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Timothy let out a low groan of pain the moment she began to probe around in his wound, gritting his teeth and shutting his eyes tightly. “Jesus Christ,” he growled through his teeth, kind of wanting to just die so he didn’t have to go through the now. The male had been shoved into a swimming pool so it was bad enough that he had chlorine soak his wound before coming here.

The thief was beginning to get black spots in his vision, more than likely from the blunt force trauma to the head and with that and the intense pain in the rest of his body, followed by his exhaustion, he blacked out, slumping a little where he sat to indicate that he was out for the moment.

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"It's not secret that you're the one looking for us," he claimed with a small hiss at having his hand pulled away from one of his few major wounds. A large tear in his shirt was revealed, showing off a deep stab wound in his side, oozing out thick blood. It wasn't bleeding as quickly as it was before but it was still bleeding a lot and he was growing paler by the minute. "So no one told me about you. I tracked you down myself and prayed this was the right place..." he finished, shutting his eyes as his head began to throb worse, the wound on his head already giving him a massive headache. Stab wound to the side and arm, blunt object to the head and, only known to him, attempt at drowning him. All caused by his twin brother.

He had no idea about what she was capable of or anything, just knowing that as a cop, she would surely have to help him. His only problem would be her calling an ambulance. He knew for a fact that if he was here and she helped him on her own, he could get away without having to do jail time. However, at a hospital, there would be cops everywhere to ensure he wouldn't run off.

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Timothy let out a groan as he was brought inside, barely able to hold himself up at this rate. He knew that he was digging his own grave by coming here but this was the only place he knew he would be safe and would actually get some help. He shivered lightly from the cold water that soaked his clothes and the cold sweat that covered his skin.

When he was finally able to sit down, he clutched his side tighter, blood seeping through his fingers. Looking up at the woman before him, he gave a pained smile, trying to not look completely pathetic. "Thanks for the help toots. I was a little worried I had the wrong place," he claimed with a chuckle, only to wince in pain.

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Alrighty, I remember now. If you want, you can just kick off from the scenario

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Righto