The last mission Daken had been on was the one which had led him to Team X in the first place. He’d found his place in the organized chaos that made up the camp. Eventually he’d lost the restlessness that plagued him the first few months from lack of activity. Now that he was actually on one, it had all come back to him. Trained as the good ( Read more... )

With confirmation of the cure being administered reaching Ethan quickly, after the first bag had been connected up to those that were sick, put into action his the process of removing the camp wide quarantine. He'd keep it imposed on the medical center for a little longer, just to ensure that the disease was contained, but with Doctor Chandler so ( Read more... )

The solution came to her at three in the morning. It would be difficult to explain to people. Hope had been sleeping, quite peacefully actually, then she shot straight up in bed and just knew how to cure it. Even in sleep her mind worked on problems. This wasn’t the first three am solution she had been through ( Read more... )

Following her conversation with Julio over the phone, Rogue had attempted to sleep and found it far too difficult. She had bits of his memory floating around, the nightmares were almost as bad as with Carol. She'd expected something like this, but she'd never expected the depth of despair that she'd found. Rictor masked a lot of things with his ( Read more... )

With the quarantine now in full effect, the nurse staff were given their packs and sent out to take blood samples from each of the team members. It wasn't exactly their usual sort of assignment, but desperate times called for desperate measures ( Read more... )

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Panic was not a word in Ethan's vocabulary ( Read more... )

Mac hated illness. Mac hated illness so much it wasn't funny ( Read more... )

St. John’s test results had come back after a few hours and Hope ran them again just to make sure there wasn’t an error in her machines. Of course there wasn’t. The second results were the same as the first and it made her wonder. While the white blood cell count was slightly elevated it wasn’t anything that screamed to her obvious infection. It ( Read more... )

It had started with a headache. Daken had woken up and felt like someone had taken a jackhammer to the inside of his head all night. That had been most unusual to being with, but not unheard of. With heightened senses, some sensory overload was to be expected at certain points. With all the stubbornness of a true feral, he simply ignored it and ( Read more... )