<em>"Oh by tha way that's number two Molly."</em><br/><br/>Up until now Molly thought she had gotten away with the shot, saved by the telephone ringing, and calling Dukey Pookie back. But, that wasn’t meant to be. The second she turned around, she saw Marcel’s wicked, ‘<em>I’mma gonna pay you back, </em>grin.’ Molly started to say something to him, when he planted a kiss directly on her lips, holding her in his embrace. Caught like a mouse in a trap, yet the blush on her face gave her away.<br/><br/>“What do you mean that’s two? Two what?” She decided it safer to play innocent, then let on she knew exactly to what he was referring too.<br/><br/>“By the time we get back to the hospital, you get your X-Rays taken, depending on if you have any cracked ribs and what they choose to do for your bruises, you should have at least 4-6 hours of pain free time left. Which means, don’t forget your script. I will get it filled while you are getting your X-Rays done, if you want me too. It’ll save time and we won’t have to wait, Marcel. The sooner we go and get back, the sooner you can get in bed and get some rest.”<br/><br/>Molly called Sheba, and let her in from the deck. “Come on girl, let me get you some food and water before we go. You watch the house for us while we are gone.” Molly went over and turned on the animal planet station for Sheba. “There, now you can talk to your own kind while we are gone.”