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This Means War

"Rest, Daisy. Definitely rest. Don't you worry your pretty little head about anything but having a decent snooze, get your energy back, I'm sure you'll be wanting it soon enough." Em patted Daisy's knee gently and then stood up, moving away to give Daisy some space.
I sat back on my heels and tried not to look concerned. Yes, Daisy would be fine now, but this wouldn't help our case of trying to get out of here. We weren't going to be able to move quickly or efficiently with Daisy injured like this. Hopefully the camp we'd left behind not so long ago could forget all about us... just for a while.
"Listen to Emma, she seems to know what she's doing." I smiled and gave Daisy a quick shrug before standing up. "Need anything else?"

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"Not long now." I said to Daisy, seeing how exhausted she looked.
A few minutes later, Em sat back and admired her handy work. "Looks just like new." She smiled at Daisy. "You can relax now, those pain killers should have kicked in, numb it all up for you."
"Hey, Spence," Joe called out, grabbing Spencer's attention, "grab Daisy some water, it's over there in the grey bag."
I watched as Spencer followed Joe's instruction before squeezing Daisy's shoulders gently. "Are you okay? You did well with that, if it was me I'd be crying like a baby by now."

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"Done! I'm done!" Em said as she lifted the tweezers up, showing her the small blood covered bullet pinched between them.
Joe stood up and grimaced at the sight of it. "Well done, Em. Mom would be proud." He said giving her an encouraging smile. Em tucked her head down shyly but I could see her cheeks reddening as she rummaged around in the medical bag.
"Right, unfortunately, it's not quite over yet. I've still got to stitch you up. Won't take long, promise. Mom always said I was a natural so it shouldn't hurt too much." Em smiled at Daisy before pulling out the necessary equipment to do the job.

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"Okay," Em said and looked from Daisy's leg wound to her troubled face. "Let's do this."
Em looked at me to check I was ready and as soon as I nodded and placed my hands on Daisy's shoulders, she picked up what looked like giant tweezers and leant forwards.
"Oh man, I, uh, I'm gonna go check on Nina..." Spencer spluttered as Em got to work and darted off to Nina. I couldn't see anything but I felt Daisy tense up and I knew she was trying her best to keep still.
Em sighed. "Joe, keep her leg still." A quick glance at Joe showed he wasn't so keen on that idea, but he knelt beside Em and did as she asked. "I'm almost there, Daisy, hold on." Em promised.

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"Not long," She answered, "and yes, I am trained, thanks for believing in me. More trained than any of you anyway. Our mother is a surgeon, I picked up a lot of stuff of her. Always wanted to be a doctor." She smiled lightly at Daisy as spoke.
"She was at the hospital almost as much as mom was." Joe piped in. "She's as legit as we're going to get right now. Unless you want Nina to do it." He threw a thumb in Nina's direction, who suddenly looked very nervous and shook her head quickly.
I looked back at Emma who was gently cleaning up the blood around the wound on Daisy's thigh. Her brown eyes focused, thinking about what she was going to do. "Do you need any help?" I asked her.
She shook her head without looking at me. "Unless you want to hold Daisy down, then be my guest."
I smiled gingerly at Daisy, here we go again. "Sorry."

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"Sure, you'll be fine. You only have a bullet stuck in your leg." I said raising an eyebrow at her. It was a relief to see everyone walking towards us in one piece. All three of them dumped their bags, apart from Em who grabbed the medical bag and made her way over to us.
"We've stopped the bleeding," I told her, watching her examine the wound. She had a few scratches on her cheek bone but otherwise looked unscathed.
"Yeah, looks good." She said and began rummaging through the bag, pulling out various medical items. "First of all, take these." She held out her palm to Daisy, where she held two small pills. "For the pain." She added.
"Are you trained?" I asked surprised.
Em looked at me and didn't answer.
"Second, I'll take the bullet out and then stitch you back up, it's not a deep wound. I can see the bullet from here." Em said as she lifted the fabric off of Daisy's leg, peering into the wound.

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I nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just aches a bit." I told her. "All that running wasn't terribly helpful." I smiled.
I was tired. I was hurting. But neither of those things were truly bothering me as much as what Spencer had said to me earlier. You weren't aiming to wound, you were aiming to kill. How could you do something like that?
His words echoed in my head, and I still couldn't even answer him properly. I could've just injured them, shot at their legs or arms, but no, I shot at their heads and chests. Each bullet hitting exactly what I wanted. I didn't know how I could've done something like that, I hadn't even thought about it at the time. I had just wanted to keep my promise.
"There over here." I heard Spencer getting closer, clearly having found his siblings. "Joe, do you still have that medical bag? Daisy will need it."
"Yeah, I should, I didn't drop anything." Joe sounded alert still, that was a good sign. They must have avoided all the trouble.

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I felt relieved as I dropped the bag onto the ground with the others. My promises were kept, Daisy was safe and Spencer was back with his siblings. Grabbing Daisy's hands, I held in a groan as I pulled her up, giving her my shoulder to lean on as I helped her over to the tree.
Once she was settled, I sat down beside her, closing my eyes and resting my head back against the tree as well. "I've gotta say, that wasn't too much fun." I said, opening my eyes and looking out at the spot where Daisy had been lying, blood stained the grass where she was just seconds ago.

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I found the bag Daisy had spoken of by the tree where she had clearly been hiding by before. There were spots of blood everywhere, leading me back to where Daisy lay now. "Do you want to sit up?" I asked her, gesturing to a smaller tree that would be good for her to lean against if she needed it. "Wait, where's Spencer?" I asked but I got my answer when I heard him in the distance, yelling out his siblings names. "They're close then?"

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I shook my head. "No worries." I said and gave her a small smile. "All we've done is stop the bleeding, we won't be able to get the bullet out until we got the proper supplies. Which means we need to find the others and hope that they've still got the bag." I explained as I used my arm to wipe my brow.
Spencer was back then, holding up a new shirt. "Great, thanks." I nodded to him as he handed it to me and I quickly replaced the old one on Daisy's leg, with the new one.
"Don't think we'll be needing that anymore." I said with a grin as I held the now ruined shirt up. Placing it down beside me, I wiped my hands on my uniform pants, getting off what blood I could, then zipped up the rest of the uniform, safely covering what I couldn't stand looking at. "I'll get that bag." I said and stood up with a wince, my body aching now more than ever.
Turning away, I left Spencer sitting by Daisy. "How are you feeling? Sorry, again about before." I heard him say as I walked off.