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Cold,
pain,
people touching him.
Too many people.
A burning sensation coursed through every nerve in his body.
More pain.
He screamed, trying to get some release, He couldn’t stop it.
It was all too much, too painful, he needed it out of his body, out of his brain. It needed to stop.
And then, complete silence.
Somebody's mind was brushing his, a careful cool caress against his overheating senses. The steady, bright beacon was so overpowering it made his pain level drop.
That’s it, Will, focus you’re safe.
Just like the cares the voice was soft and if he wasn’t used to Psi contact it would have scared the crap out of him. However, after a ten-week training program at a covert organization called Division P and a weekly sit down with their head psychologist, Stephen Benford, he didn’t think anything would ever surprise him anymore.
With the pain suppressed his mind slowly seemed to regain the ability to register little inputs more and more. Getting back from a weird darkness.
Somebody was petting his body, examining him while asking questions he couldn’t quite make out. No matter how hard he tried to focus he could only make out the jolt of the voice, it was the same he had heard in his head.  There was some jostling, yelling of some sort, probably orders to the people around him, and then a comfortable heat. Not the burning kind like before, it was more subtle, like somebody had wrapped a blanket around him.
Sighing gratefully he let the comfort of the warmth wash over him and drag him into sleep.


This was supposed to be simple,
a short and simple survival training exercise without any weapons or combatants.
So why the hell was she now wrapping her captain up in a blanket against hypothermia?
The scream had sent shivers down her spine, to then see it was Will who fell to the ground, Stoic, nothing affects me Will, made it all the worse.
The man had always been a rock, an unyielding force of nature, The team always joking he seemed untouchable.
Well, the joke was on them now, that was for sure.
“Does anybody know what happened?” She asked when her MARCH didn’t provide her with any information. MARCH being an abbreviation for massive hemorrhage, airway, respiration, circulation, and hypothermia.
There was nothing though.
no wounds, no blood, no obstruction, nothing.
yet he had just fallen to the ground, Collapsing like a doll. unconscious.
Besides that, he also felt off to her, like way, way off.
“No, he just.. fell down” Confusion lingered around the whole team and Dawn took a deep breath knowing that, in this case, they were waiting for her to make an assessment on how to proceed:”Okay, everybody else feeling okay?” she didnt notice anybody else acting different but then again neither had their captain, so it seemed like a good idea to get verbal confirmation. 
Getting a simple no from everyone around she observed them a little, to make sure she wasn’t overlooking something obvious, before standing up from her crouched position:” Let’s get him back to BAS.”


The Batallion aid station was a thirty-minute hike over uneven snowy, slippery ground.
The wind feeling like little knives slicing away at your skin. Well, that was until the freezing temperatures made you feel nothing at all.
Just another place in paradise.
They had to stop several times as Will’s status seemed to deteriorate.
His blood pressure was slowly dropping and his pols was getting erratic, freaking her out as they still had no idea why the man collapsed in the first place.
Their seemed to be some improvement, if slightly at the moments she needed to examen him, only to then worsen again when they resumed their trip.
Halfway back, she took the decision to place an i.v, not liking where the readings she was getting from the man.
By the time they reached the Aid Station, her concern was no longer just worry but borderlined blind panic. A feeling she hadn’t really experienced before in the work enviroment.
As of ten minutes ago everything seemed to be going haywire , she even had to perform CPR when Will had suddenly stopped breathing.
It even took a mental nudge from her to get his body to cooperate with the external stimuli, another thing she hadn't experienced before.
She hadn’t used her power like that in years. Usually hiding every part of her that was different. In her captains' case though it actually seemed to be desired. It felt weird. As if his mind was grasping at hers. Desperate, like it was almost drowning, and she had no idea how to stop it.


It took an additional ten minutes to get Will safely transported to one of the hospital beds. The medical bay was set up inside a former gym hall of a high school, looking a lot better than the ussual tent she was used to.
One wall had multiple beds lined up against it, most of them thankfully empty.
In the middle tables were placed in a U-shape with computers on them, giving the staff a perfect view of the beds as well as the entrance.
Rhee MacConnel, the battalion surgeon, immediately walked up to them when he noticed the stretcher with their captain on it:” What the hell happened?”
He tried to help transfer Will but just like before when he was touched by anyone but her, he started writhing and it took a lot of effort to get him on the bed and remove the stretcher underneath him.
“We have no idea, he just collapsed and hasn’t regained consciousness for the last forty minutes” She followed up with all the stats she had assembled, showing the situation getting worse, as well as meds that were administered to keep the man alive.
Rhee looked as puzzled as she, as he did his own examination.
Finally, after some back-and-forth discussion, they came up with a concoction of medicine that would help support the circulation and respiration of Will’s body, hoping it would stabilize his blood pressure and prevent another CPR session.
Unfortunately, it seemed to do very little.
Come on Will, she sighed, gently laying her hand on his wrist:” What is going on?”
The rest of the team had reluctantly made their way to the sleeping quarters inside the building, after both she and Rhee had promised to come get them if things changed. There was just nothing anybody could do except wait and hope for the best.
A bright flash made her wince and step back a little as a deafening scream reached her ears combined with an image of Will falling deeper and deeper into nothingness. One arm raised, reaching out to her. His face distorted in pain and fear, so much fear her own heart skipped a couple of beats.
Grabbing the man's hand, a loud, high-pitched beep filled the room, the monitor showing a flat line:” Will, no!”  

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