Marcus had to strain his ears to hear her voice, but knew what she wanted.  The large gash in her side and the crimson liquid which flowed out of her was all the information he needed.  While he didn't want to get caught inbetween two sides of some war, jsut leaving her there to bleed to death was wrong no matter how you cut it.  His place was only a few blocks away.  If he hurried, he could get her there, check her out, bandage her wound and find out what happened in record time.  But that would mean getting even more drenched and cold than he already was.  While his mind debated back and forth over the correct action, his body had already, removed his jacket, wrapped her up in it and had carried her to his front door before he realised what he as doing.