There was just shattering of glass. He felt cold wind on his face. He didnt think about anything. It was like falling into nowhere and then he felt scorching pain and nothing more.

Athos was nervous. Since Milady´s arrival he has been nervous. He couldnt accept Aramis´ death. It couldn´t be true. It cannot. So when he saw him laying there on the ground he needed to get to his friend. Aramis needed him more than ever. In sec he was kneeling beside him. His trembling fingers were desperately finding pulse. It was there. Thanks got Athos thought.

"Aramis" he whispered "can you hear me?"

He heard something but didnt know where it is coming from. He was focusing on that words but not for long tome. With that words was coming a pain too. It wasnt just pain it was like fire coming from his body. He needed to get away from it. He needed to escape.

"Aramis I know it hurts but try to stay calm and don´t move" Athos tried to calm him down and also calm himself. He was afraid. It was always Aramis who care about them when trey were wounded or sick and seldom it was Aramis who need medical care. He saw the broken window and was surprised that Aramis survived such a horrified fall. He did not want to move with him to not cause more pain to his brother but he knew he had to examine him and check him for any injury.

He recognized that voice. It was Athos his friend. He is here to help him. So Aramis did his best and didn´t move even when it hurt really bad. Athos carefully checked Aramis´ head and found a lot of small lacerations all over his head. But there was also nasty and large bulge on Aramis´ temple. Aramis groaned but stayed still. Athos kept going. Carefully pressed on his ribs and found some broken then gently listened both lungs and was relieved that he didn´t hear any strange sounds. When he untucked his shirt he had to suppressed a moan. Large blue bruises were starting to form on his back. It will be really uncomfortable to lay on back for couple of days. His left leg seemed fine but his right leg was really mess. Femur looked unbroken but his knee was badly swollen and fragment of bone from broken shine was peering out from torn trousers. It´s not good Athos thought.

"Just a minute. Potrhos will be here soon and we will get you out of here, OK? You couldn´t use a door could you?" tried to joke.

"It wouldn´t be such fan" answered Aramis. It started to be more and more difficult to stay awake but he didn´t want to scare Athos also breathing wasn´t such easy. His head was spinning and throbbing. Is seems like everything was in haze. Blood was pumping in his ears and he felt strange feeling in his stomach. I cannot vomit right now I have to make it Aramis said himself. He tried to take a deep breath to prevent vomiting but his broken ribs considerably protested against such movement. He didn´t know what to do. He just wanted to escape from the pain. He had to move. He cannot just laid there on the ground a let himself be in such pain. He moved his hands to lifted his chest from ground and lighten his chest but was stopped by agonizing pain. Athos noticed Aramis´ discomfort and put his both hands on his shoulders. Ii didn´t have any effect. Aramis was more and more agitated and didn´t stop moving in blind hope to escape from pain.

"Aramis, please don´t move. The movement makes it worse" Athot prayed for Porthos. He needed him here. It was in vain. Aramis cried with every move he did. "it hurts so much" he moaned. His breathing was suddenly too fast "I cannot...cannot...breath!" said with panic in eyes. It scared Athos to death. Without any thinking he took Aramis by his armpits and turn him on his back. Then he sat behind him and leaned his back on his chest. "You have a bruised lungs. Thats why it hurts just try to breath as I do. In and out. In and out." Aramis heard him and did his best to breath as he was told. He copied Athos´ breathing. After while he was breathing relatively normally. It was exhausting for Aramis he was concentrating just for breathing. Keeping his eyes opened seems above his strenght.

"You are doing great Aramis but please stay awake" begged Athos. But Aramis didn´t heard him because the darkness was taking him.

Porthos was running. He desperately wanted to be with his brother. Seeing him falling from the window was the worst thing he has ever seen. He imagined Aramis´ broken body laying on ground. It destroyed him. Aramis was more than just his friend. He was his brother his family. He could say anything he could do everything and he knew that Aramis was there for him. When Treville told him that Aramis is alive he couldn´t believe it. It had to be a miracle. No man could survive such fall. But Aramis made it.

"Aramis" Porthos shouted from door

"Aramis" he quickly knelt down and rubbed Aramis´ neck. Aramis didn´t react

"How is he?" he worriedly asked

"He is badly bruised. Some of his ribs are broken. He has nasty bump on head and large blue bruise on his back and his right leg is totally crashed" said Athos

"Why is he unconsciousness?"

"He was restless and in lot of pain. I almost couldn´t touch him without causing him pain. It´s better he is out"

"We need to get him to doctor Athos"

"I know but look at him. He so fragile." he gently smooth his friend´s hair

"Porthos...help me" Aramis softly whispered. It was like knife stuck into Porthos heart his friend never showed signs of pain and now he was begging him to help him. Porthos hugged him more tightly and felt tears building up in his eyes.

"I am here mon ami I am here don´t worry help is coming" gently smoothing his hair.

"We will need help to get him to garrison every move is suffering for him. I am not happy about his paleness I think he is going to go into a shock. Give me your bandana to stop the bleeding."

"You are right" he undressed his bandana and gave it to Athos

As soon as Athos touched Aramis´ broken leg Aramis started terribly scream and tried to get off from Porthos´ grip

"No please don´t touch it" cried

"We need to bandaged it Aramis it is really bleeding and you cannot afford more blood lost."

"Nonono Athos please...can we wait for minute? I am not feeling go..." before he finished this sentence his body began to convulse.

"Hold him Porthos or he will hurt himself" Athos tried to hold his legs but didnt know how to prevent another injury to his already broken leg. Porthos hold his friend´ shoulder and second hand put under his head. They didn´t want more head injury. Suddenly Aramis started to vomit.

"Roll him on side or he will aspirate it" Porthos couldnt move. "He wont make it Athos"

"Dont panic and help me with him Porthos. I promise he will be OK"

Porthos was crying now but helped Athos and together rolled Aramis on his side. After few more seconds convulsion stopped and Aramis laid there like he was dead.