Twin Flames X Jemily

22- Take Me to Paris

(TW- gore)

Emily's pov:
I had just gotten out of the shower and changed into shorts and a tank top, because it was extremely hot. I was about to sit down and watch some tv or something, when I hear a knock at the door. Who's knocking at the door? I'm in Paris I know nobody.

I got up and locked through the glass to see who it was. It was the last person I ever expected. I opened the door. "JJ? What are you doing here?" I pulled her inside, shutting and locking the door behind her.

"I'm sorry I couldn't go home and I didn't know where to go and I didn't know I was going to say to bring me here and then it just came out of my mouth and I got on the plane and then I drove here and I know I shouldn't have come but-" she rambles on all in one breath. I cut her off so she'll actually breathe.

"JJ slow down." I said. I managed to get a better look at her now. She was all covered in bruises and blood. "What happened to you?" I panicked.

"I was- the mission- I can't-" JJ couldn't get a full sentence out before she burst into tears. I led her over to the couch and she sat down. "JJ tell me what happened in one sentence." I said holding her hand.

She managed to stop crying. "I got blown up." She said staring at me blankly. I have no idea what I expected her to say, but it wasn't that.

I didn't know what to say to that. "Okay hold on hold on. I need you to start from the beginning now." I said shaking my head.

"I was in a truck and then we blew up and then I came here." She told me. I think she may be leaving out a few major details.

I looked down to her hands that were bleeding through the poorly wrapped bandages. "What happened to your hands?" I asked her. "They got blown up too." She said. I honestly don't know what answer I expected.

She looked like she was lost in thought for a few seconds, before she stared at me again. She got up from the couch stumbling. "You know what I should just go." She tried to walk away.

I pulled her back making her sit back down. "You're not leaving." I said. "Here lay down." I propped up a pillow and forced her to lay back. "I'm going to get you some ice. Stay here."

I kept watching JJ as I walked to the kitchen. I was afraid she might just get up and run out the door.

I grabbed an ice back from my freezer and then some Advil and a water bottle. I walked back over to JJ and handed her the ice pack, which she pressed the the bruises on her face. "Take this." I said handing her a pill and opening the water.

She swallowed the pill and set the bottle down. Now I actually want to find out what happened. "Okay JJ where were you when all of this happened?"

"I was in Afghanistan because I got transferred." She said. I nodded, "so you were in Afghanistan, doing what?"

" We were trying to unravel Osama Bin Laden's terrorist organization." She said. Now it was starting to make sense. "So when did you get in the truck?"

"Yesterday." She told me. "Who were you with?" "I don't know."

"Okay that's not important. What happened after you got in the truck?" I asked her. "Well everyone was just talking and then all of a sudden it blew up and there was guns and stuff. And then I was in the tent."

"What tent?" I asked. She stared at the couch. "The triage tent. That's where I told them to take me here."

"Okay I want you to go take a shower, leave the bandages on. I'll fix them after." I said helping her stand up. She nodded and I showed her to the bathroom.

I grabbed some clothes from my room and set them on a counter with a towel while JJ was in the shower.

I grabbed a first aid kit I had and looked through it until I heard JJ come out of the shower.

She walked into the dining room where I was sitting, wearing the clothes I had put out. She sat down next to me, putting her hands on the table.

"Can I see them?" I asked her. She nodded. "Okay close your eyes you shouldn't look at it." I said. The fact that they were bleeding through the bandage meant it was probably pretty bad. She shut her eyes tight.

I carefully unraveled it. When I saw the wound I had to stop myself from actually gasping out loud. I undid the second one and it was the same. The flesh was burned and torn apart. The skin was practically shredded and the bleeding still hadn't stopped. The skin was literally peeling apart from the bone.

"JJ I think we need to go to the hospital." I said examining it closely. "No. I don't want to go." She said firmly, keeping her eyes closed shut. "JJ please."

"No. I'm not going." She said. "Okay." I sighed. "But if it gets any worse, ANY worse, I'm taking you to the hospital." I insisted. "Fine."

I'm a certified emt but I hadn't brushed up in it since after high school. I tried to think back and remember what I had learned.

I grabbed a suture kit that was god knows how old, and opened it up. Everything looked okay, so I decided to go with it. This was probably not a good idea.

"JJ I need you to keep your eyes closed okay? I'm going to stitch your hand, and even with the numbing it might hurt." I said getting everything ready. "Okay." She nodded squeezing her eyes even harder.

I grabbed the syringe from the kit and filled it exactly half way with lidocaine. "I'm going to give you a shot so it's going to hurt." I told her. She just nodded. I knew this was going to be painful as hell.

I injected the liquid into the torn up flesh of her hand, making her wince. Her face scrunched up in pain. "I know it hurts I'm sorry sweetie." I got another syringe and did the other hand. "It's fine."she said through her clenched teeth.

I put on rubber gloves and got out the suture needle. I clamped it into the forceps. "Okay just keep breathing for me." I said to her. I tried to prepare myself for the pain I was about to cause her.

I slid the needle in and she clenched her jaw but said nothing. I stitched it all the way through and then did the other hand, trying to be as quick, but also careful, as possible.

Finally I finished and threw away everything. I applied a layer of antibiotic ointment to hopefully stop it from getting infected. I wrapped both her hands neatly in a clean bandage.

"JJ you can open your eyes now. I'm done." I told her. She opened her eyes and blinked away tears. "Thank you." She said softly.

"There's a lot we need to talk about. A lot. But it's late let's just watch tv and go to sleep." I said helping her up. "Okay." She said nervously as we walked over to the couch.

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