The Lost Pack
“We’ve got you. You’re going to be fine.”
“Okay, boil some water, and then I need something to get it out, tweezers, a knife, a needle and thread.” She instructs, voice sharp but confident. She’s already moving, hands efficient, eyes focused.
Poppy quickly moves to the kitchen counter, grabbing clean towels, disinfectant, and the small medical kit I keep in the cupboard. She glances back at us. “I need someone to hold the towels for me while I stop the bleeding. Paige, that’s you. Keep pressure here. Callen, back me up if he struggles.”
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