AN: Yes, I'm back. Sorry, i got captivated by shamchat, and most of the rp I do there is pretty freaky, so I'm not really sure on if to post it here or not, sor here's a cute drabble.
Jack grunted, holding her as he carried her off to the table, examining her before letting out a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, it isn't severe enough to be outside of what I can do, but... it's not gonna be great."
Angela groaned as she was set onto the table, putting a hand over the wound and looking over at him.
"I.. I don't care.. just get to it! Pl-.. Please.."
"Right away!" He nodded, grabbing the instruments. "Now, before using anything, I need to remove the bullet, and since I don't know how much you weight, I won't anesthesiate you, sorry." He held the wound open, long enough to extract the bullet.
She screamed for a few seconds and then quickly glared at him afterwards. "You could have asked! Christ!" She exclaimed and tried to keep her breathing calm. "God damn.."
"I know better than to ask women their weight, it never ends well." He chuckled, holding her hand. "Now, in which of your cabinet is what I need to sterelize it?"
"I could give less of a shit at the time, Jack!" She grabbed his hand and squeezed it tightly, pointing behind her. "Should be.. in there.."
"Thanks." He turned around, grabbing the bottle and a roll of gauze. "Well, it's gonna sting a lot, so... anything you want ?"
"I will rip your hand off if you don't do it right.." She said blantly and stared at him. "Just.. get me something to drink at least.. heh.. going back to the old times."
"I need my hands." He mockingly whined, grabbing the bottle under her desk and pouring her a glass while he dripped the sterelising agent on the gauze.
She grabbed the glass with her and looked at him as she drank it. "You know I'm not being serious."
"Of course I do." He smiled, pressing the gauze on her wound, holding it in place as he reached for her staff. "Now the part that makes it amazing. Is there any special thing to do to use it or is it just a 'press button and point at wounded' tool?"
"Just aim it at me and hold the trigger on the bottom.. I actually haven't been on the receiving end of this before." She mumbled as she tried to keep her cool as the gauze was applied.
He relaxed at the lack of complex instructions or method, and did as she asked, the yellow beam going to her body. "So... how does it feel?"
She squirmed a little and cooed a little. ".. Nice.. actually."
"Good to know." He smiled, kissing her cheek softly.
She blushed heavily and looked at him again.
He grinned, turning the beam off a minute or so later, checking on the now healed wound. "Well, it's alk good, I think."
She let out a quiet groan and smiled at him, holding onto his hand and closing her eyes.
He smiled, sitting next to her, kissing her lips. "I wasn't too bad, I hope. Sorry for not anesthesiating you."
She kissed him back and wrapped her free arm around him. "It's fi-fine.. Jackie.."
He smiled, holding her against him. "Thanks." He caressed her cheek.