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"Okay so no doctor.  You don' want anyone ta know, do you?" she guessed.

"No." He was beginning to feel dizzy again and he figured that he must have a really bad fever by then as well.

"Fine.  Dere's a empty building close to wheah I live an' I can take you dere.  Problem is, I 'ave no idea how ta get you dere."

Jesse mumbled something incoherently and Jenny looked at him with worry.  She quickly stood up and ran out of the alley to see if there was anything that could help her get him out of there.  She sighed with relief when she saw two unattended wagons in front of the train station.  Though she was a bit unsure of how to drive a wagon, she was sure she could figure it out.

Walking up to the wagon nearest her, she carefully scanned the area for the owners, or anybody else that might stop her from "borrowing" the wagon.  Upon reaching the wagon, she slowly went up to the horse and rubbed his nose gently.  When he nuzzled her back she let out a soft giggle.

" 'Kay, I gotta get my friend to dis building an' I need your help." She told the horse quietly. "But foist we hafta get him in da wagon."

Tucking her dark hair behind her ear, she walked back to Jesse.  His black eyes were closed, but his hand was clenching the satchel at his side.  Wishing she could stop his pain, Jenny gently brushed her hand across his cheek.

When he opened his eyes she spoke, "Dere's a wagon over dere an' we're gonna use it."

"Okay."

"Problem is, dere's no way I kin get you over dere unless you help me." She looked over him.  He had grown a lot since they had last seen each other, and she hadn't grown much.

Jesse closed his eyes and didn't respond.  Using what strength he had, he started to lift himself off the ground.  Jenny quickly moved to offer her help, though it wasn't much.  With Jenny to balance him, Jesse very slowly made it into the back of the wagon.  His head was spinning and as soon as he was settled in the wagon he sank into welcomed unconsciousness.  Jenny let her hand linger on his arm for a minute before moving to start the wagon. 

When they were finally on their way, Jenny started to concentrate on what she knew about the abandoned building.  It had caught fire nearly a month before and the fire marshal had soon after declared it unlivable.  The upper floors were supposedly in danger of collapsing, but Jenny didn't really believe that.  She had been on those floors many times and they seemed fine to her.  They were a bit black, but not ready to collapse.

"The foist floor still has all da furniture.  Dey nevah emptied dat floor."  She mumbled, thinking out loud.  "Den da second floor still 'as some supplies but no furniture or nothin'."

When they finally reached the building, Jenny hopped out of the wagon clumsily.  She brushed the dirt off her hands and ran up to the door.  Pushing it open, she called out a 'hello' o see if anyone was there.  The only response she received was pure silence.  She nodded and scampered back to the wagon.

"Jesse."  She poked his shoulder, trying to wake him.

A half hour later she had him on the bed in the first bedroom she had found.  He was awake again and was staring at her with unreadable black eyes.

"You're bleeding too much."  She stated when nothing else came to mind.

"You are quite observant my dear."  Jesse replied with an arched eyebrow. "I have a bullet in me.  It's what happens."

Jenny frowned.  For how calm his words were, his voice was weak and forced.

"Well how do you plan to get da bullet out if I can't get da doctor?"  she questioned, her frown still prominent.

"I hadn't planned to get it out."

"But you could die!"  she cried out.

"That's what I had planned on."

She glared at him.  "You're stupid didja know dat?"

He would have laughed it weren't for the pain. "I've been told that before."

"Do ya not know how ta get a bullet out?" she asked impatiently.

Jesse opened his mouth to reply, but he suddenly wasn't sure which Jenny he should talk to.  The room was turning circles so quickly he couldn't see straight.  Closing his, he found, made things less dizzying.

"I do." He finally said in a shaky voice.  "Need something….long to get the bullet out.  Something that pinches….scissors or something. Needle and thread to sew the wound."  He mumbled all of this as the swirling darkness tried to pull him under.  He continued with his instructions telling her exactly what to do.

Jenny realized that she would have to be the one to get the bullet out.  And the mere thought made her stomach churn.

Jesse finished up. "….sew up….the hole.  Pray….for my soul."  As if that would help, he thought darkly.

Taking a look at Jesse's pale face and his pained expression, Jenny made up her mind.  "I can do that." She whispered to him.

"Pray?" He asked, having forgotten everything else he had said.

"No, everything." She said.

Those were the last words Jesse heard before a blinding pain yanked him into the darkness once again.

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Short I know….but how was it?  Please let me know!! If you liked it….and you review then you'll be rewarded with more sooner! If you don't like it and you review….well then I don't suggest you read more cause then that's just torture for yourself isn't it?

I must go!  TTYL!