Still in One Piece

After another few hours we get back to the shelter. The sedatives and pain killers have pretty much completely worn off by now and my finger’s starting to ache, so getting my jacket and glove off was a slight pain. I finish getting my gear off and go into the living room area.

 

Cristy - “Hang on a second and I’ll get some more pain killers and the anti-biotics for you.”

Phin - “Yeah, sure.”

 

Cristy continues taking off her gear by the bag hooks. I raise my hand and make a fist, I opening it back up and let out a sigh.

 

Phin - “I’m not sure whether to say I’m lucky or unlucky. On one hand all the bullets could've completely missed my fingers, on the other hand they could've went right into the rest of my body…”

 

Cristy finishes taking off her jacket and turns over to me.

 

Cristy - “Hey, d-don’t think about that. You’re still in one piece – mostly, anyway. That’s all that matters.”

 

I lower my hand back down and nod.

 

Phin - “I guess so.”

 

Cristy hangs up her jacket and does into the cold storage room as I take seat into the arm chair.

 

………….

 

Phin - “I guess you really deserve that patch you picked up now.”

Cristy - “Hmp. Uh, okay this might sting a little bit…”

Done