"No!" Alex screamed, rushing over to his brother. Bailey glanced at Jorden, who was checking the assailant. He shook his head and turned to Will.
Bailey placed a hand on Alex's shoulder. "Liebe, you should let me take him back to headquarters. They can stabilize him there." He tried to get Alex's attention, but his leader was not listening to him. Placing his hand on Will's chest, he noticed that he was still breathing, for now.
Jorden glanced at Bailey again, then lay his own hand over the speedster's. He could feel Will's life force flowing through him, but he knew it was faltering. Taking a shaky breath, he turned to Alex, who was still not moving.
"Bailey's right. He is breathing, for now, but he will die if we don't get him to a hospital. Please let Bailey take him."
Alex shook his head violently. "No, damn it! I am not leaving him. He could die on the way, and I would never see him again…" Alex's voice broke as he choked on a sob. "I can't leave him. Please."
Bailey sighed, motioning to Jorden to move away. Once he did, the speedster took Alex's hand. "Alex, you know what lightning can do to a body if left untreated, especially if he gets cold. Please let me take him back to the station, where they can get him all fixed up. He won't make it, otherwise. I know you don't want to leave him, but this is his only chance. You know it's true. Please."
Alex nodded slowly. "I can't lose him, babe. I just can't," he swallowed hard. "I trust you, though." Jorden and Mike helped him to stand up, and Bailey took his place next to Will. As soon as they were out of range, he disappeared in a blur.
Mike glanced at Jorden, nodding at the unmoving body of the assailant. "Is he alive?"
Jorden glared at the assailant that had just taken out one of their agents. "No. Bailey took care of it. We should get that and Alex back to headquarters as soon as possible."
Mike nodded. "I agree." He moved over to Alex, placing a hand on the other leader's shoulder. "We should get back."
Alex nodded numbly, following him.