@tristan--lewis
“For god sakes, I’m fine.” Isabel stated as a nurse fussed over the cut on her neck. It wasn’t bleeding that badly anymore and she was a little bit sore because of what happened. “She’s being difficult Dr. Lewis, maybe you will have better luck.” The nurse told him outside of her room. Isabel sat up a little bit straighter, she hadn’t realized that Tristan was working. “Hi.” She spoke softly when he came in. “I’m fine. Just tired.” And it wasn’t like she could go home, it was being processed as a crime scene still.












