Jeff thought a moment before replying to answer Dans question. "Shouldnt be too long, usually when cops go to check around they will just knock on the peoples doors asking around and warning the residences about 'criminals in the area'. Once they see this house is empty they'll move on pretty quickly. But come on, we need to get you upstairs, away from the windows." Jeff slowly began to assist Dan up the stairs, starting to get concerned about just how serious his injury was. Once they got up the stairs, jeff set him on the guest bed and made for the attic where the elders never went anymore, to get the stash of supplies he kept up there.

As he rummaged through the stash, a small piece of paper fell to the floor. Picking it up, he saw it was an i,age of his adopted father, along with himself and Kennedy as kids. They must've been no older than fifteen in this image yet he could remember it like it was yesterday, they were just heading out to grab some ice cream after a day of training, I was annoying Kennedy as usual, playing with her ponytails as she tried to smile nice for the camera. I smiled a little and held the image gently before folding it and pocketing the image, muttering gently to myself "Stay safe Kennedy... we'll be back soon."

 Grabbing a couple medical kits and a little ammo for the two of them, he made his way back down, handing Dan ammo for his weapons and then proceeding to open up the med kit. "Alright buddy now where does it hurt?" Jeff had noticed the he would grab at his back from time to time, so perhaps a back brace would be needed too. But he would wait to see what Dan said before going on.