I found the washroom and peered inside. No one was in there that I could see. I checked for cameras before remembering what Alex had told me. His world didn't have technology like that. I called out softly. "Hello?" No one answered. "All right, Fred, the coast is clear. Let's get you cleaned up."
 "We'll stay out here and keep watch!" said Alex.
 I took Fred into the bathroom, which was huge and very beautiful. Crystal taps, marble bath tub, thick cotton towels, and a large vanity mirror filled the room.
 "Now, we need some equipment here," I informed Fred. "Hmm . . . " I looked around and decided to check under the sink. That's where I keep my bath stuff. I was right, underneath the sink was a huge collection of bubble baths, soaps, hair and skin care products. I picked out a few that seemed good, and began to draw a bath. I filled it with soft bubbles and told Fred to get in. I handed him a towel and face cloth. "You'd better get yourself completely clean." I ordered him. "Take the bandage off your leg and gently cleanse it, to get all the blood and dirt off of it. As for the one on your forehead, just let me get that for you now." I took the face cloth, got it wet, and then dabbed at his head. He cringed with every touch, but didn't complain. "Okay, all done. I'm gonna check these closets and see if I can't find something for you to wear. Your clothes are barely even holding together."
 The first closet was full of more towels and toilet paper. Which reminded me, I really needed to go! Luckily the bath tub and the toilet were in separate parts of the room, so I used the washroom as quickly as I could, but considering I hadn't used the washroom in so long, it took me a while! Then I checked the next closet. Perfect, it was full of big, cozy-looking bathrobes and little T-shirts and shorts. I got some out and headed over to Frederick. He had his leg out of the water and was blindly dabbing at it with the cloth. He had his head turned away from it, toward the wall. It looked horrible! All swollen and black and blue. A huge gash ran down it. He was trying to appear on top of things.
 "Well, after examining the situation, I've concluded that none of the nerves are damaged and the bone is only slightly harmed. I'll be fine for now, but if we ever get out of here, I'll need to be checked out by a real doctor!"
 "Fred!" I said to him, as I cringed from the look of his leg. "How did you get all that without even looking at your leg? Anyway, don't worry, I'll make sure nothing happens to you. I owe it to you. You'll be fine."
  We'd need something to keep it together though, so I went back to the closet. There were sheets on a shelf. I took them down. They were much too big, but at this point I didn't care about any one's belongings. I took out my hair clip and used it to cut the sheet into neat strips. By the time I'd gotten back to Frederick, he was done with his leg.
 "Get out, dry off, and put these on." I ordered, as I handed him the robe and garments. "When you're done, I'll put a new bandage on your leg." I turned my back as he got out and cleaned off the bubbles. "Maybe I'll have a quick shower, now that you're done." I said. "Then Alex and Stephanie could have them too. I'm sure we'll all feel much better once we're clean." By then he'd finished, and he came and wrapped his arms around me from behind.
 "I know I sure do." he whispered. "Like a whole new me."
 I laughed at him and turned around to face him. He smelled delicious. "That's great," I felt so warm and cozy surrounded by him "but I have to wrap up your leg now."
 "Mmhhmm," he muttered softly, and lightly dropped to the floor. He laid back and closed his eyes.
 I took his leg and got the sheets. His gash looked better already.  He'd managed to give it a good cleaning, considering he wasn't even looking at it. I wrapped three of the bandages around his leg and used my hair clip to secure it. "Comfy?" I asked him.
 "Mmhhmm" he nodded. I took the rest of them and stuffed them in one of the huge pockets on the robe. "Well, I'm gonna go tell Alex and Stephanie about our plan."
 "I'll come with." said Fred, and he grabbed my leg and pulled himself up.