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When JJ pulled up outside the Chateau, he slammed on the breaks and Sarah and Pope helped Claire out of the van and inside. Carefully, they sat her down on the couch and placed her wounded leg on the coffee table. All the while, Claire's face was stained with hot tears and she was holding back a scream, while also trying not to vomit at the sight of her bloodied up leg.
"Pope, John B, find me a pocket knife, some rubbing alcohol, bandages and tweezers or something similar if there aren't tweezers, and scissors." Sarah instructed, "JJ, grab some towels and a bowl of hot water."
All three boys nodded and went to find what Sarah instructed, while Kie sat beside Claire and gripped her hand.
"How you holding up?" Kie asked.
"I've been better." Claire replied. "I still can't believe we pulled that off."
Kie smiled. "I know. We're gonna be so rich."
The three boys returned with the equipment and Sarah handed Claire one of the towels.
"What's this for?" She asked.
"For you to bite down on for the pain. Cause this is gonna hurt like a bitch." Sarah said.
Sarah got to work, first applying the rubbing alcohol, which, as expected, stung like hell. Claire bit down on the towel and squeezed her eyes shut–as well as squeezing Kiara's hand. Then Sarah worked carefully with the pocket knife, cutting a small incision around the hole (which Claire looked away for due to more blood), and then she used the tweezers to remove the bullet. Claire was sure she'd accidentally break Kie's hand from how hard she was squeezing it but Kie didn't seem to mind. Sarah successfully got the bullet out and dabbed a towel with some hot water to get rid of the blood, before applying some more rubbing alcohol and then bandaging it up securely.
Claire removed the towel from her mouth and gasped, releasing her grip from Kie's hand. "Holyfuck that hurt!"
"Yeah, sorry." Sarah said. "The bullet had barely reached anything important though, so, it was pretty easy to get out."
"I guess that's a relief. She is a terrible shot after all." Claire chuckled. "Thank you, Sarah."
Sarah smiled. "You're welcome. Just keep cleaning it and changing bandages over the next few days so it doesn't get infected." Claire nodded in understanding.
"Where'd you learn to do all that kinda stuff anyways?" JJ asked.
Sarah shrugged. "My dad taught us a lot of this kinda stuff in case of emergency's. I never thought I'd have to actually take a bullet out but, here we are." She said. "Anyways, I should get home or my dad will freak."
