Re: Alec Lightwood & Clary Fray // Shadowhunters
"Just peachy," he pretty much snarled. He was far from alright, he bordering on a panic attack. Alec tried to push himself up off the ground and found he couldn't really move his body right. There was this strange feeling as if he was under water and that was why his limbs weren't moving as they should on land.
All of a sudden the force on his back vanished and he let out a loud gasp. The air rushed into his lungs causing him to have a mild coughing fit. He found himself rolling onto his side and staring at Clary.
What the Hell was going on?
"I'm trying," he finally scrambled up off the ground. His limbs seemed to shake of their own accord. He could tell the redhead was also shaken up so he reached out and grabbed her hand. "Hey, focus on me."
He might have sounded like he was confident, but he was shaking in his sneakers. In order to comfort her some he squeezed her hand. "Hey. Clary. We are going to make it back to camp and find a counselor. Do you trust me?"
His eyes were serious as he waited for Clary's answer. He needed to know that she trusted him to get them out of here alive. He had no idea what they were dealing with, but he wasn't going to die like some extra in a bad horror movie!