Summary:

Ilya had stripped down to a tank top, his curls flat on his face until he shoved them back. He was shivering uncontrollably despite the heat Pike blasted into the backseat. “Tell me where it hurts,” Ilya’s voice was ragged. His hands were chilly as he ran them over Shane’s bare chest, under Ilya’s wool jacket. Ilya was soaking wet; his hair dripped ice onto Shane’s face. “Hollander–” “There should be another blanket—“ “Just fucking drive,” Ilya snapped. He blew into his hands, warming them as best he could before cupping Shane’s icy cheeks and turning his face toward him. “Shane,” Ilya said, his voice cracking. “Open your eyes. Please.” Or: Ilya just needs Shane to not die. Missing scene from There have been threats between chapter 7 and 8.