Just Hold On (Tag: Levi)

[Nonie Savage]

"Please just hold on Clint." She said softly but insistently, helping the man walk with an arm slung over her shoulder. This was bad. This was really really bad. How far away was home from here? How much blood would he lose on foot? Would the bus even take them? Nonie glanced over at Clint's side, where he was holding a hand firmly against himself to stanch the blood flow. From what she could see, he was managing to do it and keep it from flowing too badly, now all she had to do was get him to a bus stop or try to quickly walk him home.

She was still so jittery too. That had been terrifying. She had just been walking back when she heard the yelling and then looked in one of the alleys to see Clint being attacked by some furious drunk. From the streetlight and his flailing arms, she could see the glint of a knife in his hands. Clint had been in danger! So she just moved, emptying one of the metal trash cans that had been outside. Maybe it was a club? Nonie wasn't sure but she crept up on the drunk and struck him in the side as hard as she possibly could. He had gone to the ground in a heap, but she wasn't checking to see if she had accidentally killed him or not. Her heart was just pounding as she got Clint up and started walking away as fast as she could.

"Keep pressing! I know it hurts Clint but you have to! Please!" She said, voice thick with worried as she saw the pain on her friend's face. "We'll get you patched up, ok? I promise. Even if we have to stop in a store along the way or something." Were any stores even open at this hour? Nonie didn't point that out, she just kept trekking forward, her steps urgent.

Oh please oh please let the bus let us on!

[Levi Alexander Wolfe]

It was late. Levi had been getting use to these late shifts. It was tough at first, but now it had become part of the norm. He wished that it would be at least consistent. That was the challenge thing. One week he’d have day shifts, the next night shifts. His body was all sorts of confused. He had been on desk duty for most of his shifts, but today, today they gave him a mission. They needed him to head downtown to where all the clubs and bars were to give more supplies to some of the patrol cops they had sprinkled about. He was more than happy to do so.

With the keys in hand, he got into the police car they had assigned him to use. Turning the key in the ignition, the headlights shot on as he adjusted the mirrors and removed his hat placing it on the seat next to him. He would deliver the supplies alright, but after, he was more than happy to do a little joy riding in his shiny new car.

He took his time driving to his destination. He was enjoying it a little too much. It was great how people slowed down once they saw his car. What they didn’t realize was how obvious it was when they did so. He chuckled every now and then, filling a million times bigger than he actually was. They should have never let him have this job. Yet here he was, gun at the waist and hands behind the wheel.

It was as he approached his intended target that something caught his eye. Red hair. Deep red hair. He recognized that hair immediately. She was with someone too. She seemed to be struggling, almost as if she was helping to carry his weight, almost like he was hurt. Levi immediately pulled over and stepped out of the car. Recalling what happened with her years ago, he paused for a moment not wanting to scare her away again. Wait. This time was different. He was a cop. She’d have to listen. Or so he thought.

He crossed the street, making his way closer to them. “Fiona?” He asked, hoping her remembered her name correctly. “Do you need help?” He asked, more concerned with the man than her for the time being.

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Tag: Nonie Savage

[Nonie Savage]

When she heard someone address her using one of the many false names she gave, Nonie looked up and felt panic freezing and hard clench over her heart for a moment. It was that man. From all those years ago. He had remembered!? Normally Nonie would've run the moment she recognized him since he had somehow managed to form enough of a memory to recall a fake name. But this wasn't normal. Nonie had someone else to take care of who could very well bleed out if she tried running. So the fear only lasted an instant before her protectiveness squished it entirely.

"Yes!" She exclaimed. He hadn't been one of the people she got bad vibes from, and she still didn't get them now. "He got stabbed in the side by a drunk. I was going to try and get him home but I don't know if the bus would let us on and if I can make it back home before...." She couldn't say it. She refused to. She looked at Levi, pleading with only a speck of fear in her eyes. "Is there any way you can help? Please?"

[Levi Alexander Wolfe]

Levi was anxious to get over and assess the situation. He wasn’t even sure if there was a situation to begin with. He kept his guard up, reminding himself that he was now a cop and that he was in fact on duty. The moment the girl said yes, Levi pushed any and all caution he had for scaring her off aside. He ran over to them as fast as he could, not wanting to draw attention for passersbys. He adjust his utility belt that was cluttered with various items, and carefully rested his hand on his pistol.

His hazel eyes scanned the girl quickly, but then focused largely on the man who was losing a lot of blood. He listened intently as Fiona spoke, making sure to remember every word that left her mouth. She was scared. That much was obvious. He needed to take this one step at a time. First the man. “Okay. Try to remain calm. Keep putting pressure on the wound.” Levi say, voice calm and even. He looked around while speaking into his radio that was attached to his shirt. “Medical assistance needed immediately at the corner of Grant and Third. Male victim. Stab wound.” He released his finger from the button, wondering if there was anything else to say. A few seconds later a voice came through the walkie. “10-4. Emergency unit dispatched. ETA five minutes.” Levi took in a deep breath, after searching the area and seeing no immediate threats or suspicious activity he focused his attention at the man.

Walking over he took Fiona’s place, letting the man put his weight onto Levi instead of the girl. “We should sit him down.” He said, as he gestured towards the building. If they could get him against the wall, it would allow them to apply better pressure to the wound. He managed to maneuver with little effort on the man’s part and lowered him slowly to the ground. He placed his hands on the man’s side pushing enough to help slow the blood loss. Five minutes is a long time.

He kept his hands still as they slowly turned red, ignoring it for now. He looked at Fiona, hoping to reassure her in any way he could. “Are you hurt at all? Did you get a good look at the person who stabbed your friends here?”

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Tag: Nonie Savage

[Nonie Savage]

The moment Nonie said yes the man ran over to her and Clint. While normally she'd be scared, now she was grateful. Clint's life was on the line this time. So she nodded her head and helped Clint keep pressure on the wound, uncaring about the red that filled the spaces between her fingers. She felt bad when Clint flinched and hissed in bad, but she had to. Levi was radioing in some help, which made her realize he was a cop. Whether or not that made her feel better or worse didn't matter so much as long as help got to her friend quickly. She was, however, a little reluctant to let Levi take Clint from her, but he could probably move him faster.

"Ok." She said as they hurried over to the side of a building, Nonie keeping her hand over Clints' to try and staunch the blood flow as he moved. Eventually she had to remove it once Clint was lowered to the ground, and even then her mind was flying. There had to be some way to help more. Finally her mind came to an idea and she swiftly took off her jacket and rolled it a little. She felt almost naked without it as her whole face was clear to see; no hood to hide within. But she pushed aside the vulnerable feelings and knelt next to her friend, wrapping it around him and maneuvering it to wear she knew the cut was. "Sorry!" She said as she pulled it tight and Clint hissed painfully. Still, she knotted it to keep it tight while Nonie listened to Levi.

"I'm fine. I heard noises in one of the alleys and found a man attacking Clint. He sounded drunk and was waving a knife around. Um..... I.... I was terrified he was going to kill him so I.... I picked out one of those metal trashcans and hit the man in the head. I might've...... knocked him unconscious. He was out when I took Clint away. I don't know if he's woken up yet and left the alley or if.... he might still be there." She admitted, face flushing a little. She didn't mention how she had no clue if the man was dead or not. Surely she hadn't hit him that hard? She didn't want to kill someone again. Just thinking about it made memories resurface that she forcefully pushed away, fear flooding her.

[Levi Alexander Wolfe]

The officer remained where he was, squatting next to the injured man. He realized he probably should have spoken to the man, but there was not much to say. He was more concerned with getting him patched up and then asking questions later. Fiona however, seemed to be fine, and therefore, she would be of much more help now. His hazel eyes followed her movements as she removed her hoodie to help with the wound and bleeding. It was a smart idea. He was able to see more of her face now, without her hood to hide behind, but nothing else matter at this moments. Just this man’s life. That first, suspect later.

Levi removed his hands will the girl wrapped her jacket around. It seemed to help for now and the man was still conscious as he offered some painful sound effects while she was assisting. He took a step back and stood as he listened to Fiona’s story. The man’s name was Clint. Something he should have asked originally. Rookie mistake. Moving forward his ears listened intently while his eyes shifted between Clint, Fiona, and the surrounding area. He was on high alert. A drunk guy with a knife was a dangerous thing. Why hadn’t any of the other officers at that location notice anything? That’s the point of them being there. Levi’s mind began creating the situation in his head as he casted himself as the main hero. Stepping in before the man could stab Clint, saying some catchy phrase as he brought the bad guy down in hand cuffs. Who let him become an officer again?

The fact that Fiona had potentially killed the man was irrelevant. It was defense to protect her friend. That didn’t matter. What mattered was hoping to catch the drunken asshole before he could do anymore harm. “As soon as the medics arrive would you be okay with taking me to the area where this happened?” He asked. Her assistance and eye witness account was essential. He began to hear sirens closing in on their location.

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Tag: Nonie Savage

[Nonie Savage]

Once she finished tightening the jacket around Clint, she sat down next to him and just stayed close. Clint almost instinctively leaned against Nonie,leaning his head over onto her shoulder. Nonie watched him carefully, looping one arm through his and giving it a squeeze. She noticed how his eyelids were flickering a bit, and she pat his cheek with a free hand, worry growing ever more within her. "No no no, stay awake Clint. Stay awake they're almost here." Nonie said quickly, even pinching his cheek a little.

"Ow! Hey quit it." He mumbled, smirking at her but keeping his hands on his wound. Nonie smiling a bit, but her concern kept mirth from filling her eyes.

"Just stay awake, please." She asked softly. Clint nodded a little and rested, which made Nonie feel just a tad better. When Levi asked whether or not Nonie would take him to the drunk, she paused. Fear crept up her spine at the idea, but then again she didn't want that man to wake up and potentially hurt others too. She had to put aside her own fear in this for now. Levi didn't seem like a bad person, and if he could put away someone that was to help protect her friends, then Nonie should help. So she shoved down her fear and simply nodded. "O-ok." She agreed before hearing the sirens and perking up. She looked back at Clint. "hear them? They're almost here!"

[Levi Alexander Wolfe]

Sirens grew louder as lights appeared in the distance. They were close. This man would be fine. Levi eyed Clint and Fiona who seemed to have a some sort of bond. What there relationship was he did not know. He watched as Clint seemed to respond to her presence and felt comfortable enough to lean onto her for support. He was just glad that he had spotted them when he did. Any longer than that and he probably would have bled to death.

He heard her desperate pleas begging the man to remain awake. That was essential. "They should be here within a few seconds. Eyes open Clint." He said firmly. This was it. He was finally doing something useful. Helping people. Saving a man's life. This is why he joined the force. He may not be good at it but he had his heart in it and that's all that matter. That and all the power that came along with the uniform. But that was for later.

When Fiona accepted his request to assist him in locating the drunk he was relived and a bit excited. As soon as he could find the culprit he could take him in and then get Fiona to the hospital to be with her friend. Although hopefully in that time together he could get some other answers out of her. He gave a nod in response to her answer. And just then the ambulance appeared lights and all. Two medics jumped out while two others hopped out of the back and pulled out a stretcher. The first two were all over Clint like white on rice. Immediately taking over and shouting things that sounded like another language to Levi. As they got Clint onto the stretcher Levi's hazel eyes were focused on Fiona. "I promise as soon as you show me where it happened I will take you to the hospital to see him. Okay?"

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Tag: Nonie Savage

[Nonie Savage]

Clint only gave Levi a faint nod, though Nonie watched him very closely as the sound of sirens got closer. True to his word, Clint fought the entire time to keep his eyes open; sometimes with a little help from Nonie. Once the ambulance got there everything went to chaos, but Nonie at least knew that Clint was safe and being taken to the hospital. She wanted desperately to go with him, but then Levi was talking to her and promising he'd take her there after they found the man. Nonie bit her bottom lip, but eventually nodded. "This way." She said before quickly moving towards where the man had been.

Thankfully Nonie knew the streets very well and it wasn't hard to find the alley again. The man was still there, out cold. Nonie gulped, fear settling in her. Surely he wasn't dead. Right? No she couldn't have hit him that hard..... surely not. "Um.... t-that's him." Nonie stammered out, pointing to the man still passed out on the ground. Nonie didn't move any closer though. Fear kept her at a distance.

[Levi Alexander Wolfe]

In what seemed like a flash of rapid movement the medics had come and gone. Taking Clint with them and getting him patched up. All that remained of Clint was the blood on his and Fiona’s hands and a small trail leading from the wall to the street. As the sirens and lights faded into the distance Levi turned back and looked at Fiona who seemed to be hesitant about going back to the scene of the crime.

As she spoke, he followed her to where she had said it had taken place. She had seemed to know her way around fairly well which he just assumed was due to her days on the street. The thought bothered him a bit, but it wasn’t a concern of his for now. When the approached the ally Levi slowed his paced and gently pushed Fiona behind him and out of the way. “Stay back here. I promise I won’t let anything happen to you.” He reassured her. He felt the warmth of his adrenaline spread throughout his entire body. His priority was to keep her safe and get this guy in handcuffs.

Levi moved slowly towards the man who seemed unconscious. He carefully removed his S&W 9MM pistol from its holder. He held the gun in front of him, gripping the hand tightly with his index finger hovering centimeters from the trigger while resting the base of the handle on the palm of his other hand. He was steady, and as he got closer he spotted the knife a few inches from the man’s hand. Unsure if he had any other dangerous weapons on him he continued to take his time. His man goal was to get that knife away from his hand first.

He quickly looked back a Fiona, making sure she was still there. Glad that she was, his focus was back at the man on the ground. There was blood around the area, unsure if it was Clint’s or the suspects he proceeded until he was able to kick the knife far enough away from the man. Aiming his gun at the suspect’s torso Levi stood still, his hazel eyes wide, eager with anticipation. “KPD. If you can hear me please place your hands behind your head.”

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Tag: Nonie Savage

[Nonie Savage]

Just seeing the man lying so limp like that had Nonie's heart hammering as panic started rising in her slowly. It was far, far too familiar, and Brent wasn't with her this time to quickly take her out the door and away from the apartment to-- No no no she wasn't there. She had to remember she was here, not there. That was already over and done with and she had to forget. She had to forget. She had to forget.

But then she nearly jumped out of her skin when Levi warned her to stay back. She had been so lost in her memories she almost forgot he was there. But for once she was glad and simply nodded, eying the de- No-- unconscious man lying on the ground. He still wasn't moving even as Levi walked up to him and kicked the knife away. He couldn't be dead. No no no he couldn't be dead. Not again. Not this time. Nonie started shaking a little and crossed her arms over her chest to hold herself tightly.

He couldn't be dead he couldn't be dead he couldn't be dead he couldn't be dead Nonie hadn't hit him that hard had she?? He had to just be passed out from both the blow and how drunk he was. Yeah, that had to be it. It had to. Right? That's why he was still not moving.

Right?

[Levi Alexander Wolfe]

Levi remained still. His heart was slow and he felt his warm blood racing throughout his body with eat beat his heart took. Gun pointed still at the man. He cleared his throat and spoke again, "KPD. If you can hear me place your hands behind you head. NOW." He swallowed the lump that was in his throat. His heart began to pound. It was so loud her could hear it and feel it in his head.

Everything he had learned from the academy had gone right out of his head. He was drawing blanks. All he wanted to do was get this guy in handcuffs and walk into the prescient as the hero he wanted to be. Yet the situation was much more complicated than that. Each move he made mattered and he needed to remember that. He needed to think and be smart. He needed to keep his promise. He needed to keep the girl safe.

The man remained motionless. Feeling as though the knife was a safe enough distance away, Levi took a step closer keeping his gun aimed on the man. He took his right foot and gently nudge the man's leg. "Sir?" He didn't feel right calling the guy sir. But at this point he didn't really know what else to call him. He nudged him again. Nothing.

He looked back a Fiona, partially relieved. "I think you hit him pretty good." He said with a half smile. Looking back at the man he rolled the guy over on his back. He seemed to be unconscious. He was as still as a rock. Levi grabbed his handcuffs from his belt and holstered his weapon. As he restrained the suspect, he looked back a Fiona. "It's gonna be alright. I just have to get him to my car. Then I'll take you to the hospital." He said with a nod. After tightening the cuffs around both of his hands Levi placed then gently on his torso. The guy's hands were cold.

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Tag: Nonie Savage

[Nonie Savage]

Nonie couldn't hear Levi anymore as he kept trying to get the man's attention. His vision had pretty much narrowed to the body lying still on the ground. Suddenly Nonie wasn't standing in the alley anymore but was back at the apartment. Brent was crouching next to the limp body on the ground, checking his pulse despite the fact that Nonie knew he had to be dead. There was too much blood on the ground for him to be anything else. He was dead and it was all her fault. It was all her fault and she knew it and she couldn't stop staring as Brent tried ushering her out of the room. She was completely frozen.

Without realizing it Nonie's shaking increased, and she clutched her arms even more desperately and tightly around herself until her knuckles were white. Her knees eventually gave out and she fell, eyes horribly locked on the limp figure as if she hand no choice. She couldn't stop staring, she was trapped in the memory too much. The images blurring and mixing. Brent was trying to get her to get up, saying they had to leave before someone came and saw them. But Brent wasn't there, Brent was an illusion. Nonie was all alone and she'd done it again. She'd killed someone else and it was all her fault all her fault all her fault.

She didn't even realize she was sobbing until a choked sound left her lips.

[Levi Alexander Wolfe]

Levi thought for a moment. Wondering what would be best. He needed to get this guy in his car. He also needed to get Fiona to the hospital. Making sure the guy was still down, Levi stood. He didn’t think to check the guys pulse. To him, he just seemed like he was knocked out. It made sense. Some guy piss drunk he would already be close to passing out on his own, Fiona just shortened the process.

Feeling as though the man was safe on the ground, and confident he wouldn’t be going anywhere soon Levi turned to walk over to Fiona. When he noticed her shaking and crying his walk turned into a run. She was crying. Great. Unsure of what was going on he bent down slowly next to her wanting to comfort her from whatever she was thinking. Perhaps she thought Clint wasn’t going to make it, although Levi felt confident that he’d be fine. Not wanting to touch her he waved his hand in front of her as to get her attention. She seemed zoned out. “Fiona. Why you crying? Everything’s fine. Clint will be fine and we caught the guy who did it. Everything is fine.” He said, unsure if his words were reaching her. He didn’t know what else to say. He was frozen in that moment.

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Tag: Nonie Savage

[Nonie Savage]

Nonie was still frozen, but now that she knew she was sobbing it got even worse and she curled in on herself, holding her head as her body was wracked with her grief. She vaguely saw Brent as he came forward and crouched near her. Without even thinking, acting on instinct, she lunged and hugged Brent, burying her face into his chest and clinging to him. She'd killed someone. She'd killed someone. She hadn't meant to! She didn't want to! How could she be so stupid?! Brent was trying to say something, but his voice was really different...

Finally Nonie realized that this wasn't Brent. It was that man Levi. He was talking about Clint and how the man was caught. He was but.... Nonie stared at his body and shivered, hugging Levi tighter. She couldn't do this. She had to go see Clint. To get away from the body. "S-s-sorry. Just...c-can we....can w-we go see C-Clint now?" She stammered, looking up at Levi with wide eyes, rubbing her tears away with one hand. She felt so shaky and so..... vulnerable.