Again Zander, Really?

Zander sighed as he walk into the Emergency Room, Hannah was going to kill him. It was the third time this week he had been in here. He looked were he had been cut, yeah Haanah was really going to kill him.

Hannah shook her head when she saw Zander sitting in the waiting room. "Again Zander?" Hannah asked. "Really?"

Zander sighed "Yes Hannah." he said as he stood up.

"C'mon Mr. Injury Prone," Hannah shook her head, leading him back to a room.

Zander sighed as he followed her "I'm not injury prone."

"Says the man who spends more time in my ER than at his own house," replied Hannah.

"I'm a cop i'm bound to get hurt sometimes." Zander said.

"Three times this week and it's only Thursday," Hannah said. "That's injury prone, I need to put you in a damn bubble."

Zander chuckled "Some how i don't that would help."

"Knowing you you'd probably bust the damn thing," Hannah said, closing the door to the room and pointing to the bed. "Sit."

Zander chuckled and sat down on the bed.

"Now what did you do this time?" Hannah asked.

Zander sighed "I got cut by some glass this guy threw at me."

"Alright, lemme see," Hannah said, grabbing some gloves.

Zander sighed and showed her his arm.

Hannah examined the wound carefully before sliding on her wheelie chair across the room to grab what she would need to clean it. "Once we get it cleaned out and make sure you don't have any tiny pieces of glass in there I'll be able to tell if you need stitches."

Zander sighed and nodded.

Hannah screwed on the small tube onto the top of the bottle of rubbing alcohol. "Hold still, this is probably gonna sting."

Zander gritted his teeth, it really stinged.

Just as Hannah had suspected, one of the pieces of glass had embedded itself in the wound. "I'm gonna have to pull that out," Hannah said.

Zander sighed and asked "This is going to hurt isn't?"

"I won't lie, it probably will," Hannah said, grabbing her tweezers.

Zander sighed "How do i get myself into these things?"

"Injury prone," Hannah muttered, grabbing a hold of the piece of glass. "Hold still."

Zander hissed as she pulled out the glass.