It's not the best of solutions, but love blinds us. Isaac doesn't quite understand the concept in truth, maybe in time he'll realize what this is. It's genuine care. For now? It's just companionship and the heat of the moment and the need to see that Jack is lying down safe and sound and still breathing and maybe cleaned up a bit.
He'll probably wake up and realize that a hospital was a better idea but for now... well... for now he's like this. A bit possessive, a bit pissed off. At the Director, at the agency itself. He hauls Jack up cautiously over his shoulders, supporting him at the waist and taking the brunt of his weight.
He's lucky they only live on the second floor or they might have actual problems.
He's also lucky it's the damned dead of night or things might be a slight bit worse, aka witnesses.
Either way, he makes his way up to their apartment and fumbles, opening the door with his keys and making his way slowly to the bedroom where he finally sits Jack down... ultimately letting him lay down to slowly take a real inventory over his injuries, up close and personal.
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He'll probably wake up and realize that a hospital was a better idea but for now... well... for now he's like this. A bit possessive, a bit pissed off. At the Director, at the agency itself. He hauls Jack up cautiously over his shoulders, supporting him at the waist and taking the brunt of his weight.
He's lucky they only live on the second floor or they might have actual problems.
He's also lucky it's the damned dead of night or things might be a slight bit worse, aka witnesses.
Either way, he makes his way up to their apartment and fumbles, opening the door with his keys and making his way slowly to the bedroom where he finally sits Jack down... ultimately letting him lay down to slowly take a real inventory over his injuries, up close and personal.