Without Control ((FULL))

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Dr. Sirrah Rawlings

Sirrah gently pried Artemis from Jorden's arms and kissed her forehead softly. "It's okay, baby, it's alright, Mommy's here. Calm down, sweetie, it's going to be okay. Your wings are so beautiful, honey, please don't cry, it's not a bad thing..." She continued to whisper soothing words to her daughter and stroked her hair, trying to calm the poor child. Her eyes met Kevin's, her worry showing through clearly.

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Dr. Sirrah Rawlings

Sirrah waited a moment before answering the question, trying to calm herself. Her daughter had a very unique dragon transformation, albeit an adorable one. She gently stroked Artemis's back, still attempting to soothe the child. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Jorden kissing Tank's cheek, then going to transform himself; probably in an attempt to make Artemis feel more comfortable. His head was easily twice the size of his little sister's whole body, but she had to be grateful when he bowed his head to her level and licked her cheek in an affectionate animal gesture. "This is your dragon form, sweetheart."

Sirrah smiled when Jorden gave his wings a flap and snorted quietly. "I'm jealous, Missy. You look so cool! I bet you're the only dragon in the world that looks like you do. You're special, Missy-chan. Hey, if Auntie Sirrah will let us, do you want to fly with me?" Sirrah bit her lower lip and cast a look at Jorden. It was too late, though; the offer was made. If Artemis expressed a desire to fly with her brother, Sirrah would let her.

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Jorden Gregory Ariake

Jorden had to stifle a laugh that would have burned down the whole neighborhood; as it was, smoke still streamed from his nostrils at Artemis's questions. "I'm big because I'm way older than you, Missy. When I first transformed, I was the size of a Doberman. Auntie Sirrah can answer your other question after we fly, Missy. Here, stand like this." Winking at his aunt and ignoring the glare she was giving him, he spread his wings and adjusted them so that they'd properly catch the wind. Once he was certain Artemis had copied him correctly, he directed her on how to flap her wings. Finally, he took off into the air to show her, and waited around fifty feet up for her to join him. "Come on, Missy! It's fun! I won't let you fall, sweetie."

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Dr. Sirrah Rawlings

Sirrah hung up her cell phone after the frantic call and turned to Kevin with a half-anxious, half-angry expression. "Brian Dresden just attempted suicide by overdose. I'm going over there now... Call an ambulance, love. He'll need more treatment than what I can give him... And it would be good to have witnesses around so I have less incentive to kill him for being so foolish." She sent a quick mental update to Jorden, asking him to keep Artemis occupied while she was gone. After receiving a promise that he would take care of her and keep her shielded with a spell the Dragons had taught him, Sirrah ran as fast as she ever had to Brian's house.

She entered silently and was at Brian's side before Rebekka could have even seen her coming, checking his pulse and breathing before using her slight healing ability. Sirrah didn't dare take any injuries on herself; drugged comas, like burns, didn't transfer well. "Stupid, stupid..." she muttered, picking him up as if he weighed nothing and turning to face a very pale Rebekka. "He'll live, but it's close. We have to get him to a hospital now." Before the words were completely out of her mouth, Sirrah heard the ambulance screaming up the driveway. She tossed Brian over her shoulder and grabbed Rebekka's hand, taking the both of them out to the vehicle that would take them to the hospital. Sirrah sat off to the side with Rebekka in the ambulance, letting the paramedics work. The doctor looked over at the brown-haired woman and put her hand on her shoulder. "How are you feeling?"

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Dr. Sirrah Rawlings

Sirrah listened as Rebekka vented, then gave her a one-armed hug. "I'm sorry he did this... But I'm sure he hated himself after what happened. I know I would have an incredibly hard time forgiving myself if I hurt my daughter in any way." She smiled slightly. "Don't give up hope. He's going to survive for you to beat up another day." Sirrah sobered as they reached the hospital. "We'll put him on suicide watch. He won't have a chance to try this again. We aren't letting him go until his mental health is approved by me and two trusted psychologists." Sirrah squeezed Rebekka's hand before getting out of the ambulance. "You should stay by him... I have a feeling you'll be essential to his recovery." 'And maybe Ash's as well...'

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Erin Joyce Lee

Erin was sitting at home with Ash, watching a movie with her. A bowl of popcorn sat between them, and the air was somewhat tense... It seemed that they hadn't been getting along so well since Ash had gotten out of the hospital. Erin had been trying her best, but it was almost like trying to deal with the aggressive-side Ash from a couple years ago. Erin jumped slightly as her phone buzzed in her pocket, pulling it out and pausing the movie before answering. "Hello?"

There was silence in the room for a moment as Erin listened. Her face paled and her jaw dropped. "He... Brian tried to kill himself?! Is he okay?!" she cried, gripping Ash's arm and not even paying attention as the bowl of popcorn fell to the ground and the snack scattered everywhere. "Oh, he's stable? Okay, we'll be right over. Thank you, Sirrah." Erin snapped the phone shut and embraced Ash tightly. "I'm so sorry, baby... He's okay, don't worry, Old Man's gonna be okay..." She helped her wife into her wheelchair and took her out to the car. They were at the hospital in a matter of minutes, unfortunately getting stuck in the waiting room as Brian was still being treated.

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Erin Joyce Lee

Erin looked down at her wife for a silent moment, honestly thinking over her questions. Finally she stood and lifted Ash from the wheelchair, shifting her to sit on her lap and holding her close. "You've been through Hell, baby. I don't blame you for being angry. I love you too, more than I could ever figure out how to say..." She kissed Ash's forehead softly and sighed. "I've just got to believe that it's going to get better... I think... I think we've all hit bottom, and now the only way we can go is up. But I'm so sorry I wasn't strong enough to fight Jayce, baby..."