Peter couldn't stop shaking even though it jolted his arm. The pain made him more agitated.

She spotted him, "Peter?" she reached from him, then stopped when she saw he was shaking.

Peter responded slightly to Jules' voice but could barely recognise her through his tears. A little blood seeped from under the cast on his arm since the erratic movement had caused friction against his stitches.

She dropped Mays reins and hugged him, "Whats wrong with you" concern slips into her voicee and face.

Peter flinched for a moment before he began to slowly relax in her arms. "Y..you're alright?" He sobbed

"Im fine..' she hugged him tighter "Calm down, please".

Peter nestled against her, after a few more moments the shaking ceased and he looked at her properly albeit through still puffy eyes, only to gasp as he saw spots of blood which he didn't yet realise was actually his own.

She was on the edge of tears herself, "You ok?"

"I guess not.." He cringed, finally noticing his arm. He'd been so afraid of something happening to Jules that he was going to need treatment, if not another hospital stay.

"Im taking you to the hospital" she loaded May, Rocket, and SPring then loaded into her truck.