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Martin was out like a light, Chris' own brain was a little fuzzy as he tried to remember what happened.
The last thing he had recalled was the two jumping around in the trees. They had been following a group of monkeys, so...
So how did they end up down here? Had they fallen or something?
But both of them at the same time? Normally one person would fall, but very rarely would both of them fall. At the same time and right next to each other.
Chris was snapped out of his thoughts when Martin groaned quietly. He shook his head and went to check on him. He could see some blood coming from the top of Martin's head, which wasn't exactly reassuring.
"Hey, Martin, can you look at me?"
Martin opened his eyes, wincing a little. "It's bright," he mumbled.
"I know, I know." Chris wiped some of the blood off Martin's face. "Do you remember who I am?"
"You're Chris, my little brother." Martin leaned back, finding it hard to keep his head up.
Chris gently kept his hand on Martin's shoulder, frowning a little. "Stay awake, okay? I know you can. I'm going to get us somewhere the Tortuga can easily find us then call Aviva, okay?"
Martin furrowed his eyebrows together. "Aviva?"
"Yes, do you remember who she is?"
The blond had to pause to think before he shook his head. Chris frowned more as he gently tried to pick Martin up. With how much taller Martin was than Chris, and the fact that Chris didn't have as much muscle strength as Martin, Chris struggled a lot. In the end, he put Martin back onto the ground, leaning against a tall tree.
The brunet grabbed his creature pod and called Aviva, hoping that she would be able to help. However, his creature pod died right before she could answer. Odd, he normally was much better at charging it, but it wasn't the first time that he's needed it and it was dead.
He grabbed Martin's, but it was smashed up. This wasn't ideal at all, Chris needed to call Aviva so he could get Martin help.
Okay, so what was the best way to go about this? Martin was hurt, likely having some brain damage since he didn't remember who Aviva was. He couldn't call the Tortuga with either of their creature pods, him calling then 'hanging' up probably freaked everyone else out.
Chris paced a little, ignoring the slight pain in his ankle. It was up to him to get Martin and himself to safety. Logically, Chris knew he might also have a concussion, but it was much smaller than Martin's. Logically, Chris knew he and Martin had other injuries, but that was pushed to the back of his mind.
He hummed to himself as he thought. Nodding to himself, Chris looped his arms under Martin's armpits and started to drag him. He was careful, walking backwards. He looked over his shoulder a lot to make sure he wouldn't trip.
Martin groaned softly, Chris quietly reassuring him and telling him to stay awake. The older tried to do so, his head spinning and stomach churning.
Slowly, but surely, Chris made his way to the Tortuga. It took him hours to do so, partly because he had to stop and rest and take care of Martin, and walking backwards in a forest was a slow process anyway.
"Aviva!" Chris shouted. Martin groaned at the loud noise, but Chris had to ignore him.
The woman in question ran over and helped Chris bring Martin to the med bay. Relief washed over Chris while he watched her take care of Martin, quietly answering Koki's questions while she took care of his injuries.
Everything was going to be okay, and Chris was happy with that.