It's Morphin Time!

Summer went to her knees by Dillon's side. "He's going into shock. We have to get him to the hospital."

"And what doctor would you take him to, lookin' like that?" Flynn asked, nodding to where the black bioarmor had been torn away, at the bits of metal and circuitry visible amidst blood and torn flesh. "Under the circumstances, I can't think of too many I'd trust not to have a little accident as soon as they found out he's as much machine as man."

"Flynn's right," Scott said. "The only one we can trust with him is Dr. K."