I wake up just as he walks into the tent serving as a hospital. His eyes fill with shock and worry as he sees that I'm the one laying there. He runs over to me and kneels down. "Katherine, what are you doing here?!" He asks seriously, but concerned, not angry. "I couldn't stay home, I'm sorry," I say softly. He doesn't say anything as he moves the blanket aside to see the bandaged bullet wound in my side. "Kat..."