It only takes a moment for everything to come crashing down.
That was the thought running through Rhane Sinclair's mind as she watched her adoptive mother work feverishly to save Pete Wisdom's life.
It had been only a few short hours ago that Excalibur had been at the pub, laughing, talking, even dancing, heaven forbid.
Being, for the first time in a long time, friends rather than just team-mates. Now that camaraderie was gone, smashed as easily beneath Colossus' fists as Pete Wisdom's skull.
"Another swab, lass," Moria instructed, her surgical scrubs splattered crimson across the front.
"Are you all right, Mum?" Rhane asked, seeing Moira's hands tremble as they handled the scalpel.
"I will be, Rhane love, once I get this spaleen's head pieced back together." Moira spared a moment from her work to meet Rhane's concerned eyes. "Don't fret lass.
A strong coffee will see me right."
'And a cure for Legacy.' Rhane didn't voice the thought, choosing instead to ask; "Will he be all right?"
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