Chloe woke up on a stretcher in front of Veronica and Gerri's old house. She blinked a few times then wrinkled her nose at the lingering burn of the smelling salts. As much as she disliked them she was getting used to them. She looked up to see an EMT looking back at her, and he flashed a light across her eyes.
"Are you okay?" He asked her.
"Yes, yes I'm fine Josh. My name is Chloe Harris I'm thirty, and I want to go home."
"Fine by me." He told her with a smile. "I want to make my wife's new years eve party if I can."
"Good let's get out of here." She told him. He packed his stuff and sat her up.
"You shouldn't drive but it doesn't look like you drove over here, to begin with." He took in her attire and lack of shoes. "Will you be ok with getting a ride home?"
"Chloe looked around and saw Liam talking to Brownstone."
