Jack seen him struggling, and moved back over to the side of the bed Danny was laying on. Very carefully he pushed Dan's hands away and replaced his own, pulling the shirt out and up so not to brush over any of the bruising. He hissed softly at the sight of the purpled skin.
"Alright, seven it is. I have Diazepam, you can take one. And after a little bit if that doesn't help take another, but no more than that. Unless you want something not so strong, you can always take three advil." What he liked best about ibuprofen was that it could build in your system. "I want to get you some ice. Or maybe a heat pack."