Whatever had gained control of Teo let him go; and yet, Teo could see and hear everything.  Resuming back into his body, he realized he had to think quickly.  For he made some decisions; the first one was he was going to save Sherrie's life; another was that he was going to turn himself in.  He was going to become clean on everything.<br/><br/>Oh, and the most immediate thing ... he had to stop the blood from gushing.<br/><br/>Opening up the glove compartment quickly, he held the EZ pass to his window shield, thus avoiding any contact with an actual human for the time being.  Immediately afterwards, he slowed the car down.  Sherrie was back, but unfortunately - incoherent.  Unbuttoning his shirt and tearing a portion that had not been touching his skin, he quickly tied a not just above the gun shot wound.  It was tight; the blood just kept flowing.  He untied the knot and tried again ... he thought the bleeding was slowing.<br/><br/>Where was his ipod?  He had to do two very important things right now.  Oh, hang it all.  He reached into her back pocket, the last place he remembered she put her cell phone.  Opening it up, there were unread text messages he skipped.<br/><br/>First, he called 911 and informed them that he had accidently shot his best friend in the leg; then, he called his wife.  "Look, Abbi.  We haven't been together for a couple of years; and ... well, I met someone.  Someone I can't have because; well, because I have to go to jail for a little while.  Anyway; if you don't want to talk to me again, so be it.  But we haven't even talked for a year.  Okay; uh ... well I don't love you in any way but a friend ..."  The cell phone died.<br/><br/>Now he had to stay; and wait.  He held onto Sherrie's hand; Carrie was wrong.  She wasn't just a piece of ass to him last night; she was a best friend.<br/><br/>But why, oh why did he always choose mental cases?  He looked in the rearview mirror ... the police sirens were slowing behind him.  That's when he realized he thought he saw a text message from a rifle group in Sherrie's cell.  Could there be any possibility, any possibility in the world she was licensed?