Once Jack was able to convince the woman to remove her flannel shirt he was able to asses the damage. Two of the four scars down her back were ripped open and bleeding heavily. The marks nestled against the joints caused the bones to peek through the skin. Immediately Jack was a flurry of activity, within minutes he had a fire burning, needles and stitching thread laid out and a bottle of whiskey beside it. "I may not be able to cook but I can set stitches just like a doctor." The woman chuckled and lay flat on her stomach, "I don't care as long as they close." Jack gently poured some whiskey into the wounds and let them soak, and then he heated his needle and threaded it to begin to set the stitches.

The young woman bit deeply into her lower lip to keep from crying out in agony; even though Jack's touch was gentle it was hell on the wounds. Jack didn't look up from his work when he heard Ennis groan. The heavily bandaged cowboy slowly sat up and rubbed his forehead, he felt like he'd been trampled by an angry bull. He watched as Jack slowly sewed up the wounds that he had reopened by accident. After a half an hour Ennis couldn't stand it anymore, he had to ask. "What happened to you? Why did he beat you so badly? Did someone even beat you?" The young woman looked up, "It's a long story…but I suppose we have time"

Ennis lay a comforting hand on the back of her neck; slowly she took a deep, painful breath. "I was winning a lot of rodeos, had a promising career ahead of me, I was the best on the other side of Broke Back.

"He was a jealous, spoiled, unseated prince, apparently he'd been the best before I began to compete. "So he lured me to his home with the concern of a pregnant mare down to foal.

"When I went into the stall he hit me from behind with a pickaxe, slicing through bone and muscle with two swipes. "Two millimeters from paralysis I was told never to ride again, even nearly killing me wasn't enough, he stole me from the hospital the day after, took me up the mountain and left me to die." Ennis lay his head close to hers, "Now you're stuck with two rough necks who are extremely confused about the feelings we have." Quietly Jack clipped the last thread and mopped up the dried blood, sweat, and whiskey from her back, he too lay beside her.

"We are alike you and I, facial features, body shape, but our personalities are different, night and day, just like our eyes. "Our mother spoke of you often, you were her gem, the one child that our father made her give up, he believed that you were the devil with your yellow eyes, Gem Twist is your name, we're twins you and I, family." Gem stared at the two men beside her, one was her twin, and the other was his lover. "I'm going to take you back, to our parents, even if you don't want to stay it'll be good to let Mother know you're alive and well" For the first time tears welled up in Gem's eyes, they knew she was beyond words so Ennis and Jack wrapped their arms around her while they drifted off to sleep for the night.