Dawn felt Alan move, feeling relief flooding through her as she realized he was okay enough to move. Glancing over her shoulder at him, she took in his beaten form and flashed him a quick smile, though she doubted he could see it. Slowly standing, she kept her hold on the clubs before jerking them from the men's grips. Throwing the clubs aside, she couldnt help the smirk that graced her lips as she saw the surprise and shock in both of the men's eyes. Pretending as if she had heard something inside the warehouse, she looked back at the two men. "I think your boss is calling for you two," she commented coolly. Both of the men glared at Alan before taking another cautious glance at Dawn, then they turned and pratically ran for the warehouse.<br/><br/>Relaxing again, Dawn sighed then turned to Alan and bent next to him. "Are you okay?" she asked softly as her hand lightly came to rest on his shoulder. Cupping some water in her hand, she tilted his head back a bit before pouring it onto his head. Washing the blood from his eyes and off of his forehead, though it welled up again quickly before running down his face again. Taking a now soaking wet handkercheif from her pocket, she gently dabbed at the blood on his head in order to keep it out of his eyes.