(http://celebs.amerikanki.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/Emmy-Rossum-pink-t-shirt-jeans.jpg)<br/><br/>Janessa groaned burying her head in her pillow hearing something pounding on the door in the middle of the night wishing she had just imagined it.  She had a rough evening and had just crashed into bed but rolled over looking at her open door hearing footsteps from her roommate.  She didn’t know who was at the door and definitely wasn’t going to let her roommate face whoever was at the door by herself even though there wasn’t much crime here it was still good to be safe.  It didn’t matter that her brown curls was coming out of the messy braid or that her clothes were wrinkled from sleep because she had been too tired to change before falling in bed.  Now that she was more awake Janessa was anxious as she approached the door as Erin opened it and bit back a scream seeing the injured man there laying on their doorstep.<br/><br/>There was a crash from the kitchen and Janessa sighed softly knowing her nervousness was the cause of it.  “Sorry, I clean that up later.” She remarked knowing their first thing was to do was take care of the very hurt man.  She couldn’t imagine how he had even made it to their doorstep with how hurt he seemed and she wasn’t even sure if they could really help.  Though she was the more quiet and less sociable of the two girls until she got to know you, even she wasn’t the type not to help someone this hurt.   She felt her heart leap into her throat because she was never one not to have an emotional feeling for someone this hurt.<br/><br/>She had a humanitarian streak in her since her brother had disappeared and helped she could hoping she could make a difference in some other little sister’s life.  Seeing he was unconscious Janessa hoped they could move him and get him settled before the man came to and nodded at Erin’s words when she spoke to her.  “Yeah, I will help you.”  She remarked with a grim smile at the hard path they had ahead.  “You are right, we can’t just leave him no matter how bad it looks.”  She looked thoughtful her own thoughts running along the same lines as her friend.  “I think the guest bedroom should be big enough for us work and enough to get and idea of what we are dealing with.  I think I know how to move him.”  She disappeared and came back moments later with a bed sheet.  “We can use this as a makeshift stretcher if we try to move him gently on to it, you think?”<br/><br/><br/><br/>