Greyson rushed into his house and went straight to the infirmary, Indianna's weight in his arms didn't slow him one bit. "Doc!" Greyson yelled, kicking the door open with his boot. "Doc, where the hell are you?" He laid Indianna on a bed and turned just as a middle aged man with greying hair entered the room.

"Oh my-" He looked at Indianna who was shaking violently and Greyson clenched his hands into fists.

"Don't just fucking stare at her, Doc! Help her!" He growled and Doc nodded, hurrying over to Indianna's side.

"She's... She's starting the process. I wasn't aware we had any shifts happening soon."

Indianna screamed out...