Thread: Hunting for Purpose- Lavi Bookman

RE Hunting for Purpose The man who had attacked them possessed red hair and sort of golden-amber colored eyes, he was definitely out of the ordinary when it came to looks so would be easy to spot unless he had donned a disguise. No one around fit that particular description though so either he hadn't gotten here yet or he had already infiltrated the hospital staff which didn't pose as a good thing for him. Tristan turned towards the door and made his way down the hall to where Carlos was supposed to be and was somewhat relieved when he saw that the other male wasn't dead. The monitors by the side of his bed showed that he was in a deep sleep and he let out a breath of air he hadn't realized he was holding as he took a seat by Carlos as he waited for him to wake up, so they could head out of this place. It wasn't safe here. Not that it was any safer at his place but at least there he could keep an eye on him. Even though this was a hospital, nurses and doctors weren't looking after you every second since they had other things to do as well. Tristan looked up when someone entered the room and he let his eyes flicker over the newcomer. He couldn't tell if this was a real member of the staff or Falin in disguise. No, this man had dark eyes and he distinctly remembered him having brighter ones. You got it half right, no someone broke into the house and attacked us, that's why we called the police. Carlos got injured but I seem to be fine, at least I think so but I guess I should get checked out too. The blond admitted and nodded when asked to confirm the other male's name. Tristan Sanders. I'm a friend of his. He told Falin, only half-lying since he had only just met Carlos the other day when he had saved his life. Yes, I was wondering if I could stay here until he's ready to leave which shouldn't be too long. Someone's after him and I'm the only one who can protect him. No offense but you nurses and doctors don't have time to watch him twenty-four seven, so whoever is after him would have no trouble sneaking into the hospital and taking him out. Tristan's tone of voice was polite but there was an underlying note of steel in his voice, suggesting that he was going to stay regardless of what Falin might have to say about it. He nodded when Falin said they should run a tox-screen and watched as the other male headed for the door. What the man had to say next though made his blood run cold and he quickly hit the panic button as his eyes narrowed at Falin, there was no way he was going to let Falin kill Carlos here, not when he was there. Sure he could have run after him or tackled him but that would mean leaving Carlos alone. What if Falin wasn't working alone and he was just sent as a distraction? No, he would remain by Carlos's side. Well it didn't matter that Falin knew his name now, names weren't important. A couple of hours later, Carlos woke up and they were both discharged after Tristan had been looked at briefly by a nurse. Some pills were given and instructions to not engage in anything particularly stressful for at least a week which made the blond almost laugh at the absurdity of it. Of course that wasn't going to happen, not when an assassin was after them. He took Carlos back to his place - since it was the safest he could think of where they didn't have to deal with unknown people - and had him rest in the guest room while he went around to board up windows so Falin couldn't come crashing in like he had last time. Once that was done, he decided to get some rest himself and fell asleep in his room on the bed after setting an alarm to wake him up in a few hours or so. He didn't want to sleep the entire day away after all.