She stepped into his bathroom to change, remembering the last time they'd done this very same thing.

The borrowed shirt was big enough to work as a dress though it was a little shorter, showing off a little more of her thigh. She soaked the bloody sections of her dress in water and scrubbed it until the blood was gone. Getting the blood out quickly was the only way she knew to actually saving her clothes. When she was done she hung up her dress in the bathroom and joined Jack.

"I'm okay. A little shaken up but okay." This wasn't how she expected the evening to go.

Her arms wrapped around his waist and she buried her face against the side of his neck. He was warm. "I feel better when you're here."