Snippet #1099258

-KROSS and ANGEL-
Kross flew straight threw his window and laid Angel on his bed as he ran into his bathroom and threw open the medicine cabinet. "Where the fuck is it?!" He yelled as he frantically dug through the medicine bottles and shaving utensils. "Damn it!" He yelled as he ran out of the bathroom and flung the closet open and finally found what he was looking for, the first AID kit.
Kross grabbed it and ran into the room where Angel was laying on his bed. "It's OK I'm going to help you," he said as Angel started to resist, "just stay calm." Kross took out the disinfectant and poured it onto a towel and started dabbing at Angel's wounds. Angel flinched as it stung but lay still trusting the other to know what he was doing. Kross then took out a stitching needle and some thread. "I'm going to stitch you up, stay still so I don't mess up." Kross then began to slowly and gingerly stitch all of her wounds closed. After that he wrapped them in gauze strip to keep the infection out. "That should do it, do you want some pain killers?"
Angel was too weak to say anything so she only nodded her head. Kross went and got her his best painkillers and gave them to her with a glass of water. "I'm right here if you need anything," Kross said as he sat down in his recliner on the other side of the room. He sat and watched Angel until she fell back asleep, at which time she reverted back to her previous form of a small child.