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22. More alcohol!

Beans sighed in relief when she and Bill reached the town. They stopped in front of Doc's house. Bill had problems to come down from the roadrunner first. Beans had to help him. Bill lost his balance and fell against Beans. In last second she could avoid that Bill crashed on the ground.
"You should really lose weight," she muttered exhausted.
Bill snorted. "Keep your tongue for yourself."
Beans ignored Bill's words and guided him to the house. She knocked against the door with trembling fingers. Was Rango okay?
It passed a while until footsteps became hear able. The door opened and Doc looked at her with stressed eyes and nervous face.
"Oh Beans. Good, you are coming. I'm at the end with my nerves. Mister Jake told me…"
He stopped when he recognized Bill.
"Uh… Good Lord. What's happen to you?"
"Coyote, hawk, guns and rattlesnake. I have had enough," Bill panted.
Doc held his head. "Dear, what a crazy day. Come in. Can you go for yourself or do you need any help?"
"No, I'm fit than never in my life," Bill answered sarcastically.
"Alright. You have to take a rest. Come inside."
He supported the injured Gila monster and guided him to a room. The doctor opened the door and they entered a room with many beds. Bill froze a moment when he saw Jake in the room. The room was big enough so that the rattlesnake had enough place to put his body inside.
Jake gave him an evil look. Bill ducked his head but he had no other choice to pass the rattlesnake to come into a bed. Jake snorted. He really wished he could shoot a bullet in the lizard's leg.
Beans entered the room. Her worried look stopped at Rango, who lay still unconscious in a bed. His arm was bandaged again. He wore a white pyjama and an infusion bottle was connected with his arm. Rango slept but he moved his head and fingers slowly and seemed to have a bad dream. Or he felt the pain because of the venom. Beans was close to calm him down, to hold his hand, but Jake had a premonition of her thoughts and blocked the way with his gun. Beans sighed deeply and stood in distance to Rango.
Meanwhile Doc had brought Bill into a bed. He put off his shirt and inspected the wounds.
Beans looked at Jake and moved her lips. "How is he?"
Jake raised his eyebrows. "Why do you want to know that?"
Beans swallowed. "Just because… I… I mean… I want to know whether the sheriff will survive or not."
She avoided words which could show feelings for Rango. He wasn't a friend anymore for her. He was only a known person.
Jake seemed to be satisfied with that question.
"Well, the lizard, will be okay again. Won't he doctor?"
Doc froze. "Uh… y-yes, he will."
He swallowed heavily. Also Beans. She wanted to ask Doc to tell her the really truth. She saw reservation in Doc's eyes, but she didn't dare to ask him this fearing question, because of Jake. She decided to ask him later.
Doc avoided showing Jake his troubles and paid his attention back to Bill's injuries.
Bill pressed his lips together when Doc touched the wounds. The rabbit shook his head. "Dear, dear…"
"Something bad?" Bill asked worried.
"No, you had very big luck. I think one bullet is still in your shoulder, but that's no problem to remove it. But the wounds are very dirty. I will wash them out."
"No alcohol!" Bill cried.
"What else?" Doc asked.
"No, no. That hurts too much."
Jake grinned darkly. "Even better."
Bill snorted with disgust. "I'm not afraid!"
Jake raised an eyebrow. "Really? Show it."
Bill pressed his lips together. He really hated alcohol on wounds, but he didn't want to show any weakness.
Doc came back with water, alcohol and towels. Including salve of iodine and all other material like knife, scalpel and yarn.
Bill swallowed when he saw the things.
Doc knew his fear, what Bill would never admit.
"Well," Doc began and rubbed his hands. "I have to stitch the wounds and to operate out the bullet. I will give you a narcotic."
Jake rattled his rattle. "He needs nothing."
Doc looked at him with surprise. "But Mister Jake! I can't work without a narcotic…"
"Of course you can, can't you, doctor?"
Doc swallowed heavily. He had never stitched such big wounds while the person was still awake. Even not when he had to take out a bullet.
Jake bent down to Doc and whispered something in his ear. "I wanna see him suffer."
But Bill heard that, too.
"Are you crazy?!" He protested.
Jake pushed his head forward and stopped millimetres in front of Bill's nose.
"That's my town, I make the rules! Either this way, or I will cut short your pain more…"
Bill lifted his hands. "Hey! You said, you would only kill me if he dies, but he didn't die yet."
He pointed at Rango.
Jake growled. "Not yet… but just in case…" He hissed mockingly. "Just a little punishment foretaste."
Bill grew pale again. His last hope was Doc and gave him a look for help. But the rabbit was unable to speak. Jake wrapped a part of his long body around the rabbit. "Do your job, doctor. Or do you have a problem?"
He tightened his grip a little. Doc winced and shook his head. "N-no. I have no problem."
"Excellent."
He released the one eared mammal.
Doc pulled his collar. "Sorry, Bill. I would really…"
"Forget it," Bill said and stood up. "Not with me. You know I hate needles…"
Jake pressed him back on the bed. "You will pay for my humility. It was been a very bad mistake to give me a trap with the turtle."
Bill squeaked with fear when Jake began to wrap his long body around his neck and feet.
Jake grinned evilly. The gigantic rattlesnake bent down and whispered frightening words.
"Enjoy the trip of pain. That's the same which I said to mayor, too. And… he really enjoyed it, with all his screamed and panted suffering until he drowned in his own cold blood."
Bill raised his hands and tried to free himself.
Jake tightened his grip. "Don't dare to flee, or I will give you more pain than you will have soon."
The Gila monster breathed heavily. "Hey, is that necessary? Maybe we could talk about it again."
Bill yelled when Jake pressed the end of his Gatling gun on his mouth.
Jake grinned when he saw the with horror filled eyes of the lizard. "Be a brave patient and do what doctor ordered you. Or do you want to die? Hmmh? Want you?"
Bill shook his head hastily.
"Nice boy. Doctor?"
Doc jumped as straight as a candle. "Yes, Mister Jake?"
"Your patient wants your healing. Would you be so good and give him what he needs? Or do you also need a pleading sign from me?"
Doc shook his head quickly. "No, no. Of course not, Mister Jake."
He sorted the instruments for the operation and the yarn for the stitches. He put everything on a white towel on a little table and thought about what he should do first.
"A-alright Bill," he began. "First I will wash out your injuries, after that I will remove the bullet and will stitch the rest of your wounds."
With trembling hands he took the towel and made it wet with water. Bill breathed with sharp hiss when the cold water touched his injuries. Jake felt how his heartbeat became faster and faster. The muscles were clenched. But he had no pity. Absolutely not.
After that, Doc took a new towel and drunk it with alcohol. Bill struggled a little, but he had no chance to escape. Jake grinned. He was excited to see it. The procedure would take a long time. He chuckled with that thought. That was even better than to kill someone in a short way.
Doc put the alcohol bottle away and moved the wet towel in his direction.
Bill's body tensed. "No, please, don't."
Jake snorted. "That's too late. You missed the chance of mercy a long time ago. Next time think twice before you invite me to a deal."
"That hadn't been my fault!" Bill said with panic. Jake's threatening undertone frightened him. The rattlesnake couldn't forget what they had done to him long time ago.
"It was just the fault of Mayor J…"
"And you watched how he aimed a gun on me! A mistake to keep silent."
Jake grinned again. "Now you have the chance to break the silence."
He nodded at Doc and the doctor understood. Slowly he came closer and held the wet towel ahead. For Jake it was too slowly. He gave Doc a push in the back and Doc fell forwards.
Bill opened his eyes wide.

It was music in Jake's ears to hear Bill screaming, which reduced his anger a little bit. He liked it to let suffer his victims. Especially his enemies. In fact, it was a pleasure for him. He enjoyed it to feel the panicked heartbeat of Bill who lay in his grip on the bed while Doc cleaned the wounds with the hurting liquid. First Bill could suppress a loud scream. But when Doc began to remove the bullet he couldn't put it down anymore. Even not when Doc cleaned the shot wound again and continued his work to stitch the cuts. Bill tried everything to keep close his mouth, but there was no chance. The pain became worse and worse.
The people of neighbour's house looked in surprise out of their windows. They had never heard screams of Doc's house a long time. It sounded more painfully than a dentist would pull a tooth.
Beans had covered her ears. With worried look she looked at Rango, who was still sleeping.
Beans pressed her hands closer on her head when Bill screamed again. Jake didn't the favour to close Bill's mouth. Jake wanted to hear him screaming clearly.
Let him suffer, let him suffer. He really liked that.
Bill begged for a break. But when Doc wanted to say "yes" Jake said "no, continue."
Doc sweated. He got pity with Bill, who fought like crazy against this "torture".
When Doc wanted to make a break for some seconds, Jake hissed warningly.
"Continue!" he ordered.
Doc wiped his hand over his head nervously. "But…"
"Not buts! That creature doesn't need a rest!"
When Doc continued his work, Bill whimpered of pain again. Jake rattled with his rattle.
"Damn! Take more alcohol!"
Doc swallowed. "But I don't need…"
"More!"
With trembling hands Doc made the towel wet again with alcohol. Meanwhile Bill had no more force to cry for mercy. His voice became weaker and was close to a faint. Jake gave him a hard slap in the face with his metal gun. "Keep awake, you damn creature!"
Bill's face was wet with tears. He knew no way out.
"S-stop-it-," he gasped exhausted.
Jake narrowed his eyes.
"Doctor!" he said threateningly.
Doc froze in his work. No, he wouldn't say…
"More alcohol."
Doc breathed for air with effort. Bill was wide-eyed, but then he collapsed for a moment. The pain was too much for him. Jake became more and more annoying. "Stay awake!"
Doc stepped back when Jake began to shake the half uncurious lizard.
"STAY AWAKE!" Jake yelled.
Bill just could give stifling sounds, accompanied with pleadingly sobbing.
Beans took her hands off from her ears. "Jake! It's enough!"
Jake's burning eyes met hers like a lightning. Beans winced but she didn't look away.
"He has enough," she continued with firmly voice.
Jake snorted and looked back at the lizard which lay panting and without force in the bed in his grip. His anger sank slowly. He bent down to him. "That will not be your last torture."
He released Bill. Bill moaned with relief and kept motionless lay there.
Suddenly all in the room winced when they heard a weak voice. They looked at Rango.
"Wh-who… who… is scream-ing?" He whispered softly like in a dream. His eyes were still closed.
"Rango, it is okay…" Beans went forwards in his direction, but before she could reach his hand, Jake stopped her. "Keep away!"
Doc took the chance to interrupt his work for Bill and went to Rango. He touched his forehead and tried to calm down the still sleeping chameleon.
"Mister Rango. It is okay. You are in good hands."
Rango moved his head to the left and to the right. His body clenched several times because of cramps. Doc petted his hand.
"Can't you give him anything?" Beans asked.
Doc shook his head. "Sorry, but I have no antidote. There is no antitoxin in the world as far as I know. We can only reduce complains."
"But will he survive?" She asked worried.
A rattling sound let her winced. She pressed her fingers more together.
Doc answered her question. "Well, at the moment his state is weak but not very bad. Vital functions are still working and I hope that he didn't get a lot of venom. When he was awake for a moment while I treated him I had the chance to ask him what happened. He said Bill only had his arm in his mouth for a few seconds. The lethal doses would need more time, I think… I hope…"
He scratched his head. "Bill never had bitten someone since he lived in town. Well, I have no good knowledge about that venom. Well, we have to wait and hope the best."
Jake narrowed his eyes. "Would be the best for both."
He looked back at Bill who had opened his eyes a little again.
"Doctor, finish your work. I can't see that bastard any longer."
Doc sighed and stitched the last cuts, which wasn't a big problem for him. Bill was weak enough that he couldn't feel pain anymore.
"Alright. Done."
Doc cut through the last yarn and released Bill. Before he left him, he covered the Gila monster with a blanket. Bill didn't get what happens around him.
"Bill?" Doc asked. "Do you need anything?"
But there was no reply. Bill had collapsed and lay motionless in the bed. Doc controlled the vital functions to be sure that he was still alive.
"Fallen in faint," Doc mumbled. "That was too much for him."
Jake hissed darkly. He really wished he could thrash the life out of him.
Doc made a control to Rango, who was silent again.
"Let's them give a rest," Doc said. "That's the best what they need now."
Jake growled and slithered to the door. "For him, but not for that."
With "that" he meant Bill.
"As you wish, Mister Jake," Doc said and opened the door. Jake left the room and made sure that Beans followed him. Doc was the last one who left the room. He took a last look into the room. Both lizards lay in their beds and gave the impression to have had a hard day. He sighed deeply. What will come next? Then he closed the door.

Uh... don't know whether you know how alcohol feels on wounds, but it hurts terribly. -_-
Next chapter is in work and will be a journey to Roscoe.

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Hi, as promised the next chapter. Enjoy.

22. More alcohol!

Beans sighed in relief when she and Bill reached the town. They stopped in front of Doc's house. Bill had problems to come down from the roadrunner first. Beans had to help him. Bill lost his balance and fell against Beans. In last second she could avoid that Bill crashed on the ground.
"You should really lose weight," she muttered exhausted.
Bill snorted. "Keep your tongue for yourself."
Beans ignored Bill's words and guided him to the house. She knocked against the door with trembling fingers. Was Rango okay?
It passed a while until footsteps became hear able. The door opened and Doc looked at her with stressed eyes and nervous face.
"Oh Beans. Good, you are coming. I'm at the end with my nerves. Mister Jake told me…"
He stopped when he recognized Bill.
"Uh… Good Lord. What's happen to you?"
"Coyote, hawk, guns and rattlesnake. I have had enough," Bill panted.
Doc held his head. "Dear, what a crazy day. Come in. Can you go for yourself or do you need any help?"
"No, I'm fit than never in my life," Bill answered sarcastically.
"Alright. You have to take a rest. Come inside."
He supported the injured Gila monster and guided him to a room. The doctor opened the door and they entered a room with many beds. Bill froze a moment when he saw Jake in the room. The room was big enough so that the rattlesnake had enough place to put his body inside.
Jake gave him an evil look. Bill ducked his head but he had no other choice to pass the rattlesnake to come into a bed. Jake snorted. He really wished he could shoot a bullet in the lizard's leg.
Beans entered the room. Her worried look stopped at Rango, who lay still unconscious in a bed. His arm was bandaged again. He wore a white pyjama and an infusion bottle was connected with his arm. Rango slept but he moved his head and fingers slowly and seemed to have a bad dream. Or he felt the pain because of the venom. Beans was close to calm him down, to hold his hand, but Jake had a premonition of her thoughts and blocked the way with his gun. Beans sighed deeply and stood in distance to Rango.
Meanwhile Doc had brought Bill into a bed. He put off his shirt and inspected the wounds.
Beans looked at Jake and moved her lips. "How is he?"
Jake raised his eyebrows. "Why do you want to know that?"
Beans swallowed. "Just because… I… I mean… I want to know whether the sheriff will survive or not."
She avoided words which could show feelings for Rango. He wasn't a friend anymore for her. He was only a known person.
Jake seemed to be satisfied with that question.
"Well, the lizard, will be okay again. Won't he doctor?"
Doc froze. "Uh… y-yes, he will."
He swallowed heavily. Also Beans. She wanted to ask Doc to tell her the really truth. She saw reservation in Doc's eyes, but she didn't dare to ask him this fearing question, because of Jake. She decided to ask him later.
Doc avoided showing Jake his troubles and paid his attention back to Bill's injuries.
Bill pressed his lips together when Doc touched the wounds. The rabbit shook his head. "Dear, dear…"
"Something bad?" Bill asked worried.
"No, you had very big luck. I think one bullet is still in your shoulder, but that's no problem to remove it. But the wounds are very dirty. I will wash them out."
"No alcohol!" Bill cried.
"What else?" Doc asked.
"No, no. That hurts too much."
Jake grinned darkly. "Even better."
Bill snorted with disgust. "I'm not afraid!"
Jake raised an eyebrow. "Really? Show it."
Bill pressed his lips together. He really hated alcohol on wounds, but he didn't want to show any weakness.
Doc came back with water, alcohol and towels. Including salve of iodine and all other material like knife, scalpel and yarn.
Bill swallowed when he saw the things.
Doc knew his fear, what Bill would never admit.
"Well," Doc began and rubbed his hands. "I have to stitch the wounds and to operate out the bullet. I will give you a narcotic."
Jake rattled his rattle. "He needs nothing."
Doc looked at him with surprise. "But Mister Jake! I can't work without a narcotic…"
"Of course you can, can't you, doctor?"
Doc swallowed heavily. He had never stitched such big wounds while the person was still awake. Even not when he had to take out a bullet.
Jake bent down to Doc and whispered something in his ear. "I wanna see him suffer."
But Bill heard that, too.
"Are you crazy?!" He protested.
Jake pushed his head forward and stopped millimetres in front of Bill's nose.
"That's my town, I make the rules! Either this way, or I will cut short your pain more…"
Bill lifted his hands. "Hey! You said, you would only kill me if he dies, but he didn't die yet."
He pointed at Rango.
Jake growled. "Not yet… but just in case…" He hissed mockingly. "Just a little punishment foretaste."
Bill grew pale again. His last hope was Doc and gave him a look for help. But the rabbit was unable to speak. Jake wrapped a part of his long body around the rabbit. "Do your job, doctor. Or do you have a problem?"
He tightened his grip a little. Doc winced and shook his head. "N-no. I have no problem."
"Excellent."
He released the one eared mammal.
Doc pulled his collar. "Sorry, Bill. I would really…"
"Forget it," Bill said and stood up. "Not with me. You know I hate needles…"
Jake pressed him back on the bed. "You will pay for my humility. It was been a very bad mistake to give me a trap with the turtle."
Bill squeaked with fear when Jake began to wrap his long body around his neck and feet.
Jake grinned evilly. The gigantic rattlesnake bent down and whispered frightening words.
"Enjoy the trip of pain. That's the same which I said to mayor, too. And… he really enjoyed it, with all his screamed and panted suffering until he drowned in his own cold blood."
Bill raised his hands and tried to free himself.
Jake tightened his grip. "Don't dare to flee, or I will give you more pain than you will have soon."
The Gila monster breathed heavily. "Hey, is that necessary? Maybe we could talk about it again."
Bill yelled when Jake pressed the end of his Gatling gun on his mouth.
Jake grinned when he saw the with horror filled eyes of the lizard. "Be a brave patient and do what doctor ordered you. Or do you want to die? Hmmh? Want you?"
Bill shook his head hastily.
"Nice boy. Doctor?"
Doc jumped as straight as a candle. "Yes, Mister Jake?"
"Your patient wants your healing. Would you be so good and give him what he needs? Or do you also need a pleading sign from me?"
Doc shook his head quickly. "No, no. Of course not, Mister Jake."
He sorted the instruments for the operation and the yarn for the stitches. He put everything on a white towel on a little table and thought about what he should do first.
"A-alright Bill," he began. "First I will wash out your injuries, after that I will remove the bullet and will stitch the rest of your wounds."
With trembling hands he took the towel and made it wet with water. Bill breathed with sharp hiss when the cold water touched his injuries. Jake felt how his heartbeat became faster and faster. The muscles were clenched. But he had no pity. Absolutely not.
After that, Doc took a new towel and drunk it with alcohol. Bill struggled a little, but he had no chance to escape. Jake grinned. He was excited to see it. The procedure would take a long time. He chuckled with that thought. That was even better than to kill someone in a short way.
Doc put the alcohol bottle away and moved the wet towel in his direction.
Bill's body tensed. "No, please, don't."
Jake snorted. "That's too late. You missed the chance of mercy a long time ago. Next time think twice before you invite me to a deal."
"That hadn't been my fault!" Bill said with panic. Jake's threatening undertone frightened him. The rattlesnake couldn't forget what they had done to him long time ago.
"It was just the fault of Mayor J…"
"And you watched how he aimed a gun on me! A mistake to keep silent."
Jake grinned again. "Now you have the chance to break the silence."
He nodded at Doc and the doctor understood. Slowly he came closer and held the wet towel ahead. For Jake it was too slowly. He gave Doc a push in the back and Doc fell forwards.
Bill opened his eyes wide.

It was music in Jake's ears to hear Bill screaming, which reduced his anger a little bit. He liked it to let suffer his victims. Especially his enemies. In fact, it was a pleasure for him. He enjoyed it to feel the panicked heartbeat of Bill who lay in his grip on the bed while Doc cleaned the wounds with the hurting liquid. First Bill could suppress a loud scream. But when Doc began to remove the bullet he couldn't put it down anymore. Even not when Doc cleaned the shot wound again and continued his work to stitch the cuts. Bill tried everything to keep close his mouth, but there was no chance. The pain became worse and worse.
The people of neighbour's house looked in surprise out of their windows. They had never heard screams of Doc's house a long time. It sounded more painfully than a dentist would pull a tooth.
Beans had covered her ears. With worried look she looked at Rango, who was still sleeping.
Beans pressed her hands closer on her head when Bill screamed again. Jake didn't the favour to close Bill's mouth. Jake wanted to hear him screaming clearly.
Let him suffer, let him suffer. He really liked that.
Bill begged for a break. But when Doc wanted to say "yes" Jake said "no, continue."
Doc sweated. He got pity with Bill, who fought like crazy against this "torture".
When Doc wanted to make a break for some seconds, Jake hissed warningly.
"Continue!" he ordered.
Doc wiped his hand over his head nervously. "But…"
"Not buts! That creature doesn't need a rest!"
When Doc continued his work, Bill whimpered of pain again. Jake rattled with his rattle.
"Damn! Take more alcohol!"
Doc swallowed. "But I don't need…"
"More!"
With trembling hands Doc made the towel wet again with alcohol. Meanwhile Bill had no more force to cry for mercy. His voice became weaker and was close to a faint. Jake gave him a hard slap in the face with his metal gun. "Keep awake, you damn creature!"
Bill's face was wet with tears. He knew no way out.
"S-stop-it-," he gasped exhausted.
Jake narrowed his eyes.
"Doctor!" he said threateningly.
Doc froze in his work. No, he wouldn't say…
"More alcohol."
Doc breathed for air with effort. Bill was wide-eyed, but then he collapsed for a moment. The pain was too much for him. Jake became more and more annoying. "Stay awake!"
Doc stepped back when Jake began to shake the half uncurious lizard.
"STAY AWAKE!" Jake yelled.
Bill just could give stifling sounds, accompanied with pleadingly sobbing.
Beans took her hands off from her ears. "Jake! It's enough!"
Jake's burning eyes met hers like a lightning. Beans winced but she didn't look away.
"He has enough," she continued with firmly voice.
Jake snorted and looked back at the lizard which lay panting and without force in the bed in his grip. His anger sank slowly. He bent down to him. "That will not be your last torture."
He released Bill. Bill moaned with relief and kept motionless lay there.
Suddenly all in the room winced when they heard a weak voice. They looked at Rango.
"Wh-who… who… is scream-ing?" He whispered softly like in a dream. His eyes were still closed.
"Rango, it is okay…" Beans went forwards in his direction, but before she could reach his hand, Jake stopped her. "Keep away!"
Doc took the chance to interrupt his work for Bill and went to Rango. He touched his forehead and tried to calm down the still sleeping chameleon.
"Mister Rango. It is okay. You are in good hands."
Rango moved his head to the left and to the right. His body clenched several times because of cramps. Doc petted his hand.
"Can't you give him anything?" Beans asked.
Doc shook his head. "Sorry, but I have no antidote. There is no antitoxin in the world as far as I know. We can only reduce complains."
"But will he survive?" She asked worried.
A rattling sound let her winced. She pressed her fingers more together.
Doc answered her question. "Well, at the moment his state is weak but not very bad. Vital functions are still working and I hope that he didn't get a lot of venom. When he was awake for a moment while I treated him I had the chance to ask him what happened. He said Bill only had his arm in his mouth for a few seconds. The lethal doses would need more time, I think… I hope…"
He scratched his head. "Bill never had bitten someone since he lived in town. Well, I have no good knowledge about that venom. Well, we have to wait and hope the best."
Jake narrowed his eyes. "Would be the best for both."
He looked back at Bill who had opened his eyes a little again.
"Doctor, finish your work. I can't see that bastard any longer."
Doc sighed and stitched the last cuts, which wasn't a big problem for him. Bill was weak enough that he couldn't feel pain anymore.
"Alright. Done."
Doc cut through the last yarn and released Bill. Before he left him, he covered the Gila monster with a blanket. Bill didn't get what happens around him.
"Bill?" Doc asked. "Do you need anything?"
But there was no reply. Bill had collapsed and lay motionless in the bed. Doc controlled the vital functions to be sure that he was still alive.
"Fallen in faint," Doc mumbled. "That was too much for him."
Jake hissed darkly. He really wished he could thrash the life out of him.
Doc made a control to Rango, who was silent again.
"Let's them give a rest," Doc said. "That's the best what they need now."
Jake growled and slithered to the door. "For him, but not for that."
With "that" he meant Bill.
"As you wish, Mister Jake," Doc said and opened the door. Jake left the room and made sure that Beans followed him. Doc was the last one who left the room. He took a last look into the room. Both lizards lay in their beds and gave the impression to have had a hard day. He sighed deeply. What will come next? Then he closed the door.

Uh... don't know whether you know how alcohol feels on wounds, but it hurts terribly. -_-
Next chapter is in work and will be a journey to Roscoe.