"I can do that now," Nicole said. "Bear with me and I'll go grab my sketchbook."<br/><br/>"I owe you one," Lydia said as Nicole vanished round the corner of the house. At that moment Isaac appeared from the house, looking tired. "Isaac, what's the news?"<br/><br/>"Mark's closing her up," Isaac said, walking over and sitting down. "She's not woken up, but...she's stable. And very lucky, a chunk of shrapnel had caught her lung, the broken rib was so painful we hadn't even thought to check. Luckily the damage was minor enough we could heal it easily, but...Mark's had to put her on a blood transfusion, it looks like the wound split again, that's why she collapsed." He looked up as Nicole returned. "I think Katya might owe you her life, we operated so quickly the blood loss was nowhere near as severe as it might have been otherwise."