Chapter 10: The Damage

When Song heard the soft tap on the door se got up out of the chair and opened the door for them. Smellerbee backed into the infirmary and when Longshot was completely inside Song shut the door behind them. Song moved her hand in a fallow me motion and Smellerbee nodded her head. Song walked out of the main part of the infirmary, down the hallway, and into the room she had just set up for him. Song walked over to the corner of the room so that they had room to walk to walk in and set him down. Longshot looked around the room, the walls were white, and there was a bed, a nightstand, a chair, and no windows. Smellerbee and Longshot set Jet down on the bed at the same time.

"Can you guys go wait next to the chairs that are by the front door while I examine him", Song asked them kindly.

"Ok", Smellerbee said nervously.

They were walking out of the room when Song realized that she did not know the boy's name.

"Wait", Song called after them.

They turned back to her.

"What is his name?"

"Jet", Smellerbee told her.

They turned around and continued to walk down the hallway. Song watched them go for a couple of seconds, closed the door, and walked over to her new patient. Jet still had the olive green blanket on top of him; Song gently took it off of him and draped it on the back of the chair. Song saw that his breathing was irregular which meant the damage had been done to his chest. Somehow she had to get his shirt and armor off without causing too much pain. She sat him up and put her hand just bellow his neck so that she could un-tie the strings that held his armor to his shirt. The armor fell off on to his lap. Next, she un-tucked his shirt from his pants and slipped it off. She laid him back down and put his armor and shirt on the chair. She looked back over at Jet, what she saw shocked her. She had bluish, blackish-purple bruises all along his rib cage. She took the pain soothing ointment and rubbed the green goop all over his bruises. She saw his face twist up with pain as she touched his injured area. When she stopped applying that ointment, she picked up the other jar and applied that ointment just bellow his throat. She then took the bandages and wrapped them from his shoulder down across his chest and then wrapped them around his rib cage. She laid him back down and pulled the blanket over top of him. Song walked back out of the room and got his friends.

"So, is he going to be ok", Smellerbee asked on the way back to Jet's room.

"He has a few broken ribs and a pretty bad fever, but other than that he is fine", Song replied.

"But will he live?"

"I'm not sure yet."

"Oh."

They were back at Jet's room and he was sleeping peacefully.

Smellerbee looked down at Jet and whispered, "Don't give up yet Jet, you've made it this far and I know you can make it now."

Song walked over and placed the small towel in the water filled bowl. She wiped the cool water on Jet's forehead. Jet felt something cool and wet on his forehead and something soft underneath him.