Unrest

Jennifer was close to tears as they rushed to their Doc's place. Though Frank winced in pain at first, he soon got used to it. It was as though nothing had happened to him. However, his bloody pants proved that nothing was normal.

Surprised at his calm state, Jennifer gaped at him. Frowning, she searched his face. 

"Doesn't it hurt?" She asked, making Frank chuckle in response. Smirking, he glanced at her. He saw how concerned and surprised she looked at the same time. 

"It burns," he told her and his response only added to her unrest. 

"Then how can you be so relaxed?" She expressed her confusion. 

Amused by her reaction, Frank snickered. 

"This isn't that bad. The doc will remove the bullet and put in some stitches. If the wound doesn't get infected, it won't take that long to heal," he told her. 

Grimacing, she leaned back in the seat. Her eyes darted to his wo