"I'm not giving everyone free treatment. I'm giving you a free treatment because you needed it. Haven't you ever heard of the guy that chokes on something in the restaurant and then someone asks if there's a doctor in the house? We do pro bono work sometimes, too," Julian insisted, dragging her more towards the table. "Please don't make me have to sling you over my shoulder and sedate you with horse tranquilizers." And he was only half kidding. He did have some horse tranquilizers in the back room and would use them on her if she tried to run again. Besides, he wanted his scrubs back. They were the last clean pair he had...well, they had been the last clean pair before this. Not that he was implying she was dirty, thought she had been lying in the dirt before he picked her up. The twins howled again.
Pushing just a little bit, he forced her onto the examination table. "Look, I wouldn't perform surgery on you but setting bones and scrapes are my area of expertise just from growing up with seven siblings, all of whom have been or will be athletes. Just let me look at it and set it and make sure I didn't hurt it when I pulled you or when you...shifted." They could call it that. In fact, they'd have to call it that until Julian could figure out why she didn't smell like a were. "And if you really feel like you have to pay me, I'll let you. But I'm driving you back to your car...after I take a look at that arm."