[Evil Tink]

Solomon had no idea how much time had passed when he finally awoke; yet he kept his eyes close. He knew right off hand though, that his head felt flat as a pancake, not to mention the rest of him. He had no idea how he managed to survive after his shield was knocked out. He tried to reprocess the scene, but found that he remembered nothing after the cars starting glowing white hot.

Solomon didn't dare move or use any ounce of power to use telepathy. He obviously couldn't speak either as his lungs were crushed. He finally realized that he was on his bed, and something..cloth like..was wrapped around a few areas on his person. Bandages? Ahhh my god they hurt.. Two plus two equals four, and explosion plus bandages equals burns. God fucking dammit, I'm going to murderize her.

Now Solomon couldn't help but make a pained noise or two. He had no power left to block his pain or even heal himself. He had no idea if how he got there...Holden! Solomon's expression became extremely contorted as he tried to gather the will power to move, but it was far too painful, causing to make..some sort of noise.

He had no idea where Holden was, or Alicia for that matter. He tried to keep calm, he would've been well aware if Holden had died, due to the fact that he was the boy's Sire. Their connection ran very deep. But, he was still worried about Alicia..until her scent wafted into his nose. She was safe, unharmed, but the fact that he did not smell Holden worried him. He had to go to him.

He assumed that Alicia had moved him up here, and by the faint smell of horses, Jack helped her. He could also assume that Alicia was also giving them blood when she could, but his power was instantly used to try to repair his still shattered bones. Again, how he was still alive was amazing.

Now another thought came to his mind. The Jaguar. It was gone. His beautiful 1946 XK 120 was now obliterated. That car was more important to him than anything else. Anger rose quickly in Solomon as he thought about what he was going to do to Jaclynn to make her pay. She was in for a world of hurt.

Holden! Back on track. Solomon tried to get up again, but with shattered bones and torn muscles, it was impossible. The pain was so intense, he couldn't help much make that strange noise again and go into a state of half-consciousness.