Not Alone (1)

Mick POV

Startling growling echoed in my head, but that was soon overlooked by the information I had just heard from my brother after getting to the scene of the confrontation.

“She was shot?!” I shouted. I knew I felt something, but she acted like all was fine. Well, not really fine, but she sure as hell didn’t act like she had just been shot. She said she was just scratched.

“Yeah,” Miles grumbled, looking pissed off while staring at the dead shooter on the ground.

“It was just a flesh wound,” Jamie rolled his eyes. “We all saw it happen. It just grazed her. She's not that soft.”

Miles let out a menacing growl and I glared at Jamie. Jamie is usually insensitive. This is nothing new, but it still pisses me off.

“What would Rodger say?” Lenny hit Jamie in the back of the head.

“Ow! Stop it you lunky double o seven,” Jamie whined. “Rodger isn’t here.”

“Oh, yes I am,” Rodger suddenly walked through the trees to the clearing. He was wearing his rough sack pants