Aaron groaned as he saw Jake slip out into unconsciousness and he hoped to God that it was from from shock or pain and not blood loss. The latter was not one that could be easily remedied and they were fighting time as it was. He let Mary Ellen stitch Jake up and Aaron cleaned the wounds, dressing them as best he could but had to take a step back. Jake was his friend and he wasn't sure if it was too late already. "What do we do?" he muttered to her.