Elliot lowered to the ground and turned around, grabbing a shirt out of her drawer. Pulling it quickly over her head, she walked back over to the bed. She climbed onto his lap. She was about to kiss him again when she noticed the wounds. Her eyes widened as she leaned over and looked at it, "Jacob! Why didn't you tell me that you got shot! These could be infected... and you shouldn't have even thought about carrying me."

She ran her hand through her hair and climbed off him, "Come on, we got to get you to the medical wing..." she crossed her arms and smirked, "You ruined it."