[I]Elliot shook her head, "Or you just want me nursing you back to health," she teased. She looked up at him when he told her that he meant what he had said, that did love her. She blushed a little and sat up. She kissed him again, as she did, she pressed alcohol covered cloth against his wound to clean it. She pulled away when she finished. She laughed a little and bit her lip, "Sorry..." She gave him another small kissed before she bent back over him and went back to work on his leg. When she managed to bandage him up, she sat up and looked at him, "It's the best I can do in a moving vehicle, so I'll have to properly tend to it along with everyone else."

She rest against him and placed her head on his shoulder. She slid her hand into his and smiled at him, "I meant it too..."[/I]

Elliot had gone back to her room and was sitting on her bed. She was trying to figure out why she had said what she had. She pulled her legs close to herself. It seemed like every time she got a thought track that made some kind of sense, the voice managed to derail it in some form or another.