CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FOUR
Upon seeing the disappointment in the older man's face, Jet felt all strength left him. His fists unclenched on their own and the limp body of the doctor fell to the floor with a loud thud. His wind, which had been steadily gaining power, had started to falter; just like the man that was making them.
A sob left Jet's lips as his knees turned to jelly and he lost all strength. He fell to the floor, sobbing like he hadn't done in years. At his surrender to the feelings inside of him, the wind died down. Alec let out a relieved sigh as he silently signaled Z and the others to take care of the doctor.
He then knelt down to the floor so that he was leveled with Jet. With a winced, he raised his hand and patted the younger man's head. At the simple gesture, Jet broke down and repeatedly apologized. Shocked, Alec wasn't able to answer him quickly and the younger man continued to do so.
