Timothius takes his long-sleeve shirt off in order to expose more of his fur/skin. He goes to grab Casey and says, "Mitts, grab hold of me!" as he manages to keep breathing and holding his breath at a normal rate to keep from sputtering like his sister.

Liberty is a bit busy holding a sputtering LIVEWIRE to really do much but stay put.

Emerald sees that the emergency team has Mittens taken care of, so she goes to check on Liberty. Then sees she can't help her directly. So Emerald heads for the military looking types that Rodney was currently dealing with.

Rodney moved like a worm.  It didn't make great time but sheer size caused it to be only slightly less efficent than human walking speed.  Burrowing would be slower but a human couldn't burrow nearly as quickly.  He left this spot that was in line toward the beach.  "Thank you gentlemen for giving us our shot before blindly taking yours."

  Joe sighs, glad to see that the fall has only uncomfortably inconvenienced Mittens and random kid so far.  "Well, at least nobody's dead yet.  Better than I'd have expected for a tornado in the middle of town."

  Even that felt like an unrealistically optimistic standard to Joe, and he was holding a stretch with somebody almost rendered legless.

Mits grabs hold of Timothius's wrist but her grip soon slips away as she passes out from complete exaustion and lack of air.  The child has no such problems as she clings to Timothius, screaming and crying in a strong voice that sounds like two or three voices combined.  Meanwhile the EMTs arrive and get to work administering first aid.

The soldiers Rodney faced off against stare in wide-eyed surprise.

"Hey, thanks, whoever you are," the Commander calls after Rodney.

He then orders his troops to stand down and await further orders from HQ.

Now that the wind has died down, the power line in Liberty's hands has stopped snaking about but continues to spark some at the end.

With a thank-you to Joe from the EMTs, the injured police officer is secured inside the ambulance and whisked away.

Seeing as the EMTs arrive, Timothius is relieved. He doesn't notice, however, that he is still holding on to Mittens when an EMT tries to pry her away. Timothius follows the EMTs and yells over the sounds of the ocean waves, "I wanna keep physical contact with both of them while you do your thing! As long as they are touching me, they will be healing at a very fast rate!"

Emerald, meanwhile, meets Rodney part of the way. "Rodney! Things are OK now!" she yells ahead before getting closer. "You can change back whenever you want."

Seeing the squad car has long been vacated, Liberty looks for someplace to tie the live wire so it won't be touching the ground, then trots over towards the EMTs. On the way, she feels the back of her head to see if the flying object made her bleed or not. "Hey! I might need some help!" she yells to the EMTs before even looking at her hand. She fully realizes most people would be dead if they went through even one of the things Liberty has just been through.

Rodney nodded sinuously then shook a bit, "Ten minutes minimum changed time... or the dirt I keep the sample alive in isn't completely digested properly.  Too much leads to G.I. distress... and if there isn't a need to change back, I like to let that happen.  Oh and people will see how amaising I really am if I don't have some pants when I start changing back.  Did you know that a worm's entire body is its genitalia?"  There was a thick sound from him that might have been a laugh as he started gathering his stuff once more.

  "We're lucky the cop is too physically traumatized to fine you for indecent exposure then at the moment Rodney."  Does this mean Rodney will be covered entirely by a censor blur every time he's on the news now?

  He makes his way over towards Liberty, even if he's fairly certain she'll live considering she's been inside things that exploded, what she been through probably still sucked.

"Sure thing, Timothius," an EMT answers, "I've heard about your healing powers."

A normal tornado would have likely killed Mittens in seconds, but this baby tornado took several minutes to mortally wound her with innumerable bits of debris shot into her at over 100 mph and the equivalent of sand-blasting every exposed bit.  Mits had stopped breathing from the force of the fall knocking the last of her endurance out of her, but between the oxygen mask the EMTs put on her and Timothius' kung-fu grip, she's breathing again before they stuff her into an ambulance and whisk her away.  The child is mostly uninjured and is fully healed by the time Timothius is seated in the ambulance carrying Mittens to the E.R. but he'll have to put up with pleas for Mommy and Daddy the whole trip while the EMTs try their best to remove the larger bits of debris from Mits' shredded flesh.

Cade wound up with a broken leg and is taken in another ambulance with Sarah.  Liberty has indeed been through much worse, so aside from the cut on her head the worst she suffered was some mild burns and some bruising.  She's bandaged and taken in an ambulance to the E.R.

Before long the rest of the group is offered rides to the hospital waiting room by rescue workers and police.  Once they're human shaped enough to properly fit in a car seat and wear a seat-belt.
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Rodney found a good private place and changed himself back with a practiced skill.  It only took him about two minutes to be ready to go with the others, his bike secured to one of the attending vehicles.  He was worried about the people he knew a little more, but there was also concern for those he didn't know the name of.

Emerald, of course, gets to following her allies to the hospital.

Timothius doesn't mind putting up with the pleas as long as the kid doesn't look ready to turn into a tornado. And Liberty just lets the medics do their thing while clearly worrying about those not as sturdy as herself.

  As concerned Joe is for his friends, there was only so much room in an ambulance and there were plenty of people actually wounded or dealing with the wounded who needed to ride in them more.  Fortunately, Joe unfortunately (yes, both) knew the way to the hospital by now.

By the time Mittens is hurried to the ER, the kid has fallen asleep.  The emergency wing is crowded with injured soldiers, technicians, and aliens: the actors, extras, and crew that were on the set when the mutant tornado struck.  Those with more serious injuries than just a few bruises have already been patched up.  A few of them are talking to a TV crew.

"It was real freaky.  There was this sound like..."

He goes silent and gulps.  Another continues.  "...Like school bus full of dying children."

"Yeah.  Then there was this explosive roar that shattered all the windows."

"And there was this rumbling thunder that just wouldn't stop."

"Sun was still out!  No clouds!  And then..."

"Then all hell broke loose!  We were filming a war zone, but this put our special effects to shame.  My spaceship was flipped over like a tinker-toy!"

The TV crew takes notice of the Citizen Patrol members showing up and the reporter is quick to start rattling off a barrage of questions about what happened.

Inside the ER the surgeon is quick to tell the orderlies to remove Timothius from the room.  "Mutant powers are no substitute for modern medicine!  Get that darn freak out of here!"

He then works feverishly with the rest of the team to save the life of Timothius' freak of a sister, muttering about being reduced to being a veterinarian.  Timothius recognizes the technical terms thrown about by the nurse and it sounds very bad.  Apparently all the debris in the tornado left Mittens shattered and shredded.  The surgeon will have to do a miraculous job of removing all the shrapnel from her vital organs, setting the broken bones right, relieve the pressure on her brain, etc.

Timothius is sure to go straight to the media people. "I have the power to quicken people's natural healing process, but have been ejected from the ER where my sister is! That doctor is trying to save my sister's life, but I'm afraid his misunderstanding of my power is going to deny her the extra treatment that could have been needed to save her life! Somebody PLEASE get a hold of this guy's superior, or the surgeon general, or someone so I can be there to immediately accelerate my sister's healing whenever that's needed!"

Liberty shows up to the camera men, pointing at one of her bruises, "Lemme demonstrate." and she goes to Timothius to demonstrate on camera as she touches him to finish removing her bruises and such.

Emerald goes to the two kids and tugs on them before whispering in their ears.

Rodney actually face-palmed.  He kept his multitude of thoughts to himself, but also figured it would be more helpful for him to go in and keep more an eye on mittens.  The doc had a problem with strange looking folk, and while Rodney could look even more strange than both of them together... it was a temporary thing, not in effect right now.  He anticipated less direct confrontation with the doctor and trusted Emerald to smooth over at least some of this mess out here.

  Because timing was odd like that, Joe showed up at the end of Tim's media frenzy.

  He has a simple idea, though it kind of depends on the medical staff doing a good enough job to simply have mittens survive to a point that allows visitors.  Then oh hey Tim right there at her bedside with less screaming.  Of course, announcing the obvious right now might make people all against allowing visiting hours in the first place.

The reporter is quick to point the mic to Timothius to get the scoop on the controversy.  The nurse behind the reception desk gets on the phone, dials, and gives a thumbs-up to Timothius with a look on her face that suggests she's taking him seriously.  The reporter then retracts the mic back and says, "This is Linda O'Niel.  I'm speaking with Timothius, renowned member of the famous Citizen's Patrol famous for his healing touch.  From the look of it, a nurse is calling for the supervisor of the Doctor who ejected him from the E.R. to help get him access to his dying sister.  Timothius, could you tell what condition your sister was in?  What happened to her and how serious are her injuries?"

"Mine are pretty serious," an actor with a bloody bandage over most of his face says, "They said there's no chance I'll ever see out of my right eye again.  Suppose you could fix me up while this gets sorted out?"

"Me too!" calls an alien with an arm in a sling.

"Me too!" calls another injured person.

A line starts forming, but disagreements begin stirring about who's injuries are more urgent.

Rodney finds the crew too busy to take much notice of him yet.  From the looks of things the situation is serious, but the team is working with practiced efficiency.

"Unbelievable!" the main surgeon grumbles, "Another wound I'm going to have to re-open!"

"Beats the kid bleeding to death on the way here, right?" one of the assistant surgeons answers.
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Rodney was somewhat un-surprised to learn that accellerating the healing process didn't give so much due time for the body to correct issues.  A moment later and he was dialing the phone of any registered teammate down by the door.  He had about five minutes left of his earlier worm change lasting... he could still be drastic if needed.  Tim needed to know... proof was best... he looked for x-rays that might show older Tim-fixes.  If it was a stopgap, fine, but Tim needed to know if broken bones were healing warped.  He turned the sound of his phone off so if Tim was ranting it wouldn't draw attention but they would still hear what was going on in the room Rod was in.

Timothius looks at the nurse, ready to answer, when people start interrupting. Timothius looks upset. He looks back at the nurse and says, "My sister is dying! I recognized the terms they were throwing around! That man in there is going to meticulously remove shards from her vital organs, setting the broken bones right, relieve the pressure on her brain... I can be healing these people in the meantime, but there is definitely a lot that needs to be done, but I'm convinced that my sister's chances of living through this will be improved if I am allowed to touch my sister the moment the doctor has taken care of the more important parts."

He immediately turns to the line of people and says, "Stop arguing! My power works so fast, you'll all get the healing you need before your injuries become permanent! Come at me 6 at a time and put a hand or something on me." Timothius takes off his shirt and raises his wings to the ceiling to allow for more surface to be touched.

 In this time of crisis, the hurt and sick crying out for aid, and Mittens's life in the hands of a cranky (but seemingly competent) doctor...

  Joe comes back from a hospital vending machine.  He has little pretzels.

  "...I'm gone two seconds, and Tim's taken up stripping to pay for his sister's hospital bill."

Controversy abounds over Timothius' miracle healings, but there are thousands of statements and pictures documented on the Citizen Patrol website extolling the "Most Life Saving Boy In History."

"I've got an perfed appy over here," one of the surgeons says.

"Working on the triple A lac," the main surgeon says.

Blood geysers clear to the ceiling.

"Applying second compressor," says one of the nurses, sounding almost unconcerned.

The bleeding stops just as suddenly and the team continues their work methodically.

"You know I saw this show the other day where they-heheh, get this, had the readout of a patient's leuks at over 9,000!"

"Give me a break.  But that's par for the course in Hollywood."

Meanwhile, at Timothius' insistance, the disagreements quickly subside.  Half a dozen injured people reach out to grab hold of Timothius.  Most let out a sigh of relief, but the one with the face bandage lets out a cry of pain and recoils!

"What the hell!  It's getting worse!"

"It hurts because you're experiencing a day's worth of healing in a second," an important looking man in a business suit and a security badge hanging from the left pocket says as he approaches.  A security guards accompanies him.

"You were probably given pain killers.  Normally it would have taken hours for your body to metabolize them."

A nurse puts a hand on the shoulder of the man with the injured eye and gently guides him to sit in a wheelchair.

"Hello, Timothius.  Your reputation precedes you.  Welcome to J.T.R. Memorial Hospital.  I'm James Phelps, Director.  I hope you'll forgive any rudeness from Dr. Adams.  He has personal reasons.  But he's a darn good surgeon."

"Linda O'Niel, channel 4 news," the reporter interrupts, "So are you saying you disagree with Dr. Adams ejecting Timothius from the E.R.?"

The man ignores her and offers a handshake to Timothius.

"If there's anything I can do for you, just ask."
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At the sound of his phone, Timothius checks it, opens it and looks around for Rodney with a curious look only to be distracted by Mr Phelps coming. Timothius leaves the phone open, though, so Rodney can hear what Timothius is distracted with. Emerald and Liberty answer their phones as well, curious on what Rodney was up to.

Timothius says in a pleading tone, "To be honest, Mr Phelps, Dr Adams is saving my sister's life with all he can! And I believe you when you say he's a good surgeon! He can be rude to whoever he wants as long as he saves her! But I know enough about the terms that were being thrown around in that room to know that her condition is rather bad and if she flat-lines, I want to have the chance to help! I'm not a doctor, but neither is a scalpel or defibrillator and doctors use them all the time! I'm not trying to tell anyone how to heal, just asking that I be used for my sister to live! Surely a doctor as good as Mr Adams can find a way to use me that will guarantee my sister's life!"

Despite all the exclamation points, Timothius isn't yelling (though maybe raising his voice), simply speaking with clear desperation.

  Joe answers the phone (we blame his phone service, not the poster on the delay) "Hello, would it be a bad sign if I recognized what I'm hearing?"

"Yeah probably," Rodney spoke into the phone, "The doc here is having complications from a lot of injuries that didn't heal right.  I think it might be relying on Tim for so long... or for so much.  I'm thinking that we need to get Tim some medical schooling... or perhaps an apprenticeship with the good doctor now that we'll all have a pretty good idea of what the other can accomplish.  Timothy assisted procedures might become an excellent side project for them both."

Mr. Phelps looks at the E.R. door, looks back at Timothius, and nods.

"Come with me.  I'll get you in there.  What is the nature of her injuries?"

He begins walking toward a door labeled "surgical supplies."

A nurse wheels the face bandage guy down another direction.  Inside the E.R. the surgeon takes notice of Rodney and snaps, "What the heck are you doing in here?!  Get out!"

"Ow..." Mittens groans in a raspy voice, "If this were that operation game my nose would be lighting up like crazy right now.  Ohai, Rodney.  Good to see ya.  Where's Timothius?  Is he ok?"

"No talking, young lady," one of the assistant surgeons tells her, "Your lungs were punctured and talking will worsen your condition."

"Pfff..."

Rodney snorted as he started out the doors, "Tim's alright, it sounds like things are cooling down but he was freaking out pretty hardcore.  Let the docs do their work little lady.  Don't give them crap, you've had a lot of stuff not heal quite straight.  If the docs think a little in advance, knowing that your little brother is going to be touching you, maybe they'll leave stuff in a position to be quick fixed so that you don't have to come in for days of surgery after this.  I'll catch up to the little dude and make sure he's reigned in for now."

He then supplies into the phone, "Stick with Timmy.  I suddenly got a dirty feeling... and all that sheds with the outer layer of the changes... so we need to be careful."