That wasn't good. Laura's anger faded a little, replaced by a gnawing worry - she hadn't really thought he was hurt so badly, but none of the Defenders had ever been hurt so badly they'd passed out before, and she didn't know entirely what that meant. She had to get him to medical, first time using the portal spell this way or not. She wasn't sure whether he still had the same relationship with Dr Sam as he had when they'd been dating but at least he'd know better than her what to do here.
His grip wasn't as strong as she knew he was capable of, and she tried not to think about that as she wove magic around his body, pressing it inwards to hold him in place as she watched his face for any sign that it was too much. She didn't like the colour of his skin, at all. "Okay. That should keep everything in place. I'm going to teleport us now." Calling on the familiarity of a portal, she commanded it to move over them, and a moment later exhaled in relief at the sight of medical's chaos around them. They were there. "Dr Sam! He was under a car. I think he's really hurt."
Luckily the man was free, or free enough to drop what he was doing. "Shit, okay. I've got him." He already had some kind of syringe when he reached them, making only cursory movements to get James' clothes out of the way before injecting him in the arm. Some kind of painkiller, she hoped. Immediately he was giving orders, preparing a bed for him, instructing her to lift him up onto it before he ignored her in favour of his work. Laura backed away, pressing her back to the wall and wrapping her arms around herself as she stared at the body on the bed. He wasn't the boy she'd once loved, but she could smell his blood mixed with her own and the monsters' on her skin, and as she watched she wished desperately that they'd be able to fix him.