Faith pov 

I heard some distant screams and a gunshot. I hold my arm against my chest. 

"Caleb, we need to keep going." I say, getting up to my feet. He sits me back down.

"No, You are hurt. We are staying here until you get better." He says. He pulls out the first aid kit. 

"Caleb, we need to get protected. Can you help me climb up the trees?' I ask. He nods and lifts me up. He puts me in the trees. He climbs up next to me and get's ready to give me stitches. I laughed.

"I'm without your kisses, I'll be needing stitches" I sung. He laughed. He grabbed the hydrogen peroxide and poured it all over the bite. I cried out in pain. he hushed me gently. He then inserted the needle. I cried out again. he gave me a stick to bite down on. it's better than nothing. I focused all my energy on the stick. 

"All done!" Caleb said, wrapping a bandage around my arm. I hugged him. By now, it was nightfall. I put my head on his shoulder and fell asleep