
Cally nodded nervously. "Okay." She finished taking his belt off.

Cally nodded. "Right." She started to unbuckle his belt.

Cally's eyes widened a little. "O-okay."

Cally handed him the stuff. "You better know what we're doing, because I sure don't."

Cally did so, trying to be careful. "I did say this was a bad idea."

"Yeah," Cally said, following. "I'm not helping with that."

"Well," Cally said. "That didn't work out so well."
((Do we want to move now, or...))

"Yeah," Cally said, turning the car on.

"I'll be fine," Cally assured him.

Cally exhaled. "Okay. To your car then."

"Really?" Cally asked. "As if that matters."

Cally watched him with concern. "Okay. You can lean on me if you need to."

"If you think you're going to walk there you are severely mistaken." Cally said. She grabbed the keys.

"Don't move," Cally said sharply. She sighed. "We need to go to the hospital."

"But you can't," Cally said. "So maybe
Iwill."

Cally gulped. "Sit down."

Cally gasped. She glared at Jim.

Cally wanted to run away, but she resisted.

Cally tensed. She tried to relax herself, but she didn't do very well.