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Maybe it was adrenaline or the fact that she couldn't stand to let anyone she cared about die but all the pain that was in Carrie's chest disappeared as Issac spoke. 'Do..don't underestimate old man.' Even her voice was slowly growing back to normal. Still cracking but she was able to speak clearly. 'I am an adult.'

She took the gun and her jacket off Yukito. 'Don't you dare die.' With that she turned to Cathy. The girls wounds weren't life threatening but must hurt a lot. No way she could walk. Not really caring about keeping things private she ripped a large part of her already destroyed shirt. After that she slipped her jacket back on but it didn't do very well in blocking her front. 'Don't look.' She added teasingly behind her as she tied the strip a few inches above Cathy's wound. Once she was don't Carrie nodded. Not as good as my mom would do it but considering the circumstances I'd say not bad. She smiled at these thoughts. 'C..cathy. Give me your hand. Lean on me.'