> David lowered his arm too wiping his brow and the flow of blood that was > going between his eyes. > > >T'Mel nodded her head. "That is understandable, Commander. If it would be > all right, we could start >treatment," she said as she indicated Wilson's > arm, which was clearly injured. > > Wilson nodded. By now, the pain was excruciating. "If you would," she said. > > While they tended to Wilson, David turned his back and let out a shuddering > slow breath. He wanted to scream out to them to thank them for coming. He > wiped a tear from his eye-his composure was cracking. > > He sat on the edge of one of the pilot seats and put his bad ankle up and > waited.
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