Jack struggled greatly trying to carry the bulk of his weight. She was relieved when she got him to the couch. She sat him down and he didn't say a word. Her eyes went over and stared at his leg. There was a huge gash from his knee to his ankle which was bleeding steadily. Jack got up and went to go to the bathroom. Riddick grabbed her arm.

"I don't need help," he said stubbornly then spit out some of the blood in his mouth.

"Yeah, ya do. God your bleeding all over the place," she said trying to get out of his grip. He let her go. She was glad since she won't have been able to move other wise.

Jack came out of the bathroom a few minutes later with washcloths, wrappings to put on his leg, some disinfecting alcohol, a needle and thread incase he needed stitches which was likely. She went over to him. He had wrapped something around his leg to the stop the bleeding. Looking at the other legit was clear that he'd ripped off his pant leg and put it around his injured one.

"Leave it. I'll do it myself," Riddick said in as snarl. He sat up and tried shooing her away. For once she held her ground.

"No, I've had first aid training, now let me help," the young woman said looking concerned. He knew that look well enough and shrugged laying back down.

"Fine if you think you handle it," he said.

She smiled at him gratefully. She moved back down to his leg. Gentle she removed the temporary wrap from it. The girl grimaced, backing up a little seeing the mess it was in. The cut wasn't down to the bone, but it was deep none the less. Blood was gushing from a few places now the pressure was gone. Jack was glad she had brought the needle and tread this would definitely be need it. She hated to have to see his muscular leg in such a vulnerable condition.

The nervous young woman started stringing a needle. He watched her the whole time looking annoyed. He didn't like letting someone else deal with his wounds, and she knew it. Something inside her felt proud that he trusted her enough to let her do this for him. She sewed it up. She had to pull the skin together which made his wince. She finished as quickly as she could and tied the end so that it won't come undone. Actually doing it was a lot harder then they had taught in class. In class they never told you about the having to hold down vomit due to the smell and look of it.

Jack pulled out a disinfectant. She opened the cap and put it own his leg making him hissed in pain. She keep putting it on making sure it got into every little cut. An infection was the last thing they needed to deal with. She put her tools away sighing.

She got out the wraps. Jack pulled the remaining bit of his pant leg off. The material was in shreds she simple ripped it. She put the rags onto the floor then she lifted his knee up, with his help of course, and put his leg on a stool. She went to putting the wrap around his leg. She couldn't help but admire the healthy side of his leg. Even with living with her and Iman for 5 years he hadn't lost a ounce of muscle. She smiled feeling the little spasm that went through it as the pain hit. She knew it wasn't a good thing he was in pain but she couldn't help smile. She tried not to think on it much as she finished the wrapping and tied the end off.

"All done," she said looking up at the big man that had been close to silent through it all. Riddick was laying back his arm over his eyes. He nodded. She could almost feel the growl of pain that came from his lips.

"Um I'm going to go to my room now," she said getting up. He gave her another nod as she left.

She gave him one more look as he tried to get comfortable. He looked like he was in so much pain. She knew he could take whatever came his way but tonight had been a close call. It the cut had been higher. If it had got his neck or stomach. Visions of it clouded her mind. She breathed in quickly and covered her mouth. She ran into her bedroom shutting the door behind her. She jumped on her bed and started crying. She couldn't imagine her life if he had died. She hugged the pillow tight trying to make the images of him dieing go away as she soaked her sheets with tears.

Sometimes you're crazy
And you wonder why
I'm such a baby
Cause the Dolphins make me cry