Shay, Elijah
Everything felt so surreal. Being ushered out of the house with the others, blankets wrapped around them all because it was the dead of winter and none of them had jackets or coats. The cold air was biting, and Elijah's tears nearly froze to his cheeks. It had been so long since he'd been outside that he didn't even know how to cope with the scent of the trees or the crisp feeling of the wind.

He tried to answer as many questions as possible. Emma was very sweet, and she hadn't tried to seperate Elijah from Shay. The parademics looked them all over, but Elijah hardly remembered any of it. It felt so strange to be in a moving vehicle. It felt so strange to think that he wasn't Adam's anymore.

Who was he, then?

At the hospital, he got a more thorough check. He'd been extensively examined, and being seperated from Shay and the others left him feeling impossibly anxious. Everyone's family would be coming. Murphy's parents, Vegas, his boyfriend. Parker's boyfriend. Shay's mother. Elijah had no one at all coming, and he didn't know what to do with himself or how to feel.

After Shay had been examined, she'd arranged for him to be put in the same room as Elijah. The boys were all in pretty good condition, save for Murphy because of his asthma. But they'd all be able to go home with their families. Even though Shay had insisted that Elijah could go with him, Elijah couldn't help but feel terrified that something would happen to make him change his mind. The thought of being alone was scary, even though he'd been alone almost his whole life it seemed.