Vincent could hear someone knocking on his door, shouting something. It sounded like A.J. He got to his feet quickly and moved to the front door, seeing her condition. He carefully picked her up and took her inside, closing and locking the door. He went into his bedroom, setting her down on the bed carefully. He was quickly checking the wounds and then rushed off into the bathroom to go get a first aid kit. He came back quickly and sat on the edge of the bed. He took a damp cloth and used it to clean each cut and wound. He bandaged the wounds up with some Ace Bandages that would help prevent the bleeding. As for the shard in her side, he was  hesitating for a moment, then being very delicate on removing it. He washed that wound as well, then bandaged it. He got up, closing the kit and setting it aside. He looked at her clothes, seeing as they were ripped and now blotched with blood. He got up and went through his closet, finding a t-shirt and pair of sweatpants.<br/><br/>He moved over to her, seeing that her condition didn't look very well. Still passed out. So he was hesitating whether or not to change her out of the clothes or not. They were close friends, best friends actually. Would it really matter if he saw her or not? Slowly, he sat her up a bit and started to remove her shirt and pants, replacing them with the t-shirt and sweatpants. Then he lied her back down on the bed, pulling the covers over her. He looked at her for a moment, then gave a small satisfied smile as he got up off the bed, turned the lights out, and then left the room to turn all the rest of the lights out in the house. He came back into the room and crawled into bed, lying down on his side with himself facing A.J. He closed his eyes and fell asleep that night.