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Becker was still slumped against the wall, his head swimming from when it had been forced against it. Brown was staring at the corpse of his colleague and friend, grief and anger showing on his pale face. Abby stepped cautiously over the beast below her and jogged towards Becker to see if he needed any help.

She crouched down next to him, looking him in the eye. "Are you okay?" was all she could think to ask.

"My head and my ribs kill, but I'm fine." He replied, sitting up more. "What about you? Your cheek is bleeding." Abby frowned, and brought her hand up to her right cheekbone and grimaced slightly as a stinging sensation surrounded her cheek. She pulled her hand away to see blood on her fingers.

"Oh, it's from the door. That creature is strong." Abby stated, rising up into a stand and helping Becker up. "I'm sorry about Daniels." She added, seeing the body lying motionless, the blood pool still slowly growing around it. Becker looked at the body.

He didn't know what to do. One part of him wanted to be angry and upset, but another part of him knew that he wouldn't feel like that. He had barely known the man and he had seen so much death before; Daniels just added to the long list of people he had seen killed.

"We should get it restrained," Becker indicated to the dilophosaurus, Cutter crouched next to it, inspecting the wound. Abby nodded and went over to it, taking a coil of tough rope from her rucksack.

"Abby, can you take a look at this wound? I want it patched up to stop it becoming infected." Cutter asked, taking the rope from her hands.

"Yeah, sure." she nodded, crouching next to the dinosaur. As Abby took a pair of tweezers out of her bag to remove the bullet, Cutter started to tie up the limbs of the dilophosaurus, pulling the ropes as tightly as he could. He hissed in pain, raising his hand to his shoulder. The door had bruised it as it slammed against him and it began to feel very tender. He saw Abby looking at him, her eyes questioning him.

"Just a nasty bruise I think," he told her, going back to tying up the animal. Abby had managed to pull out the bullet, and wiped the small wound with a disinfectant wipe. She took out some wire thread and a hooked needle so that she could stitch it up. The needle pierced through a flap of severed skin, and the dilophosaurus stirred, a low grumble vibrating through its body. "Abby…" Cutter warned. He hadn't finished securing it and still had to figure out a way to restrain its head.

"I've got to stitch the wound. Give it another dose of tranquiliser." rushed Abby. The creature was waking up and if she didn't finish her work it could become infected and die.

"Abby, move away from it!" yelled Cutter. He took a dart and stabbed it into the hide of the dilophosaurus as its head raised up with its jaws wide open. Suddenly, Becker had grabbed Abby under the arms and was dragging her away. She yelped in surprise before she felt a burning pain in her side. She looked to see the mouth of the dilophosaurus move away from her and her now torn t-shirt began to soak with blood. The animal thrashed about a little more before it succumbed to the tranquiliser once again.

Becker let go of her arms and quickly got to her side to look at it. Abby tried to push his hands away, groaning with pain but Becker grabbed hold of them. "Abby, I need to look at your wound okay?" She pulled her bloodied hands away slowly, nodding. Cutter appeared at her other side and took hold of her hands. He looked at her face, now shining with a layer sweat, her fringe sticking to her forehead.

"Is it bad?" She struggled, seeing the look of concern on both their faces.

"No, just a nasty cut, is all. It'll be fine." replied Becker, not looking into her eyes and taking out his med kit.

"Liar." she tried to laugh but ended up crying from the excruciating pain that came from her attempt.

"Shh, it's okay." Cutter tried to soothe her. "You know, you are one of the toughest people I know." He tried to find a subject to talk about to distract his distressed friend. He glanced over at Becker who was preparing an injection. It was obvious that he had few medical skills, but he was doing what he could.

"Thanks," she smiled, trying not to focus on the pain. "Ow!" she exclaimed when Becker inserted the needle into the wound.

"Sorry. It's for the pain." Becker spoke, continuing with his work. He took out a large white patch and some bandage rolls to cover the wound. The injection was beginning to work and Abby's grip on Cutter's hand loosened slightly, allowing the circulation to return back into it.

"Cutter, can you put pressure down on this?" asked Becker, placing the white patch over the wound. Cutter took one of his hands away from Abby's and placed it on the white patch, pressing down on it as Becker took a bandage roll and began to wrap it tightly around Abby's waist. He secured it by ending it in a tight knot and began to put the medical things away.

"That should be okay for now, but I really think we should get you to a hospital." Becker said.

The seemed to be having a lot of bad luck today because, as he said that, an alarm sounded, piercing their ears, and metal shutters closed over the windows, embracing them all in darkness.

Yeah, random :S I couldn't be bothered to put much of Brown in this so I might kill him off later. (I'm so mean!)

I'll update in the next couple of days (: