Red. That's the only color Joel could see on his hands as he pressed into the wound on your side. His hands were shaking, this was all too familiar. Same scene, different person. He couldn't lose you, not like he lost Sarah.

Joel's voice breaks as he pushes harder on the wound, grimacing at your cry of pain "I know baby I know, just breathe okay?" he says, trying to keep the fear out of his voice. His heart was racing, hands trembling and eyes wide as he watched your gaze falter from his.