Abby stumbled into her lab, closing the door with her foot before letting out a long sob of pain. God, she'd been holding that in since the alley, terrified that the green beast would hear her and come back. She fell against the wall, gasping as her shoulder was jarred. It was dislocated. She knew the practical ways to put it back in place, but
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[Oh, look, Dean is being a hero. Well, and deep down, he can't let a lady be in distress. Goes against his moral codes and all that.]
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"I'm fine. Just a little shaken up. Thanks." She leaned her head back against the wall and concentrated on keeping herself still. She was about as close to the door as she could have possibly managed. Thank god for small favors.
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"Hey. Name's Dean, guy from the tablet. You said it's just a dislocated shoulder?"
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"Abby." She offered her name is reply. "Yeah, the left one." She was holding it awkwardly. "I know the logistics of how to get it back in, but having never done it before. Well." She trailed off and looked up at him.
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