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Jazz stared at Danny’s wound. They’d done their best to stitch it up and keep it clean. But the skin around the incision was red and inflamed. She couldn’t tell if it was infected or not. She didn’t even know if Danny could get infections.
She bit her lip. “Danny…” she trailed off. “I think we need someone to look at this.”
Danny didn’t say anything.
“Danny.”
He turned to look at her.
“Danny, we need someone to look at this. It could be infected, and the stitches are done terribly, and I don't know how to take care of it. We need help.”
Danny looked away again. “Who could we tell?”
“Barbara said she knew some people.”
“Are we even sure we can trust her?” he said.
Jazz frowned at him. “Danny,” she took his hand in hers, “you’ve told me that you feel nothing but kindness and honesty from her. I don’t think she was lying to us. I know… I know how hard it is to trust people. I’m anxious too. But we need help. We can’t have this injury getting worse.”
Danny sighed. “Okay.” he whispered.
Jazz’s smile was wobbly, but she squeezed his hand. “I’ll tell Barbara.” She stood, letting go of his hand and walking out of the room and heading toward the kitchen where she could hear Barbara moving around.
“Barbara?” she said, stepping into the kitchen.
“You can call me Babs, Jazz.” Babs said scrubbing a plate from breakfast.
Jazz tried to smile, but it was only a tiny thing. “You mentioned something last night about knowing someone with medical training?”
Babs paused while rinsing off a plate. “Yes. I know two people. An older woman who runs a private clinic, and an older gentleman. I trust them both.”
Jazz bit her lip. “I don’t know… his injuries… they’re bad.” Jazz had wrapped her arms around himself and was staring at the ground.
“Does he need help urgently?” Babs asked, trying to keep her voice calm, but she could feel fear climbing up her through. How badly was Danny injured?
Jazz shook her head. “I don’t think so. But… I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to help him.”
Babs wheeled herself over, placing a hand on Jazz’s arm. “It’s okay, Jazz. You’re doing what you can. We can get him the help he needs. He’ll be okay.”
Jazz relaxed slightly.
“Do you have a preference for who I ask to come and check Danny?”
She shook her head.
“Okay, then I’ll give them both a call and see who’s available.”
Jazz nodded. “Okay.” She paused. “Thank you.” she whispered before leaving to go back to Danny.
Babs stared after her. How badly was Danny injured that not only would the siblings come to her, someone they’d only briefly met, but that they’d also be willing to seek help from someone they didn’t know.
She called Dr. Thompkins first. She answered, but said she’d be busy today unless it was urgent. Babs called Alfred next.
“Miss Gordon, how are you this fine morning?”
She smiled. “I’m doing alright, Alfred. How are you doing? Everything go alright last night?”
“I am doing well. Master Jason got into a tussle and sprained his wrist, but other than that everyone here is well.”
Babs sighed, relieved that there had been no major injuries on patrol last night. “That’s great, Alfred. I have to admit though that I’m not calling today just to chat.”
Alfred hummed. “What is it that you need, dear?”
“Could you please come by my apartment? And… could you bring a first aid kit? I’m afraid I’ve run out of supplies.” she said, knowing that Alfred would understand that more than the average first aid kit supplies would be needed.
“Oh my. Are you injured?”
“No, but I’ve got a friend over who is.”
“What is their injury?”
“I’m not sure, but they’ve agreed to let you check the injury and provide treatment.”
“I see. I can be over in about an hour.”
She grinned. “Thank you, Alfred. And I would appreciate it if you didn’t let the others know.”
“Of course, Miss Gordon. I’ll see you later.”
Babs sighed as she hung up. She went back to washing the dishes. She had a feeling she knew why the siblings were wary of outside help. While the Meta Protection Act had been signed into effect a few years ago, that didn’t mean that metas were actually safe.
She’d just have to make sure they knew that she would protect them either way.