[014. You say we're not responsible, but we are.]

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[Public Video]

[The image is shaky when Lydia starts the video. The camera showing nothing but her hair and chin for a moment. And then she shifts it with a huff as she straightens back up and is no longer trying to lift Andrew's unconscious form off the floor.

She definitely looks worried. And maybe a little pale from the effort she was just making.]

I need help on the 7th floor. [Deep breath.]

My inmate, Andrew Detmer. I just found him unconscious.

He's too heavy, I can't take him to the infirmary on my own.

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[The answer is delayed and doesn't come until after Steve's announcement. Lydia is visibly angry and stomping down the hallway.]

I need you to come help me take him to his room. I'm not leaving him in the infirmary.

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[Well this sure is a big damn mess, isn't it.]

I'll be right there.

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[She pauses and takes a deep breath when he answers.]

Thank you. I'll wait for you outside.

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That's...probably for the best. I can carry him okay.

[please let's not watch a hulk out. He's pretty sure he can't heal from being squished.]

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I know. We'll just bring him into his room. Stiles' is right next to his. I can keep an eye on him there.

[She has no idea why everyone seems to be so afraid of this guy. She just wants to go in there and yell at him. But she respects both Steve and Scott. And she will always listen to Allison. Besides, there's enough drama going on as is.]

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Cool. [He kills the feed there, takes the rest of the distance at a jog. It's not far, and he slows to a stop in front of the infirmary and Allison.]

Hey. I'll go grab him, just gimme a sec, okay?

[He kind of wants to check on Bruce, but right now he's worried that will do more harm than good. Better to get the comatose out, first. Just in case.]

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Are you sure we shouldn't-- [She carefully shows Scott the pouch she has and inside, the Mountain Ash. She still doesn't know why everyone seems so afraid of Bruce. But her main concern is Andrew right now.]

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Trust me, Lydia: I wouldn't push it right now. Just hang on.

[And he disappears into the infirmary, glancing around for Bruce. He doesn't find the doctor, but his nose says he's probably in the office: he finds Andrew quickly, picks the other boy up carefully, settling him over one shoulder. Then he heads right out, sparing only the shortest glance toward Jerry. This all got so messed up.

When he's back at Lydia's side, he shakes his head.]

You said his room's right next to Stiles'?

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[lydiascreams]

[She does trust Scott. She trusts his judgement more than her own right now, so she just waits for him outside.

Once he comes back, she nods.]

Yeah, seventh floor. People are usually okay being in their rooms while in a coma, right?