Dawn College

"I could try some of the old witchy voodoo crap to try and sedate you a little?"

"Hit him with enough tranqs to take down an elephant, used to work when he was younger," a bleary voice advised from the sofa, and Jace jerked around to face Liara who was trying to sit up.

Raine also flinched a little at Liara, not expecting her to come round so soon.

"Don't get up yet Liara." Jace moved to stand but Liara levelled him with a look and he sank back down to the floor.

"I'm Fae. I'm tougher than even you, Jace."

"I think we best get you onto the other sofa," Raine said quietly.

"I'll help." Liara slowly staggered to her feet. "Doubt he's moving easy. Don't argue," she warned when Jace opened his mouth to disagree.

"You're not in that much of a good shape yourself," Raine pointed out as she also moved to stand up, taking a little longer than normal, though she managed.

"You're human. I'm not quite that pathetic. I'd rather you didn't belittle me." Liara sneered and Jace mumbled quietly, "Fiancée."

Liara immediately blanched before she stood up straight and bowed at the waist to Raine with a subtle wince of pain. "Apologies, madam."

Raine raised her eyebrows a little at the gesture, "No need to apologise, I wasn't offended."

Liara grinned ruefully. "Made a bet when Jace was younger and lost. I have to be nice to the humans he likes or is related to. Just take it as it is." She walked to Jace. "I'll get the left, you get the right. Please."

Raine nodded and took hold of Jace's right side.

Liara hooked her hand under Jace's left arm, other arm around his waist, though she made it a point to avoid accidental contact with Raine. "On the count of three, shall we? One, two..." she lifted her side up, expecting Raine to do the same.

On cue, Raine lifted the side of Jace she was holding.

As soon as Jace was on his feet he tipped forward suddenly, starting to cough violently. Liara tightened her arm around his waist, moving her free hand to his mouth just in time to catch a blood covered lump that he managed to choke up.

"Got any more or was it just the one?" Liara asked quietly and grimaced when Jace started coughing more harshly, his chest making an almost rattling noise, as if he had a chest infection or pneumonia.

Raine grimaced at the blood, and at the noise Jace was making. She rubbed his back gently.

"What did you bloody well do Jace, just stand there and let them empty it into you, huh?" Liara started tugging him towards the sofa, expecting Raine to help her move him. She still kept her other hand cupped by his mouth to catch anything stray.

Raine helped as much as she could do, still frowning at the state of Jace.

Liara dropped Jace to sit on the sofa before she knelt in front of him, pressing her hand not covered in bloody lumps against his chest. "Wouldn't happen to have any family members that are magnetic, would you?" Liara asked Raine quietly.

Jace leaned forward shakily to press his elbows to his knees, coughing hard.

"No," Raine shook her head,

"Any sort of psychic members that can move things with their minds?" Liara caught another lump as Jace choked it up, wincing at something and tensing.

"I have a telekinetic Uncle, but he's not in the country so wouldn't be helpful."

"Well, guess he's forcing these up naturally. That's just going to make him more tired."

Raine just nodded with a quiet sigh, not happy that there was nothing she could do to help.

"If it was one or two, fine, but someone or himself get filled with at least an entire fucking clip of iron slugs."

"He was doing it to help you, wasn't he?"