"Move....Move....Move!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*Phueeeeem*
*Buuuiiiffff*
Stay with me. Don't you dare close your eyes."
*Sniff.....sniff*
"You...….smell....good."
*Flop*
There's the Hospital. We're almost safe."
"THIS IS THE POLICE!!!!!!!!!!
PULL OVER YOUR BEAR IMMEDIATELY."
*Phuuuuu...…Phuuuu.....Boom*
"Aaaaaaghhhh!!
We're tipping....We're tipping. Seatbelts!!!!"
"Thanks, Scarlett."
"Need a safe Passage?
*Phueeeeeemmm*
Don't worry. I'll have Scarlett put it out once you are clear."
"........Looks like we have a full house today, Doctor?"
*BOOM*
"........Room for one more?"
*Whirrrrr...….ohhhh*
"Status?"
"Shot just above the heart.
Bear, can you lay down, please?
...….I tried extracting the bullet myself, but it's too small. I couldn't feel it, so I just patched her up...….there."
"Never…..ever.....ever...do that, you hear."
"But."
"Leave that to us. I don't care how magical you are. If you don't know what you're looking for.....then you'll just make matters worse."
"But."
"STRETCHER!!!!!!!
.....Pleae, Miss. I know you trust your magic, but have faith in our Medicine......…..Thank you.
You've done your job. Let us do ours."
".....Hmmm."
"WE HAVE A U.C HERE. I repeat...…A U.C. Clear the Hallway."
"Form."
"Thank you.
High Twenties…..Red hair...…..Thirty over fourty...…..healthy…..protecting the innocent."
"The girl she protected may be safe, but let's not make her sacrifice be in vain. Thank you."
".......Ma'am, you're under arrest. Please come with us."
"Get your hands off me."
" 'Disturbing the Peace, and riding illegally possesses transportation."
"You gonna write me a Ticket?
*Cruuuunnnccchhh*
Go on then."
"Ma'am, stop. You're bending my fingers."
*Bzzzzzz...Bzzzzzz...Bzzzzzzz*
"Your little Tazer doesn't faze me."
"Ouch...ouch…..ouch....ouch."
*Striiiiaaaaaaaappp*
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaghhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
".....NOW...…SCRAM!!!!!!"
".....After talking with everyone, Jacklyn is still in the clear, and we caught them."
"How's the Girl? Did they...….Ruby?
Please don't tell me those are bloody fingers you are holding."
"He was getting in the way."
"But why the fingers? Were they getting in the way too?"
"Can't book me if you can't write me.
….Come on. If I remember correctly, we were hired to protect a certain Girl. We should get back to it."