Jake
Legacy Name: Jake

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“Jake…”, pause, “JAKE”, mumble. Heavy breathing. Silence.

Jake blinked slowly, his brain trying to comprehend the insane pain shooting up his right side.

“Jake!”

The man slowly raised his head and gritted his teeth-or at least tried to before becoming aware of the gag in his mouth. Slowly his gaze made its way to a blurry figure hanging (hanging?) on a wall adjacent to wherever he was. As his vision cleared he recognized Amy. Jake’s bright blue eyes shot open, making his head feel like it had just been smacked against cement. Amy was hanging from the wall, her arms above her head in manacles, her ankles clasped together.

“Eymee…?” He tried to choke out. Damn gag. A strip of cloth hung loosely around Amy’s neck, she’d obviously been gagged too. Key word being 'been'.

Amy’s eyes widened and a weak, forced smile spread across her dirty face, “You’re awake…” she said softly, her eyes then locking on his side with practiced precision. “And you were shot.”

Well that explains it. Jake thought fuzzily. He could feel the pain trying to wheedle its way back to overpower any other thought. But why was his wound dressed? He had no idea how Amy had managed to un-gag herself either and right now he really needed to communicate with her. Very slowly he rotated his head around, hoping she’d get the message. His fiancé watched closely.

“I have no idea where we are. I’ve only been conscious for about an hour…Give or take.”

Jake nodded slowly in return, his head in agony. He then stared at his side and tried to raise an eyebrow though he wasn’t sure Amy would catch on since his bangs covered most of his forehead. The bandages looked fairly fresh.

“I don’t why they stopped the bleeding… Or who “they” are…I… The last thing I saw before I blacked out was you getting shot. Less of a blackout and more of something to the back of my head actually." Amy cringed slightly. "Then I woke up here.”

Thank goodness for being good at wordless communication. Jake could feel his brain trying to shut off, black dots had begun to swim around his eyes like small, frantic fish. He was trying to remember what had happened but everything hurt. He knew blacking out again was dangerous but he wasn’t sure if he could keep this up.

“Jake try to stay conscious ok? Jake.” More sternly now. “Jake.”
Jake’s head began to droop, his arms and side on fire. “Jake…please…”
Jake had blacked out again before he could see the tears running down Amy’s cheeks.