As soon as Alan had scooped her up, she felt the twinges of the pains she had, the blood wearing off... Missy had hopped off his back before he collapsed, and was looking around very sketchy like, not sure if the wolves were really gone... She scooped both of them up, trying to ignore the smell of his rich blood and its pouring over her as she held the wound shut and carried both of them, Tonic on her back and Alan in her arms, and got to the car, setting them bothin, by this time Tonic was pale as sh felt the pain of her injuries to the near full extent, and Missy was very pale as she held her control with a very thin thread... She got tonic to hold his wound shut as she drove like a bat out of hell, ignoring the yells and screams of people as a pack of wolves started from the woods into the parks...
She careened to a stop infront of the hospital, and hopped out quickly, grabbing the two of them and yelling for help... A few nurses and a doctor came over and helped them onto stretchers, ect, rushing them in, Missy being told to sit in a wheelchair... They wanted to do tests on her too, but she deflected them saying she was fine... She looked pale as a ghost and was covered in blood...