Elliot was stitching up a soldier and looked down at him, "You know, you should let the stitches heal before you start moving around."

"I can't wait that long," He grunted, "I'm needed."

Elliot shook her head, "You're useless if you keep tearing them and bleeding on us. If this happened in the field without a medic, you would be putting your team at risk," She placed the bandage over his shoulder, "Take a few days. We'll be fine without you for bit."

She smiled at stood. She glanced to the clock, Jacob would be leaving. She half wished that he had pulled her back into the room, she felt bad leaving him before he went out on the ambush. She crossed her arms, her stomach was starting to throb. She decided it was probably wise to throw in the towel for the day and bid her farewells and left the medical bay.