Ross sighed with relief, but she didn't hide it this time because it made sense in their made up story. "Oh thank god, we've been trying to find my father for a while now." She grinned at her and grabbed a cookie. "I did tell you I'd kill for chocolate," she said. Hugo grabbed one too. "Thank you," he said to the girl, smiling too.

Alexa hissed in pain and walked inside the building, glaring, with curses trickling from her mouth. "Look, we got off to a bad start, but if you would hand me a cloth bandage from the first aid kit I would be most grateful." She holstered her Glock 22. A drip of blood made its way to her pocket and she frantically pulled out the envelope. "I need something better to keep these in."

He was confused, the woman expected help yet the man that saved them didn't plan on sticking around. He himself had no sort of medical training this was no use to the woman. "Wait!" He called after the man. The solider stopped a moment and turned to face Rhys. "Please, can you help her? I-i can't, I know nothing about medical training." For a moment the two stood in silence before the solider walked back placing his pack near the door as well as the gun.
"Do you have a medical kit?" The man asked to have Rhys hand it over to him. "Sit still." He ordered the injured woman as he set to work field dressing her wound.

Hawk looked into a nearby building window...He saw what appeared to be people...he sent His barn owl (Silent) to go look closer.Silent bumped into the window...*Hawk Face palm

(BTW for no confusion Hawk is my characters nickname

(I am MAJESTIC!)

She remained in her hidey hole, watching curiously

"I can dress my own wounds." She took her kit back and pulled out the cloth bandages. "I'll get the bandage myself." Putting antiseptic and ointment on it with her sprained left hand, she wrapped her shoulder. "It wouldn't be necessary had you not shot me." Snapping it shut, she put it back in her large backpack.

The solider's expression hadn't changed as he stood, putting the gloves he had taken off back on. "For the record I didn't shoot you, the man I shot shot you. You're welcome." With that he went back to gather his pack again and leave.

Slient bumped in to the window again then flew back defeated...Hawk gave him a piece of jerky

Alexa wrinkled her nose and opened the envelope she managed to keep dry, pulling out the top photo. It was her wedding. She, with her black hair and dark skin, was in a Norweigan wedding dress and crown, and Grace in a deep red Indian wedding dress. Alexa flipped it over. Alexa Bedi and Grace Larsen. Larsen was crossed out once and O'Malley was written under it.

"So now what?" she asked him. "And, uh, what's your name?"