Skye POV
I sat in the corner of the room, my head resting on my knees. Taking deep breath to calm my stomach. Xaviers father was more accurate than I would have like, a few hours after waking up I started to vomit out the content of my stomach. The plan now being to try and control the nausea, I need to slow down the process, the smell of vomit isn't helping at all. If there isn't anything left to bring up my organs will start to give in, I'll start to loose my blood. I just have to delay the process until Xavier can find me. I have a back up plan, it's not going to really work as good, but it might stall the process for a few hours.
Xavier's POV
I spent the last few hours dividing a copy of the house plans up in sections for us to search. It's the best I can do for now, I'm g
