[i]''Kyra, I need you to sew me up, I can't go to the hospital for this''[/i] was the only thing Kyra heard for a moment. Sewing him up? He really was serious?! Even at work she didn't do the sewing.. Not because she couldn't put stitches but because her hands shook to much for that most of the time. She then followed him and listened to what he said, she looked at the needle and then back at him. ''I believe that this is gonna suck for both of us..'' she said and then looked around. ''You need to lay down on your other side, do that on the table'' she said and cleared the table for him. She placed all the papers and stuff on his couch. 

She had been sewing him up before, but never it had been this bad. ''Can you please tell me what has happened.. You always tell me when you go on a new mission'' she said and helped him on the table and on his right side so she could better reach for the wound. She grabbed the first aid kid and looked at the wound. ''Sorry James, hiss at me whatever you want but I need to clean this out first'' she said and then took the bottle with cleaning alcohol out. She gave him the thickest pillow from the couch to hold on to. ''Scream in that'' she said and then opened the bottle. She didn't take the time of using a piece of cotton and cleaning it what that, plus she ignored the risk of getting slapped away from him. She poured the liquid over the wound and that way made it clean and it did clean. She could see the dirty blood slowly seep away, over his belly and back.

Just to be sure, she did a few steps away and then when it seemed save, she did the exact same thing once again and then on a save spot she waited again for the alcohol to do it's work.