INCAPACITATION

“How’s Nathan?”

Elle looked up, removing her hand from his chest and pushing a bit of hair away from her face. “Nathan?” she repeated blankly.

“My brother,” Peter growled, voice suddenly growing hoarse.

“Oh, you’re brother,” Elle giggled. “Well, he’s coming along.”

Peter frowned, knowing that that was the best answer he was going to get. “And the cure?”

Elle laughed this time, hand shifting back to his chest, and smirking at the twisted look on his face. “Oh, it’s coming along, too.”

--Cayenne

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