Can't Go On

"Fuck him! Im so done with him!!!" Kevin growled and pressed close to Rick.

"And Zac fucking helped him trick me, i don't know about you." He shook his head.

"Yeah....He was on the phone with me too....Im not speaking to him either right now." Kevin frowned deeply.

"Neither am I. They're fucking sick.." Rick shook his head.

Kevin curled up with him, his head on Rick's chest.
"I wrecked trying to get here so fast."

"Are you alright precious?" Rick asked.

"I broke a rib and smashed up my hand but Jr is fine." His hand was indeed wrapped up in an old shirt and he had nothing for his rib.

"Get momma to fix you up quick baby." He instructed.

"Later, now I just wanna be with you Rick."
He didnt need another baby.
He needed Rick.

"Honey... I'll come with but we're getting you fixed."

"Fine. Is momma here? If not we are not going anywhere, Ill wait." He was so stubborn but he wasnt going to fight.

"No he isn't here but we're going over there. C'mon now." He lifted Kevin.

Kevin sighed but nodded, hugging onto his lover.
"Careful with the ribs."

"Alright babe." Rick kissed his temple, carrying him carefully over to Mikes.

Kevin was asleep by the time they got there. Mike was playing with Jayden, the baby was on his hip while he tickled it.

"Momma!" Rick called as he walked in. "Kevin needs help!"

"He always does! What now baby?" Mike found them, frowning as he looked Kevin over.
"His rib looks funny, His hand looks grotesque."

"He got in a car wreck." Rick explained. "Can you fix it?"

"Lemme have him." He pulled Kevin away, laying him down and sticking a needle in his arm after tying and sanitizing his wrist. He waited until it had for sure knocked him out before picking up his sterile knives and what not.
The rib had to be put back in place.
The hand needed alot more work.

Rick frowned at his lover and sat down beside him, taking his hand. He just hoped Chris didn't wake up and need him before Kevin was finished.

Mike carefully sliced open Kevin's side, working around to move the bone back in place. He picked up some metal bolts he had gotten and a drill, taking his time to drill the borne back to Kevin's spine.

Rick shuddered as he watched. He wasn't squeamish by any means but he had no clue how Mike did this.

Mike sewed him back up, nodding at his work.
"He will be a sore fucker tomorrow."
He took the hand, examining it.
This would take more work.
He had a small knife, chewing his lip.
"Imma have to get a foundation for his hand...."

Rick sighed.
"Damn Quincy... I'm going to fucking kill him I swear..."

Mike truly was amazing. He build something to hold the center of Kevin's hand together, placed it in and then connected it to his bones. It put nails and screws into his hand, and a few bolts and rods in his wrist. Every time he connected a nerve Kevin twitched and gave a pained yelp. He sewed Kevin up, licking his lips and nodding to Rick.
"Its going to hurt, he cant move it for a while...When its cold its going to ache..."