Cassidy was moving behind the other two, she had the medical kit and a pistol in her hand.  "Shawn.. do you need assistance?" she asked in her usual soft but firm tone.  Her red hair was pulled into a tight bun at the nape of her neck and her blue eyes scanned all around her.  What the heck was going on here?<br/><br/>She moved towards the security station as ordered, letting the others go in front and behind her.  Since she was the one to patch them up, no one seemed to want her to get hurt.<br/><br/>She was smaller than most, standing a bare 5'1 and slim but she was also tough and fast when she had to be.