Bruce grimaced as he slowly took a step forward, he looked at his hind leg it was still bleeding steadily. He shifted it was slower than usual and hurt more, he put his hand on his thigh that's where he was hit. "Stupid police man got a lucky shot," he mumbled under his breath then looked at her. "I need your help usually weapons don't carry silver I guess that would be from the video that they now carry silver bullets but whatever. I need you to help me out here please I usually don't ask for help but no other werewolf can touch silver." He fell to the ground, his hands covering the bullet wound he groaned in pain. "Or you can kill me it just seems fair if I give you two options."