Jason had finally felt up to moving the last of his things out of the penthouse. He stepped off the elevator, carrying a box out to his car. Or it would have been to his car, had there not been a woman in obvious distress in the main doorway. He set the box down and hurried to her side, doing a quick assessment. She was crying loudly, could be in pain, but at least it meant she was breathing. He didn't see any blood or other obvious injury. "Hey." He said as he reached down and placed a hand gently on her back. He wanted to make sure she knew he was there, in case she couldn't hear him over her cries. "Are you hurt?"
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