“What in the hell is going on? I was supposed to meet with this asshole and I come to their place and its trashed on the outside. Now he’s…” he glanced over at Snart who was way out of it. “Is he drunk or stoned?”
Either way it was up to Mark to drag his ass where it needed to be. Glancing around he saw the med bay and fought the urge to drag Snart there by his ankles. Instead he hefted the other man up and slung him over his shoulder.Carrying him to the med bay, he played him on the table as Cisco ran for another desk.
“What the hell have you gotten yourself into and where is your Sister?” he muttered, looking down at the unconscious man and sighed wearily.
“Neither. He’s been through a lot. Don’t sass me, Mardon.” Cisco said, walking back toward the man. “I concocted somewhat of an antidote. It should counteract the neurotoxins that are in Len’s system.” He pushed past Mardon to get to Len, shoving the man’s shoulder a little harder than he should have.
Cisco stuck the man in the leg and pushed the plunger down. “Here ya go, Lenny boy. This will make things better.” He smiled as he pulled the needle out of the man and stuck it in a sharps container. “Wait.” He said, turning to Mardon and crossing his arms. “What the hell are you doing here?”
Cisco backup 