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The grounds, Monday night

After leaving the clinic, Nadia made it as far as the grounds of the school before her knees went out and she stumbled to the grass. The adrenalin she'd been riding since having the dream, and the emergency calm of having to take care of Cally when she found her was completely gone now, and she felt like she was going to be sick.

Janet had said Cally would be alright. She'd practically promised. But whomever had done it, and whomever had attacked Dr. Wilson was still out and about, and her stupid dreams wouldn't even show her who it was.

She knelt down and pressed her head into her hands, trying to take deep breaths around the lump in her throat and calm down.

It wasn't working so well.

[ooc: open for whoever might stumble across Nadia late at night outside, and doesn't mind dealing with Panic-Girl.]

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Pup found Nadia.

Walter had him out for a walk to run off some excess energy and the hellpuppy smelled the girl, running over to bark at her for some attention.

Nadia hastily started wiping at her eyes as she heard Pup, turning to give him a shaky smile. "Hey, Pup," she said softly.

Walter followed after his pet, smiling when Pup tried to climb on Nadia until he got a look at her face.

He grabbed the hellpuppy and moved him away before kneeling next to her. "What's happening?"

Nadia took another moment to wipe at her eyes, trying to get her thoughts in order. "Cally's in the clinic," she said finally. "She was attacked."

"What attacked her? How badly is she hurt? When did it happen?" Walter stopped himself from barraging her with still more questions and put a hand on her arm. "Tell me what you know."

Nadia immediately leaned in against him, giving up on wiping away the tears. "I don't know. We think it was a demon. I dreamed it, like Dr. Wilson, and I think it was the same thing and she was hurt really bad and i don't know if it's going to come back and attack again and I wasn't fast enough to see it or stop it, but Janet says she'll be okay but there was so much blood. . . ." The speech was halting as she stopped in odd places to take breaths, and rushed through others. Her jacket, sweatshirt, and blouse were all missing, leaving her shivering slightly in a tanktop, and there was dried blood on her arms and hands, which she rubbed at self-consciously. "Something is happening here. Something really bad. And I don't know how to stop it."

Walter slipped his coat off and draped it over Nadia's shoulders before putting his arms around her. "Come inside. You can use my bathroom to clean up. You can tell me more while we walk. What did you dream hurt her?"

Nadia took a deep breath, still trying to calm herself down, and nodded, reaching out a hand to give Pup a warm pat before getting to her feet. "I couldn't make it out. It was just this dark shape, and there were flames, in its eyes and sometimes along it, but it didn't use them on Cally, it just kept hitting her and I couldn't--" She broke off the statement before it got all the way out. Of course she couldn't stop it, because that part was just the dream. "I couldn't see who it was. But it was the same thing that I saw attack Dr. Wilson."

The same thing that attacked Wilson? "Wasn't Wilson attacked on the mainland?" he asked, rising and snapping his fingers for Pup to follow them. "Who else knows about the attack?"

Nadia shrugged. "I can't explain it, but it was the same thing. And so far, only Bel and Janet know. I called Bel because I forgot that he can't teleport any more. I was hoping he could help me get Cally to the clinic. She was out on the preserve when I--when I found her."

"If your dream sent you to her, it sounds as though you saved her life," Walter said, seizing on an important fact. "Other people will need to know about this. Like Aziraphale and Wilson, since Wilson was targeted before and might be again."

Nadia closed her eyes and leaned against him slightly as she walked. "I know. I just . . . when I knew there wasn't anything else I could do, everything just kind of . . . hit me."

"The best time for it." He held her protectively while they walked, almost daring the thing she'd dreamed to come out. It went after "normal" humans. It was a coward. "I respect you for it."

Nadia just shrugged. "That's how it happens. I can focus and think when I'm in the middle of something, but when it's over, or there's nothing else I can do. . . ."

"Then you have time for thinking about other things," Walter supplied. "Like who's going to tell Mac?"

"Dios." Nadia shuddered. "I hadn't thought of that."

"I can do it. I'd want to know if I were her." He and Nadia had had to see each other in the clinic more than once. "You still need some taking care of. Shock's no walk in the park."

Nadia shook her head. "I'm okay. I just needed. . . ." To what, to cry? Freak out for a bit? She wasn't sure. "I should do it. I'm the one who . . . found her."

What she needed was a few uniterrupted months of nothing traumatic. "Either call her or clean up first. She's going to panic if she sees you like this."

Nadia nodded, looking down at her arms. "I'll call ~~since her mun's in bed, anyway~~." Her expression hardened. "Bel and I are going to find this guy. And we're going to make him pay."

"Right. Where is Bel?" He thought he was doing rather well about not warning her not to go it alone. "And Cally has a lot of friends around here. I think you'll find we'll want a piece of what hurt her, too."

"He was still at the clinic when I left. He seemed pretty angry."

"Yeah, this is something to get angry about," Walter agreed and led her into the dorms (http://walter-n-wires.livejournal.com/47593.html).

Why Billy was looking for skipping stones at this time of night was anyone's guess. But here he was just the same.

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