“Yeah, she was bitten. But it’s okay, she’ll be fine once the venom wears off in a few hours.”I nodded. “Once we make the basement, we’ll ...ave a rest and wait for her to come around. Until then, can you carry her?”Katriana sighed and nodded. “She’s not light, but I think I can manage.”Finally we came into an adjacent room where Enna stopped us, and pointed up at the ceiling. “I think we’ve found our spot.”Above us was a grate, and beyond that the rough-beamed ceiling of an interior room, dark. Finally an hour later the Doctor stood walking back to Jake. "Are they well Doc? I was so afraid that something might happen that would put one or the other of them in danger." The Doctor slowly nodded his head then told Jake. "From everything I have seen both of them are healthy. I have found nothing wrong with either of them. Although I am afraid that Sheeka will need a day of rest at the very least, before she is at full power again." Jake let out the breath that he'd been holding all of. I liked that.Dad came out with his coffee and found us sitting together with my arm loosely around her shoulders. He said nothing but smiled at us. Pat blushed but made no attempt to move or to move my arm. We sat together in companionable silence for over five minutes. We finished our coffees and Pat said, "Mister Dan, Mark is going to help me cook breakfast. Don't linger too long or it will be cold."I wasn't sure how much cooking she expected from me. The answer was none. She wanted to talk. Please come here, and let me see your arms and back. Take off that shirt."I looked over at Joyce, a little surprised that she had mentioned my scratches to Mama. I peeled off my shirt and turned my back to them. I saw my father coming out of his study. When he noticed all of us in the library, and me with my shirt off, he came in to see what was happening. The front and sides of my arms had long, ugly looking, scratches on them too, so he got a look at some of the wounds Emily had given me."Is.