“Or you can circulate that I want everyone to back off a bit. I’m in a new job, a new place, and I’m trying to adjust. I’d like to get to know my workmates, not be told about the size of their dicks within five minutes of a conversation. I get that I started this, and I’m sorry Pete. I shouldn’t have checked you out.”
“It’s OK,” he said with a small smile. “I checked out your arse when you took off for the admin building.”
“OK, then we’re all even here. But going forward, I want everyone to chill. No more getting food for me, or offering to stretch my vagina enough to take your friend’s dick, are we clear?”
“That go for Shaun as well?”
“It goes for everyone.”
“Yet he gets to take you out this afternoon.”
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nbsp; “Because he was nice to me.”
“You can’t blame us,” Brett said, seemingly the leader of this little crew. “Some guys, they do the nice and supportive thing well. Some guys, their skills are elsewhere. Every guy that’s interested is gonna want to offer what they have, no matter how you might react, just in case it gets them a picnic in the afternoon sun.” He got to his feet, Darren following hard on his heels. I turned to Pete, putting a hand on the broad expanse of his arm as he went to go as well.
“Y’know a woman that wants you for you, she’s going to find a way to deal with whatever you’ve got going on there. Women have babies, some even stick fists up their twats. There has to be at least one who’d be able to deal with what you’re packing.”
“Yeah, maybe,” he said, and then followed his mates out of the hall.
“Hey Finn, you want me back at the shed, over?” I said into the walkie talkie.
“Yeah, we are en route. Get the doc and tell her we have some injured incoming. You might need to broaden your skill set and act as a nurse.”
“Um…” Was he fucking serious? Can do attitude, Jules, can do. “OK, will do.”
I made my way over the vet at a rapid clip, Buddy getting tangled in my feet, thinking I was playing again. “Settle down, dog!” I snapped. “Stay here,” I said, and he settled down by the surgery door. I opened it to find the vet working at her computer, a sandwich sitting uneaten beside her. “Doc, I just got off the comms with Finn, and he said they are bringing in some injured people?”
“More?” She sighed and got to her feet. “Help me get the kit out, then scrub up using that soap over there. Do not touch anything once you’ve washed your hands.” Several guys came in not long afterwards, carrying the limp body of a man. “On the table,” the doc said. “What do we have? Contusions and lacerations?”
Whoa. When I turned around, I saw the man was covered in blood, long shallow slashes having cut through his clothes and skin. I swallowed, then blinked. I’d seen stuff like this on TV, but never in real life. I knew I should do something, anything, as the man moaned in pain, but I found myself frozen to the spot.
“Yep. Billy will be fine for now, it’s Neil I need you to look at. We’ve applied a tourniquet,” Finn said, striding into the surgery.
“This is happening with greater frequency. It’s just getting worse as we get closer to the full moon.”
Finn seemed to see me for the first time. “Julie, can I get you to go to the mess hall and grab us some coffees? We missed lunch and are running on empty.”
That was what I needed to reanimate me. I shook my head, trying to clear it, and said, “Sure, of course. I’ll bring some food as well.”
He just nodded, and I took off at a run. Fifteen minutes later, I’d loaded up a trolley I’d borrowed from the kitchen staff with jugs of hot tea and coffee and a tray of sandwiches, and was pushing it over to the surgery. I left the trolley outside, as there was a bit of a step in front of the side door, and I couldn’t lift it over without dislodging some stuff. I grabbed the jug of coffee and some mugs, and pushed my way through the first swinging door.
“You’re going to have to watch the girl. With her heritage, she’s going to be one of you, and uninitiated is vulnerable. They are getting more aggressive, looking for any vulnerability. They obviously think they can get through…” that sounded like the doc.
“Not if I can help it.” That was definitely Finn.
“That’s Sharlene’s son. David’s went last week, and Arlen’s,” another voice said. “They’re doing what they can, but seriously, they need help. We need to go through the gate with some reinforcements.”
“Not with new blood around.”
“Those guys know how to mind their manners.”
“And if she goes into heat?”
“Yeah, alright, but you’re going to have to pull everyone back. Right now, we can't protect the whole area.”
“That means we cede the land to them.”