part 3 of chap.1 no title

Sorry it's took so long to put up this part. As before criticism is most

definitely welcome.

The voice surprised him as she said her name. It had a deep,velvet

laced sound. As she laid there he really looked at her for the first time.

Rose was tall and curved without being considered big, blonde hair falling

from a loose ponytail and a tan visible even under the paleness of her

face, but the one thing he really saw was the pain filled turquoise eyes

looking up at him. As he was staring at her his gaze dropped to her

shoulder where a blood stain was spreading across the shirt. How could

he be so stupid? no wonder she was drifting in and out of

consciousness. He should have checked for injuries to begin with instead

of staring into her eyes. From the size of the stain he didn't have time to

ride the two hour ride it took to get to doc Hintz's place. Jake would have

to care for her himself.

Jake decided to throw decency out the window for the sake of trying to

save her life. Thankfully Rose had once again lost consciousness by this

time as he removed her shirt to find a bullet wound bleeding profusely

and one of those undergarment things women always seem to have on.

Jake felt for an exit wound but didn't find one, so the bullet was still in

side her shoulder. He went and got a pitcher of water, his knife and a

bottle of whiskey for the pain she was sure to feel. He poured the whiskey

into a glass and brought it to her lips. At first it just ran down the side of

her mouth. So he took a cold rag to her forehead, as she was waking up

he tilted her head back a little and poured the drink slowly into her mouth.

Once she drank the rest of the whiskey in the glass he poured another

to clean his knife with. Jake ran his knife through the flickering flame

of a candle and set it on the table careful not to let the blade touch the

surface of the table. Then he poured water into a washbowl and dipped

a rag in it. Jake washed away the excess blood from her shoulder. Jake

went to the end of the bed where an old trunk held old linen. He took a

sheet out and ripped them into bandages to use later. Jake took a shot

whiskey to calm his nerves. He had dealt with wounds even worse than this

but had always had a doctor with him and had never had to dug a bullet

out of someone himself.

Jake inserted the knife into the wound with a precession that he didn't

know he had. As he searched for the bullet he found that the reason it

hadn't gone though was because it was lodged near her shoulder blade.

This is going to is going to take longer than I thought Jake said to

himself. There were bone splinters to get out along with the bullet. As he

worked his thoughts drifted to his patient and the events of the night. He

wondered where she came from and why the other two riders left her or

how she got shot. Jake removed the bullet and remaining debris from her

shoulder. Jake washed out the wound stitched it up and bandaged it. After

that was all done Jake throughout the bloody water and refilled the pitcher

with fresh water for future use. Jake finally finished cleaning and made

sure Rose was doing ok before he sat in the rocking chair that he had

abandoned only a short time ago. As dawn approached he thought of

what he was going to do with the unconscious girl suddenly in his care.

Hoped you liked this. Don't know if I'm ending the chapter here or not. opinions on whether or not I should is welcome. [/i]