"I've got you," he said, gently helping her remove her shirt. He had dreamed of undressing her so many times, but this was not sexual at all. Beelzebub really had made a mess of her- He hissed through his teeth at the wounds on her belly. "Here, sit up," he said, helping her up into a sitting position so he could see her back too. "Shit. Fucking hell, Marian- Right, okay- Disinfectant and bandages," he said, digging them out of the kit.