Trish shook her head. “We’re doctors anyway. He didn’t hurt you?”

“I’m fine. I told you, Fury would never hurt me.”

Fury growled in response. Ellie held him tighter, massaging him with her hand on his back and her fingers brushing his hair with the other one. “Shush, Fury. It’s fine. Just hang onto me.”

Doctor Ted Treadmont entered the room and Justice paused outside the doorway behind him. Justice sniffed, tensed, and his gaze fixed on Ellie with a frown.

“He didn’t hurt me. I jumped the back wall and got a little dinged up if you smell blood.”

“I know that. We’ve been listening at the door and heard everything you’ve said. I am trying to smell him.” Justice stayed at the doorway as he carefully studied Fury. “This isn’t right, Ted. He smells wrong, not the way he did before with the drugs he’s been on for days.”

The doctor nodded. “I know. These symptoms aren’t from what we’ve been giving him.”

“What’s going on?” Ellie glanced between both men.

“The drug we gave him shouldn’t have done this.” Ted knelt by Fury and Ellie. He opened his bag and glanced over at her. “I need to draw blood. We think that nurse might have given him something else to make him this way. We have to take some blood to test.”

Fury tensed and growled but Ellie held him tighter. “Fury? Listen to me. I’ve got you and you’ve got me. They are going to help you, okay? Just relax for me.”

He nodded against her stomach.

Justice turned and spoke softly to someone out of sight in the hallway. “Go check the nurse’s things and the house. Bring whatever drugs you find to us.” Justice faced Ellie. “How is he doing?”

“He’s doing good. How is Breeze?”

“She’s worried about you.”

“I’m fine.”

Ellie watched Ted and Trisha as they examined Fury. She rubbed him, made soft, soothing sounds often, and talked him in to staying very still as Trisha took blood from his arm. He tensed and growled a few times but he kept holding Ellie, listening to her words. His face stayed pressed against her stomach the entire time.

“Fury?” Ted spoke softly. “How do you feel, son?”

“Rage,” Fury whispered. “Horny. Hard to think. My skin burns. Confused. So much pain. I want to f**k Ellie, and if I don’t, I think I might die.”

Ellie blushed but she wasn’t shocked. She knew he was sexually excited. His jeans were torn open with his lap against her hip. He wore boxer briefs and she couldn’t miss the feel of the bulge against her.

“Are you experiencing any bloodlust?” Ted reached into his bag and withdrew a vial of clear liquid. He pulled out a syringe next, removing it from the sterile container.

Fury nodded. “I desperately want to tear something apart.”

“Son, I won’t do it if you don’t want me to but can I give you a shot? It will put you to sleep. You will be down for a few hours and hopefully whatever was put into your system will work out by the time you come back around. If something goes wrong both Trisha and I are here to attend you immediately.”

Fear gripped Ellie. “No! Tiger said something about how giving him more drugs could kill him.”

The doctor met her gaze grimly. “That was concern over another drug but that isn’t what we thought he’d been drugged with. I’m fairly certain he can take a sedative. We’re right here on hand if we’re wrong.” He held up a second shot. “That’s what this is for if his heart stops. We’re prepared but he is suffering. He needs to be sedated.”

Fury tensed hard but then he relaxed. “Do it,” he growled. “Don’t leave me, Ellie.” He clutched her tighter.

“I won’t let you go,” Ellie swore softly.

Ted gave Fury the shot and then nodded at Ellie. “It will only take a few minutes. He’ll relax and go to sleep.”

“I’m right here, Fury,” Ellie whispered to him. “I won’t leave your side. When you wake up things will be better, all right? I’ll be the first thing you see.”

He nodded into her stomach. Minutes passed and she realized Fury’s body on hers seemed heavier, nearly crushing her legs. She had to hold him against her chest to keep his head from rolling back at an odd angle. His arms slackened around her waist until they rested against the floor behind her ass. She nodded at Trisha and Ted.

“He’s out.”

“Let’s move him off you.” Justice entered the bedroom.

“Let’s not,” Ellie countered. “I’m kind of naked.”

“We’ll do it in a way that won’t flash you to the guys.” Trisha rose to her feet. “Ted, you and Justice take his arms. Close your eyes when you lift him. I’ll hand Ellie a towel to wrap around her. After we get her out from under him, she can go inside the bathroom and get dressed while you lift him onto the bed. It’s the only place in here not destroyed.”

They carefully maneuvered Fury with their eyes closed and Ellie covered her na**d body with the towel Trisha fetched. She was pulled to her feet with Trisha’s help and then fled into the bathroom. She closed the door and hurried to put on her dirty clothes, still scattered across the floor where she’d left them. By the time she stepped back into the bedroom, the room had filled with a few more people. Fury lay sprawled on his back, unconscious. Ellie moved to his side and sat on the edge of the mattress. She clutched his limp hand.