Super Natural by T. M. Franklin

Author:T. M. Franklin [Franklin, T. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Calava Press
Published: 2019-02-04T05:00:00+00:00

“I keep telling you, I'm fine,” Joseph Kennedy snapped.

“Dad, let the nurse do her job.”

“Then she should go do this to some sick person, not me.” Dylan's father let out a heavy sigh. “No offense,” he said to the nurse.

“None taken. Now let me get this I.V. bag changed and I'll be out of your hair.”

He sighed again, and Dylan had to smile at the relief of seeing his father alive, awake, and ornery as ever. His right shoulder had been dislocated, he had a cast on his broken right wrist and a few bruised ribs, but other than that, he was whole and healthy.

He'd be okay.

He'd regained consciousness before the ambulance had arrived at the hospital, but the doctor wanted to keep him overnight for observation. Dylan had made up a story about a loose outlet to explain the electrical burns and his dad had given him a speculative look, but didn't contradict the story.

“I need to hit the head,” his dad said when the nurse was finished. “Can I do that on my own?”

The nurse smirked. “You tell me. Can you?”

He let out a surprised laugh. “Yeah, yeah, I can.” He swung his legs over the side of the bed right as Dylan's mom came running into the room.

“Oh my God, Joe. Oh my God.” She came to an abrupt stop when she saw him, reaching out like she wanted to touch him, but was afraid to tangle with the bandages and I.V.

“I’m fine, Daisy. Come here.” He waved her forward and she collapsed onto the bed next to him, and burst into tears when he hugged her close with his good arm.

“I’m just gonna—” Dylan pointed to the door and his dad nodded. He and the nurse left the room and Dylan made his way over to the waiting area.

Miranda shot to her feet when she saw him. “Is he okay?”

Dylan slumped into a chair next to Beck. “Yeah, yeah, he's going to be fine.” He wiped his hands roughly over his face, suddenly exhausted. “They're keeping him overnight, and he'll be a little weak for a bit, need to do some P.T., but the doctor says there's no permanent damage.”

Miranda sat down on his other side. “Thank God.”

“Yeah.” He took a few long breaths then sat up. “No sign of Gina?”

Beck shook his head. “She's slippery. Probably took off before you did your thing and left the other guy behind.”

Dylan frowned. “What happened to that guy?” he asked. “One minute he was shooting lightning bolts at my dad—”

“Lightning bolts?” Beck asked.

Dylan shrugged. “You got me, man. This whole thing is insane.”

Miranda crisscrossed her legs up on the chair. “I think as the thing inside gets stronger, it manifests in different ways.”

“Of course it does,” Dylan grumbled. “So, we can expect more of this kind of thing?”

She shrugged. “The journal mentions gifts on both sides of the battle, so yeah. I think so.”

“Perfect.” Dylan slouched down further in his chair. “Anyway, what happened to lightning bolt guy? One second he was there and the next he was .

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