#pairing jane up with any man is the most unnatural shit in the world

[imaginerium]

When i was first watching this show I hated Dean so much that when Casey showed up I thought he wasn't tooooo bad like if Jane HAS to be with a guy he's the lesser of two evils LMFAO now I don't even know what I was thinking. Casey is the absolute worst. I still hate Dean but I hate Casey MORE. In Jane's words "VOMIT"

[vsdocjane-blog]

Mine!

V:

I vaguely had the impression that I was being lifted onto a bed. A bed? Being slid into something. Fuck, fuck, fuck please don't tell me this was an ambulance. The sirens blared out, the vehicle started to move. Yep it was an ambulance, that meant I was going to a human hospital. The pain in my chest was unbearable that I passed out. The next thing I knew I heard a female telling she wasn’t letting me go to the fade, opening my eyes I was staring into forest green green eyes. Mine. What the fuck? I wasn't about to argue with myself, nodding that I understood I closed my eyes again. Regaining consciousness once again I heard a male’s voice and a female’s voice. My surgeon. She was arguing with the male. Opening my eyes I saw the male, he was holding my surgeon’s hand. Mine. Not on my watch fucker, I heard growling realizing that it was I who was growling

Jane: I caught up with the patient as the staff wheeled him down the chute into the surgical suite. At my request I asked for a cardiothoracic surgical kit and the heart/lung bypass machine to be set up for me. The ultrasounds and X-rays were taken downstairs. With both my hands latexed I held away from myself, so I could review the scans again.The bullet was lodged in the muscles of his back, I was going to leave it there. I frowned as I leaned closer to the screen. Interesting bullet. Round but not the typical oblong shape I was used to seeing. I approached the table where the patient had been hooked up to the anesthesia machines. Using a laser scalpel, i made an incision down the patients chest, then sawed through the sternum and used a rip spreader to pull open the heart’s iron bars, exposing--- I lost my breath. “Holy…” “Suction.” When there was a pause I looked up the assisting nurse. “Suction, Jacques. I don’t care what it looks like, I can fix it-provided I get a clear shot of the damn thing.” There was a hissing sound as the blood was removed, I got a good gander at a physical anomaly that I had never seen before: a six-chambered heart in a human chest. That “Echo” I had seen on his ultrasounds was, In fact, an extra pair of chambers. I Shouted out “Pictures. Make it quick please.” With my left hand, I reached in behind the males heart, plugged the back end of the hole with my finger, and stitched the front impact site closed. My next move was to lift the heart out of pericardial sac and do the same underneath.  Total elapsed time was under 6 minutes. I then released the spreader, put the rib cage back where it was supposed to be and used stainless steel wire to close the two halves of the sternum together. I was just about to staple him from his diaphragm to his collarbone, the anesthesiologist spoke up and machines started to beep. “BP is sixty over forty and falling” I called out to the heart-failure protocol and leaned down to the patient, “Don’t even think about it” I snapped “you die on me and I am going to be ticked off.” From out of nowhere, and against all medical rationale, the man’s eyes blinked open and focused on me. I jerked back. Good god...his irises held the colourless splendor of diamonds, shining so bright they reminded me of the moon on a cloudless night. For the first time in my life , I was stunned into immobility. With our locked stares, It was as if we were linked body to body, twisted and intertwined, indivisible--

The nurse shouted “he's V-fibbing again” the anesthesiologist barked. I snapped back to attention. “You stay with me,” I ordered to the patient. “You hear me? You stay with me.” I could have sworn that my patient nodded at me before his lids shut. I then got back to saving his life. After sometime the man was wheeled into a room at the far end of the corridor, Manny walked in “Please don't go to Columbia”

V:

The male above me was talking to my surgeon about not leaving. Leaving? Where was she going? When they both heard my growl, they both stopped and looked down at me “Looks like your patient has woken up” The male still had hold of my surgeon’s hand. Let her go you fucker. “We will talk about this later” The male finally let go of her hand. That was the smartest move he's made. He left the room leaving my surgeon and I on our own. If I wasn't flat on my back I'd have her underneath me. But for now I had to stay where I was. Anyway where were the other brothers? Most surely they'd know I was missing, I couldn't be here in the daylight hours or my surgeon will be looking after a pile of ashes. All of a sudden there was a commotion outside of the room, the door opened and in walked Hollywood aka Rhage. He had the looks of a movie star “Am I glad to see you fucker” “Now why you get yourself shot for?” Before I could answer the Cop aka Butch walked in, he was my best and only friend “You look like death warmed up Cop, true?” The Cop chuckled then coughed. He needed healing but I was in no shape to do that right now. Finally Phury walked into the room “Records changed, staff had their minds scrubbed and given new instructions. We don't have long. Cop grab him” The Cop flung me over his shoulder, my surgeon began to protest then silence. Phury had put her into a sleep. They began to walk out of the hospital room “She comes with us” “You out of your fucking mind. Wrath will take your last remaining ball man!” “Fuck that, she comes with us” Hollywood gently places her over his shoulder “Come on let's get the fuck out of here” The Cop headed to the backstairs, Phury carried my surgeon's coat and purse while Hollywood had my surgeon over his shoulder. Phury  shorted the cameras out as we passed them. The Cop knew his way around the hospital from his days as a cop at the CPD. We finally made it down into the basement heading towards the metal doors to the outside world. “These cameras will be harder as they are on a higher security. Brace yourselves as I open the door” As soon as the doors were opened the alarms went off. Outside was the Escalade, The Cop  threw me onto the backside and sat next to me. Hollywood placed my surgeon next to me and got into the passenger seat, and finally Phury got into the driver’s seat. Time elapsed was ten minutes. Hollywood put his foot down and accelerated out of there

Jane: After Manny left, I stared down at my patient in disbelief. In spite of all the sedatives in his veins, his eyes were open and he was staring up out of his hand, tattooed face with full cognition.  God...those eyes. They were unlike any I had seen before, the irises unnaturally white with navy blue rims. This was not right I thought. The way he looked at me wasn’t right. The six-chambered heart beating in his chest wasn’t right. Those long teeth in the front of his mouth weren’t right. He was not human.

How the hell was this male conscious? “Can you hear me?” I asked “Nod your head if you can.” His hand, the one with the tattoos, clawed at his throat, then grabbed on the tube going into his mouth. “No that has to stay in.” I leaned over him to take his hand off it, he whipped the thing back from me, moving it as far away as his arm would allow. “That’s right. Please don’t make me restain you.” His eyes went utterly wide in terror, just peeled right open as his big body started to shake on the bed. His lips worked against the tube down his throat as if he was crying out, and his fear touched me. There was such an animalistic edge to his desperation, like the way a wolf might look at you if his leg was caught in a trap: I put my hand on his shoulder. “It’s all right. We don’t have to go that route. But we need that tube-” The door to the room opened, I froze. Two men came in they were dressed in black leather and looked like the type who’d carry concealed weapons. One was probably the biggest, most gorgeous blond I had ever eyeballed. The other one scared me. He was wearing a red sox hat pulled down low and a horrible air of malevolence about him. I couldn’t see his face he looked ill to me. Looking at both of the male’s, my first thought was that they had came for my patient, and not to just bring him flowers. My second thought was that I needed security, stat.

“Get out,” I said, “Right now.” The guy with the sox cap completely ignored me and went over to my patients bedside. As he and my patient made eye contact, red sox reached out and the two linked hands. Red sox said “Thought we lost you, you son of a bitch.” My Patient’s eyes  strained as if he were trying to communicate. Then he shook his head side to side on the pillow. As my patient nodded, I didn’t bother with any more chatty-cathy, you need to leave shit. I lunged towards the nursing station call button, the one that signaled a cardiac emergency and would bring most of the the floor to me. I didn’t make it red sox’s buddy, the beautiful blond, moved so fast I couldn’t track him. He grabbed me from behind and popped me on my feet of the floor.I started to holla, he put his hand over my mouth and subdued me as easily as if i was a child throwing a tantrum. I went ballistic, as the machines started to go off, I hauled back and kicked my captor in the shin with my heel. The blond behemoth grunted then squeezed my rib cage until i got so busy trying to breath I couldn’t soccer ball him anymore. I fought harder, until I strained so hard my eyes watered. “Easy said the blond male in my ear. “We’ll be out of your hair in a minute. Just rela.” Yeah, the hell I would. They were going to kill my patient. The patient took a deep breath on his own. And another, And another. Then I noticed those eerie diamond eyes shifted over to me,I stilled as if he’d willed me to do so. There was a moment of silence. In a rough voice my patient whose life I saved spoke 4 words that changed everything...Changed my life, changed my destiny: “She. Comes. With. Me” The male then had me in a choke hold as we left the room going down the hall, the other male was in the hall at the nursing station. “He spoke to the blond saying it wasn’t supposed to be a kidnapping operation.” He told the blond guy to knock me out cold. My Voice came through loud and clear. “So help me, God, I’m going to-” The other male told me to relax and to ease up.  He locked his stare on mine and began to will me into calmness. I shouted back. “Fuck you!”  I spat. I’m not letting you kill my patient!” Then everything went into darkness.

V:

Arriving at the manse the Cop eases me onto his shoulder and takes me up the steps to the vestibule, wait I thought we'd be going to the pit. The door opens, Fritz was on the other side greeting us all with his happy voice “Welcome back Sires” The Cop passes Fritz and goes up the grand staircase, he walked passed Wrath’s study and the statues, coming to one of the guest rooms. Opening the door he laid me down onto the bed, Hollywood followed and placed my surgeon In a chair by the radiator. Finally Phury placed my surgeon’s coat and purse by the chair “We’ll get some dressings for her to use on you. Now we report to Wrath and he has to know about this too” He pointed to my surgeon. Phury was right I should never brought her here but my instincts told me to bring her with me. I had a feeling she was going to change my life.

#MINE