Re: clem rescue - graham/shane/jack/clem
[Seconds ticked by to become a minute when there was no time to waste; they needed to move, now, and fast. Get out. Graham wasn't worried about himself, he had no thought for his own self-preservation beyond needing to survive to keep Clem alive by extension. Shane could handle himself. And Jack with the claws, he certainly wasn't in need of saving either.
When a path was cleared, a temporary road back, he didn't bother with words or hesitation. Fingers clutched around hers moved, an arm went around her instead to--if need he--drag her along with him. Better at his side than trailing behind. Graham met Shane's gaze in fleeting acknowledgment and then he broke into a run, machete held out in front of him, shoulders down, and his grip on her was like iron. There would be no tearing them apart.]