An: ok, so i got another chapter done, i hope there will be less time between updates now, thanks for reading!
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Gwen was startled out of her thoughts by a gentle knock at the door, she walked over and opened it a fraction, peering out. What she saw made her open the door fully and run into the hallway. Jack was leant on the corridor wall, blood dribbling over his face from a nasty gash on his scalp, the rest of him didn't look much better.
She quickly supported him and led him into the room as quickly as she could. "Gwen... I'm..." he wheezed. "Jack, save it. What the hell happened to you?" she asked as she sat him on the lid of the toilet in the bathroom to get a better look at his injuries.
"After you left... I wanted to... give you some time..." he breathed in deeply, wincing at the pain and continued, "So I went... Sulphur Mountain..." he coughed. "Christ!" Gwen interrupted, "You shouldn't have gone on your own!" she shouted, concern giving way to slight anger.
"Gwen," Jack breathed.
"I found a track, I followed it..." he shifted his position and slowly undid the remains of his shirt. "I found a yeti... female... trying to find food... tourists got in the way... usually hibernate... but warmer weather woke it early... dead tourists..." he breathed, fighting the urge to scream at the pain he was in, but he had to explain.
"Well, what happened, it looks like it could have gone better," she smiled lightly, trying to distract him, she ran some warm water in the sink, took a flannel and carefully started to dab at Jack's wounds.
"I tried to communicate with it, but – it attacked me. We fell off the rock face, the snow was deep, I survived, but – it's dead. I managed to drag the body into a cave. I don't think we need to worry, it's pretty remote and there is so much wildlife out there I think it will just disappear." Gwen was shocked at what Jack was telling her.
"God Jack, I'm so sorry, let me finish cleaning you up and then I'll get you into bed." She had tears tracking down her cheeks as she spoke and studied his face to make sure she didn't hurt him while she was cleaning him.
"Gwen, I'm ok, seriously, I can take care of myself," she swatted his hand away and continued to see to him, once she was satisfied, she took him by the hand and led him upstairs, pulling the sheets back on her bed she gestured to him to get in.
"Gwen, this is your bed." He whispered. "I know, but its closer to the bathroom and there are wardrobes in the way of yours, it will be easier for you to get into this one, it's ok, I don't mind. Just take it." She smiled shyly at him, paying extra attention to fluffing the pillows, anything to avoid looking at him.
Jack knew he wasn't going to win this fight so he shrugged off the rest of his clothes down to his underwear, Gwen watched as he tentatively got into the bed then she pulled the covers up over him. "Try to sleep Jack, I know you don't usually, but try, it will help you heal quicker." She smiled, leaning over to gently kiss his forehead before standing up to make her way down stairs.
"Yes ma'am" he smiled weakly at her, then closed his eyes.