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father claimed had one of the most brilliant minds in the known world. I had met him more than once as dad said but the last time had been a while ago. He didn't fuck around, after greeting me it was all about Skye. He just took shit over which went a long way to making me feel better. He sounded like he knew what he was doing and points for him, he told me what was going on with her instead of trying to shut me out like these other fucks.
     

 
     
     Hours later, don't ask me how many, they finally had a diagnosis. She had a severe reaction to mold, but her case was unusual. Her severity led them to believe that she'd been exposed to a dangerous level of the stuff, which meant we had to contact a mold specialist to go check out her dorm and my apartment since she'd been spending nights there. How the fuck could I have mold? I’ll skin the fucking realtor who’d sold me that dump if it turns out that’s where she’d picked it up. I didn’t even know what the shit looked like.
     One of the interns told me it looked like she’d rolled around in the stuff, that's how bad it was. They did what they needed to do to take care of her. Thank heaven they didn't have to do any intrusive surgery, which was one of the options they’d been throwing around. I thanked Dr. Colliers for coming I’m sure he was the one who’d done the most good. “She can go home now Talon we’ve stabilized her and with the meds we prescribed she should improve in a day or two but it’s going to be a while before it’s all out of her system. Another day or so and she might not have been this lucky.” I took it all in and let my heart settle for the first time in hours.
      I got her prescriptions filled and booked us into a hotel room, there's no way she was going back to my place if that could be the problem. Mom and dad promised to stay in touch in case I needed them when I called to let them know the results. It felt good not to be alone in this, it was the first time I’d ever faced anything like it and I hoped never to have to again. She was out of it by the time we got to our room but at least she was breathing better.
     I hovered over her all night checking her breathing and the fever that was up and down throughout the night. When she got the shakes I held her and prayed as hard as I ever have in my life. “Talon.”
    “Yeah baby I’m right here.” I kissed her forehead and pulled her in closer.
    “I feel like crap.”
    “I know sweetie but they gave you meds for that, I’ll go get you your pills.” When she clung to me like a child I almost cried.
     

 
     
    

 It's been three days and I just got the results back from the mold guy, and somebody's gonna get a hurting put on their ass. Seems like someone planted that shit under her bed in the dorm. They found some type of material covered in the spores that had been deliberately planted according to them. Of course the roommate pleaded innocence, we'll see. They wanted to fuck around, let's play. I don’t know how they knew it was deliberate but I’m not questioning it, they’re the experts. My job now was to find out who and make them pay.
     I hadn’t left her side in all this time, no classes no football practice nothing. I hadn’t told anyone what was going on just that she had a cold. Now the secret was out and the guilty had to know I was coming after their ass. First I had to get her all better and then I’ll go on the hunt. If my choosing her had put her in danger then that was the least I could do. They should’ve come after me whoever this was, maybe then I would’ve shown some mercy, but by going after her they were well and truly fucked.
     According to Spencer the shit could’ve been lethal with the amount they’d found and it had been placed where it would get the best results. She’d been breathing that shit in for weeks, thankfully she hadn’t been sleeping in that bed for the past two weeks or shit could’ve been worse, but she’d still