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“Fuck, stop!” She screeches suddenly, cheek against the floor. “I’m stuck, my leg- my leg’s stuck. I don’t- I can’t-” Raucous coughing. “Please, please, Chase, save me, please!”
“I’ve got you.” More urgency in his voice this time, willing her to quiet. “I’ve got you.” Quieter, this time. “I’m going to move you onto your side, and you’re going to lift your leg over. It’ll be hard, but you can, okay? You can. I’ve got you, so you can.”
He can see her attempting to nod, like a sleepy toddler. She could be concussed. He has to get her out of here. “Mhm.” She mumbles, grimacing.
He rolls her over as she groans, desperately trying not to hurt her. “I’ve got you.”
He watches as she lifts her knee over the base of the seat, crying out as her knee hits metal. However, she’s determined. She’s half passed out, she’s barely breathing, but she’s alive, and she’s perseverant. She finally gets it out, dropping it in front of him weakly. “You’ve got me.”
From there, he reaches further for her, grabbing her shoulders and hoisting her up into a sitting position. She’s out cold. And still, he whispers; “I’ve got you, Thalia.”
OR:
Messy plane crash bullshit. I love them though!