"Lady, ya mind not screamin'?" Rose growled. She looked own at the shrapnel in her stomach. Great. Sharp around the edges too, and her without her gloves. This was gonna suck too.

She grabbed it, slicing her palms open in the process and yanked it from her belly with a grunt and more than a little blood, probably cutting her intestines in the process.

Her eyes instantly fell on Brianna. "Cajun...?" she said. "She okay...?"