some too...”

"What are you talking about, Nomie?" Dan asked. He started pulling up from her and realized that his pain was gone. He stood straight up as they approached the bench. "Huh!" he exclaimed. "That's very weird. I would have sworn it was broken or dislocated...."

“It..was..” Nomie said as she collapsed down onto the bench. Finally refocusing her eyes on him, she saw what he meant, but felt like she nearly was going to pass out. “Dan...you were bleeding and had a badly hurt arm. I don’t understand.”

Dan stood up to his full height. He flexed his arm and said, "Neither do I. It seems to work just fine." He then brought the arm where he could see it. He saw the dried blood on his shirt but his arm had no scab and no evidence of bleeding. He looked down at the exhausted Nomie with wide eyes. "Are...are you alright, um, Nomie?" There was something of awe in his voice as he cautiously addressed her.

Fighting the sudden fatigue, she looked at where there was blood on her own hand from covering his wound. "Just, overly tired all of a sudden. All I did was come from the game to here helping you."

"You did, Nomie!" he gasped in awe. "Look!" He showed her his arm. "You're one of them!" he said in an excited whisper. "Let me help you home. I'll keep your secret! I will!"

"I'm one of who?" she was extremely confused, not sure what the hell he was talking about. But she wasn't going to deny the help to get back to her dorm. "I..yeah need help getting home."

Dan put his arm around Nomie's waist, hardly believing his luck. A superhero saved me! And I know her secret! I'm the luckiest guy alive! No wonder she was so cool to me at the party! She's probably too afraid to trust anyone. "Hutchins?" he asked Nomie as he started walking her in the dorm's direction.

Taking the help, Nomie glanced over to him. "Dan, what are you talking about in terms of me being one of them? I don't understand." She felt like she could fall asleep against him as they walked. She didn't even pay attention to the last thing he'd said.

His head closed towards Nomie's ear. His hot breath whispered in her ear. "Your secret is safe with me. You're a superhero. You healed me. What group are you with? What's your hero name? Do you have a costume?"

"A...what?" Nomie gave a sincere look of confusion. "How could I have...I don't understand. Dan, I don't have any idea what you are talking about, seriously."

Dan laughed. "That's a good one!" he told her before whispering again in her ear. "Seriously, you don't need to play with me. You healed me." He continued guiding her to the dorm.

Stopping, she kept hold of Dan so she didn't fall but looked him in the eye. "I am not kidding, Dan. Please believe me when I tell you this."

Again, Dan laughed. "OK, Nomie. Have it your way." Concerned he asked, "Are you feeling any better?"

Why doesn't he believe me she asked herself but shook her head. "I feel like I could sleep until tomorrow, and it's only afternoon." There had to be something going on, maybe something about the area she didn't know.

"Early evening," Dan corrected. "That really took a lot out of you," Dan continued whistling in disbelief. "The sooner that I get you in your bed, the better off you're going to be."

Still feeling like she could fall asleep at the drop of a hat, she let Dan take her back to her dorm. "Whatever time it is. Um..room 117," she managed to get out softly.

Dan continued escorting his prize carefully and considerately to Hawkins Hall. "Nomie, do you have your key?" he asked concerned. "Perhaps you should give it to me. I'll help you out."

Reaching into her pocket, Nomie pulled out her key and handed it over to him. "Long as I get it back." He seemed to be enjoying this far too much but she still didn't understand why whatever happened, which she still didn't know what it was, was such a big deal.

Taking the key and guarding it as Gollum might guard the One Ring, he escorted Nomie to her room. He took the key, inserted it in the keyhole and opened it. He audibly gasped as he witnessed Nomie and Kim's room. "Let me help you to your bed," he told Nomie protectively.

"Dan, I can make it from here," she said, putting her hand up to the wall. "Can I get my key back please?" She was wanting whatever this was to be behind her and to get some sleep. Instead, she shook her head and slammed her door closed, with Dan still inside. "Okay, tell me what the hell is going on."

Without any hesitation, Dan handed Nomie back her key. "What do you mean, 'what the hell is going on'? You of all people should know what's going on!" Dan insisted.

Taking her key back and sticking it in her pocket, Nomie leaned against the wall, eying him. "Dan, I have no idea what happened. I have only been here a few days! Been here, wandered campus a bit, went to that party, the game. I don't know what is going on!"

"You healed me! You're a hero or a mutant or something! That's why you're worn out! Gosh, you really didn't know, did you?" Dan leaned against a wall in disbelief.

As exhausted as she was, her eyes went wide. "A..what?! I didn't..." She looked down at her hands, which still had his blood on them. Her voice came out in a whisper and she truly looked ready to pass out. "How...I never..."

Dan rushed to Nomie's side. "You did, though. So, whether you knew it or not, you do now.... Which means, I have to protect you!" he exclaimed chivalrously.

"Why would you have to protect me?" she asked quietly as she tried to get over to her bed to sit down. "I don't understand any of this or even how this happened." She collapsed down onto her knees, her body giving in to the exhaustion.

"Look at you!" Dan told Nomie as she collapsed. "What if you did this in public? You have no energy. You'd be at anyone's mercy!" He sighed. "You've never read a comic book, have you?"

Giving up on trying to get up onto the bed, she sat there on the floor and glared to him. "Not my type of thing. You think I knew about this?! You seriously think I had any idea I could heal anyone? I don't even know how this started."

"I don't either. I just met you yesterday." He sighed. "Why are you giving me that look? Like somehow this is my fault?"

"The look," Nomie said with a groan as she pulled herself from the floor up onto her bed, "was about the comic book comment. And you bailed on Danielle and I last night, don't think I've forgotten."

"Bailed? There were gun shots! I didn't want to get shot! I didn't know where you two went. I'm sorry. I am more than relieved to see that you got out alright. Lord knows that it would be a waste if you had not, especially with this gift of yours...."

"You were right there with us when the shots started, Dan!" She sighed and realized she didn't have the energy to argue. "I have never healed anyone prior to you, okay?"

"Did you try to help anyone else there?" Dan asked. "Anyone who was injured, that is?"

Nomie eyed him, “If I had been able to heal anyone else, I wouldn’t have lost my mother!” She was starting to hope that all of this was just a bad dream.

Dan moved over to Nomie and got as close as he could without touching her. "What do you mean?" he asked concerned.

Moving away from Dan, she gave a frustrated sigh. "Doesn't matter, okay? I don't talk about it."

"Talk to me, Nomie," Dan's voice begged. "Look, I'm keeping this secret. I can keep more. I won't tell a soul." His eyes became puppy-dog like. "Please?"

"I didn't pay attention to her getting sick because I was being a stupid teenager, and by the time I did and tried to look things up that would help her it was too late. Okay?" Nomie grabbed her pillow and wrapped her arms around it, looking for the small stuffed black dog she kept underneath. She didn't let other see it, as it was another thing from her mom, but right now she didn't care. But with her mind going a million directions, she went into a slight panic when she couldn't find it. But Dan was there, she wasn't going to let on about it.

Dan hugged Nomie, whether she want it or not. "You're not stupid and your mom, she was the adult. She should have taken care of it, not you. You were not her caretaker. She should have been taking care of you." His voice softened. "Please do not blame yourself for something that you could not control, Nomie."

She wanted to push him away but didn't. "That's just it, Dan. She did take care of me, and I ignore the fact that she was looking sicker and sicker and having less and less energy. I kept wanting her to do things, when she needed rest. The doctors couldn't figure out it, she was just dwindling away. And it was too late for me to get that time back with her."

"If the doctors could not figure it out, how could you?" he asked softly into her ear. He did not let Nomie go. He got a bit closer in a comforting manner.

"I...I don't know." Nomie did not want to break down in front of him, she barely knew him! She tried, not very hard, to shrug him away. "I wanted to..." She shut her eyes trying to not let herself get into another depression episode. She didn't need that right at the start of school.

Dan just held on. "Who wouldn't?" he asked her quietly.

Why wasn’t he leaving? Granted, she wasn’t trying very hard, and had no idea really what was actually going on. Maybe this was all a dream, she was still recovering from the party or...something. She tried again to shrug him away, but didn’t say anything.

Dan continued to hold on, not willing to be shrugged off and waiting patiently for his hero to say something.

"Dan..please...stop this. You don't know the hell I've been through. And it's taking every bit of energy I have to keep myself from spiraling downward from this." Nomie closed her eyes again, trying to push everything away and focus on something...anything...good.

"Stop what? Stop caring for the person that cared for me?" He shook his head defiantly. "Nope. Uh uh. I'm here for you, my hero."

Finally getting the energy to do so, Nomie got herself away from him and moved over to the corner against the wall on her bed. She didn't look up at him, but had failed to keep any type of tears from the memories of her mother from coming. "I'm not a hero, Dan! Quit saying that!"

"Not saying it doesn't make it any less true," he protested. "Because of you, I'm not going to a hospital. And now, because of me, you're worn out. I owe you so much."

“You don’t owe me anything, Dan! Why can’t you get that through your head?!” She backed further into the corner, not that there was all that far to go.

"You can say that all you want," Dan professed. "However, I know your secrets. So, I have to protect you and well, I guess you have to protect me too. You or some other super hero friends." He suddenly had a horrible thought. "You're not a villain, are you? You have to tell me if you're evil. It is a rule."

Nomie buried her head against the pillow she still had her arms wrapped around. "I don't know a damned thing about any of this! Don't you get that?! Leave me alone, Dan, just leave me alone..."

"No," Dan said softly as he started to make his way back to Nomie. "I won't leave you alone. Not like this."

She shut her eyes again. "Stop it! Why won't you?!"

"Stop what?" he asked confused.

"Moving closer to me! Thinking you need to take care of me! I can take care of my damned self." Nomie's eyes remained shut, not looking at him.

"Right." Dan gave a small sigh of disbelief. "Of course you can. That's why when you needed me to get you here when you became weak."

She buried her face in the pillow she still had hold of and failed holding in the tears now. But she didn't want anyone to see her crying. What was she supposed to say to that? She had needed his help, even if she didn't want to admit it. Sobs could be heard even though she had her face buried against the pillow.

Not sure what to do, Dan tentatively moved back over to Nomie and lightly put his arm around her and said, "There there...." He felt uncomfortable because he wanted to help Nomie but had a feeling he was going to be pushed away again. "I'm here."

Realizing she did need the comfort, finally Nomie didn’t push him away. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to, but she was on the edge of a depressive spiral and didn’t want that to happen. Instead of pushing him away, she leaned against him, still not saying anything or looking up.

Dan did not move. A girl was leaning on him. It was a pleasant sensation and at the same time, a frightening one. What was he supposed to do? Hold her closer? Kiss her? He did not know. Therefore, he just opted to keep his arm around her and made sure it was secure on her arm.

The fact that he was there was comforting. Much as she didn’t like him, especially for what he did at the party plus the conversations they’d just had, he was staying there through one of her breakdowns, which was not something that many did when they were around her. Finally, her voice came as a whisper, but she still didn’t move. “Dan, I’m sorry...”

"About what?" he asked confused, but concerned.

“For getting upset. I just don’t understand any of it, and then thinking about my mother...” Nomie looked up to him and didn’t bother to hide the tears anymore, there was no point. Besides, he would have heard her crying. “They diagnosed me with depression after my mum died, and I usually do pretty good. But I push people away, especially when I can’t keep my emotions in check and things get overwhelming.”

"Well," he told her, not fully sure of the implications of Nomie's statements, "I'm here and here for you. There'll be no getting rid of me." He blushed at that last statement. "I think, um, well, you know what I, um mean. I didn't mean that I would...." He shook his head. "Can I swallow my foot? It would be easier."

Nomie couldn't help but give a small chuckle. "I understand, Dan." She grinned at the blush. "You're cute when you're nervous." She stopped herself and looked away. "Err..I mean um..." Damnit Nomie, why'd you have to go and say that? He's not that great.

"I am?" Dan asked surprised. "Um, thank you, Nomie. It is nice to know I'm cute sometimes, unlike you, who's gorgeous all the time." He blushed harder and looked away.

Get yourself away from this line of conversation, Nomie, quickly. Wait..did he just call me gorgeous? Her face went bright red and she buried it up to her eyes into the pillow again. "Errr...um..." She closed her eyes with a small sigh, not even sure what to say. "Is that why you were over by Danielle and I at the party?"

"Of course," Dan answered like Nomie should have figured that out eons ago. "I was just surprised that you both were not surrounded by tons of guys. And then, well, I tried to float a line by Danielle and it did not come out right. I guess I'm just not good at the whole approaching girls thing." He shrugged.

"Getting beat up caused one to come to you, though not likely in that way..." She bit her lip and shook her head. She'd caught on that he was trying to float the line to Danielle the night before, and yes, it had failed. "Guys don't hover around me, even with that outfit I was in. Granted, I hated the outfit, it was uncomfortable, but my roommate thought it made me look good." She shrugged and finally lowered the pillow down a little and looked over at him.

"Why did you bring it to college if you did not like it?" Dan asked confused. "I think your roommate was right, though. You looked amazing but I can't imagine you not ever looking amazing."

Nomie shook her head, though her face was bright red again, "I brought the different pieces, the outfit just ended up happening." So many compliments...why is it the ones who never seem my type do this to me... Shifting how she was sitting, though amazingly now that she'd calmed down rather content in the fact that he had his arm around her, something came over her. Looking up at him again, she reached over and very gently ran a few fingers through his hair before sighing. "I..don't even know why I'm doing that...."

Dan was awestruck. He allowed Nomie to continue running her fingers through his hair. He had no idea what to do, so he did nothing. Finally, after several moments of indecisiveness he said, "I don't know either, but it is nice."

Smiling, she moved her hand slowly down along his cheek, biting her lip. Tilting her head to the side slightly, she let her other hand reach up and slowly take his glasses off. "It is nice...and I don't even understand any of this..." she sat up a little and looked into his eyes, without the glasses, before taking a chance and kissing his lips very gently.

Dan wanted to pinch himself to see whether he was really awake. This could not really be happening. He was making out with a hero! Well, more correctly, he was being kissed by one. Hey, Dan! Engage lips! Pucker up, Butter cup! Even if it is a dream, you will be grateful in the morning. Though the hesitation was observable, Dan eventually moved closer to Nomie and tried bringing her more closely to himself with the arm that was already around her. His breath quickened as he returned the kiss. I've died and gone to heaven!

What has come over you, Nomie? He's in hero worship mode. He thinks you're amazing because of that...though he did compliment the outfit you wore to the party. Why are you kissing him? He stuck around through one of your breakdowns...

Her head was running around in circles, because she didn't know why she was doing this. Slowly, she pulled back, "I um..."

"Um?" he asked, failing to understand what was going on in Nomie's brain. "That was really nice," he told her, not knowing what else to say.

Nomie shook her head slightly, "No idea what brought that on," she said softly as she handed him his glasses back, but not before deciding to take a chance again kissing him once more.

Dan took his glasses in the hand not holding Nomie closer to him. This time, when Nomie kissed him, he returned it without hesitation. Inside his head, fireworks were going off. He did not know how lucky he could be to find not only a hot girl to make out with but a hero, as well! He knew that he would do whatever it took to protect her and her secret.

It took quite some time before she pulled back, the one hand still laying against his cheek. "Wow...here I was trying to push you away a little while ago..."

Nervously, Dan asked, "Are you glad it didn't work?" He gave Nomie a hopeful smile.

Once again, Nomie let her fingers run through his hair. "Not quite sure yet. But you stayed through one of my smaller breakdowns when most would go running. That speaks a lot to me."

"Why would I ever leave you?" Dan asked sincerely. He closed his eyes and enjoyed Nomie running her fingers through his hair.

She let out a soft sigh. "You've not seen me in a full blown meltdown, Dan. I hide away for days, a whole week one time."

"And you think that would keep me away?" he asked dumbfounded.

"It gets bad, Dan, really bad. Anyone who tries to get close during that gets yelled and screamed at, they can't calm me down."

Dan's eyes got large and then softened. He shrugged. "Well," he said with some resignation, "at least I have been forewarned." Firmly, and looking into Nomie's eyes, he pronounced. "I'll stay."

Biting her lip, Nomie pulled him back in for another kiss, this time not caring. There had never been someone who said they'd stay.

Dan kissed Nomie back, this time feeling more secure in actions. This time, he took her into both of his arms and held her tightly to him. He broke the kiss and said, "I could get used to this."

Smiling, she finally let her arms wrap around him. Something here just felt right. “Me too,” she whispered as she let her lips meet his again.

 

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