<strong>Sunset, One week previous</strong><br/><br/>Mary got Red settled on the couch and began examining him again with the blank faced contration of a self-disciplined woman who was frightened half out of her mind.<em>New legs, a new arm. </em>She shied away from that and began cleaning his cuts and abrasions, probing his bruises with knowing fingertips for broken bones or internal injuries.  All of which were small beer indeed compared to the- no no, don't even think about it.  "Well Red,"  She said finally with a brittle but even tone, "You're pretty roughed up and I'd say two days of bed rest is in order, minimum. "<br/><br/>She accepted the figurine with a nod and a cursrory glance.  She had taken stranger things as payment in the past.  There was something about it, though.  After a moment's thought she stuck it in a more secure inner pouch of her carryall.<br/><br/>Carrie's obvious pain was next on the list after tending to her father. You sit down, bill.  You've been through a lot and the morphine will hit you like a hammer in a bit."  the outburst was apparently meaningless but strangely coherent, not at all like a schizophrenic's word-salad.  After a briedf exam the street doc sighed "Blood pressure normal, some light sensitivity, but if they are migraines the headaches could be just a symptom, not the prime cause.  Foofies."  She said that last word with some reluctance.  "I have rohypnol, I use it for sedation during surgery.  It is quite safe to use if you follow directions.  She pulled a small bottle plugged with an eyedropper out of her bag and wrote dosage instructions on a peel off label which she stuck on the bottle.  "Dont overdo it unless you check with me first."<br/><br/>With that she stood and moved so that her back was against a wall.  Her carryall was over her left shoulder, the back of her right hand rested on her right hip.  Her fingertips were less than a palms' length from the .380 at the small of her back.   "Now for the big question."  For the first time since they entered  the club she looked the three of them in the eye, "If Red had a spare arm and a pair of legs tucked up in his gut, what did you need me for?"