A soft groan escapes your clenched teeth, the blanket wrapped around you shifting as you clutch your lower abdomen. You’ve already bled through three pads today. Pain meds aren’t doing anything for you, neither is the cold. What you need right now isn’t home. Not yet, at least. Abbacchio’s lifestyle and occupation require him to leave for carrying lengths of time. It’s been two days since he’s left, so he should come home today. Hopefully..