I hate demons! Rikive growled to herself, looking around her at the interior of the ambulance. The cleaning of her wound stung, just because touching it hurt. She shut her eyes and mentally berated herself for getting scratched like she had. Taking in a deep breath she tried to calm her racing heart so the blood wouldn't spread faster through her body.

She heard a soft 'click' sound and felt the gurney start to move around. Her eyes flew open as she sensed something wash over the ambulance. A second later the doors flew open and Rikive rolled off of the gurney just as it shot out of the back of the ambulance, like a cannon ball from a canon. She landed on Parael, grabbing onto him and looking out through the open doors. Behind the ambulance was a large truck and the tires screeched as it tried to break to a stop when the gurney flew out to it. The truck slammed into the gurney before it went to a complete stop.

"Holy shit!" The EMT shouted, staring at the wrecked gurney with wide eyes as the driver of the ambulance put on his breaks as well.

Rikive looked up at Parael with wide eyes filled with surprise.

GPS says 4 minutes.

Parry's phone buzzed instantly with a reply.

I've got bay 3 ready. We'll have privacy. Old Aztec potion should work.

Parry scrunched up his face in distaste. Aztec potions usually had blood and dark chocolate as their two chief ingredients. Everything else inside was tertiary. Still, it would do the trick for any normal supernatural. Here's hoping it'd work for an immortal like Rikive.

He was about to type a reply when Rikive took a roll off her gurney, toppling parry to the floor. With him in swim trunks and her in a two-piece bathing suit, it would've been a laughable and embarrassing sight. There was a joke to be made, but Parry's mind was focused on the open doors behind them.

45 Miles-per-Hour doesn't seem like a high speed when you're secured inside a metal automotive. As soon as that gurney hit the semi-truck behind them and shattered into a dozen pieces, Parry was left a little speechless over what might have been if Rikive hadn't been so quick on things.

The EMTs were at a loss for words as well, both looking at each other with a "Don't look at me! I didn't do anything!" expression on their faces.

Parry gave them the benefit of the doubt on that front. If they were involved in the death of an Arachnus daemon then it could've been another entity that caused the accident. The problem was, Parry hadn't sensed anything when the gurney came loose. Parry just hugged Rikive tighter, trying to be an anchor for her so they both didn't go tumbling out the back door- which was ridiculous. Parry weighed only about 2/3 what Rikive had, thanks to her muscle mass versus his lean metrosexual look.

"Okay. Okay, that was- someone close the door please?"

Rikive relaxed against Parael as the EMT got up to shut the door while the EMT in the front radioed in the incident with the gurney. She grabbed onto her injured arm, the adrenaline rushing through her making the venom spread further through her body. She gritted her teeth before swearing loudly in Old Norse while the EMT crouched next to her to check on her.

Something had just tried to kill or maim her more likely because that hit wouldn't have kept her down for long. Unless the demon venom somehow hindered her healing magic. She didn't recognize the presence she had sensed come over the ambulance, it hadn't even felt like the Fairy Queen looking for revenge. She didn't know what to make of it.

Rikive shut her eyes and tried to calm down, hoping that she wouldn't feel that presence again.

==

They made it to the hospital without anymore 'bad luck' as the EMT in the back had called it. A new gurney was waiting for them and Rikive almost didn't want to trust it in case this one went flying off into traffic too. The pain in her arm convinced her to take the blunge and she got on it to be wheeled through the ER.

Waiting for them inside the hospital was a tall, rail thin and black haired female doctor in a white coat and scrubs. One of the nurses was about to step up to Rikive and take her into the ER, but the doctor- Elizabeth, her name tag said- stepped up and said "Bay Three. I'll take care of her." Lizzy gave Rikive a reassuring smile before looking at Parry walking up behind the wheelchair and skewering him with a glance.

Parry shrank back a bit but kept up his pace behind Rikive.

"Lizzy's good," he said, keeping up as the EMTs wheeled Rikive to Bay Three- a closed-door room in the ER. "Best, er, practitioner on this side of the city."

The EMTs formally handed over Rikive to Lizzy when they transferred her to the bed, Lizzy hurried them out the door and shut it behind them.

"First thing," she said, walking right up to Parry and delivering a slap across his face that could probably be heard down the hall.

Parry reeled but didn't argue with the action.

"When I text you saying I have a situation, I expect you to show up ASAP. Especially when you pull shit like getting me out of a colo-rectal-cancer surgery for this. My interns are playing doctor right now. So I expect you to stick around after I'm done here."

Without skipping a beat she turned to Rikive, all bedside manners and professionalism. She snapped a pair of gloves on from her coat pocket and observed the demon wound visually.

"Hey hon. Looks like they cleaned it but antiseptic won't do much against this kind of pain." Lizzy reached into her pocket and pulled out a small bottle, little more than Four Fluid Ounces filled with a dark liquid. "This'll neutralize the poison. Equal parts cocoa, blood, some animal bits in a blender and tequila. Let me know what your pain looks like on a scale of One to Ten after drinking- One being perfectly fine and Ten being childbirth."

Rikive eyed the potion with a wary frown before nodding and holding out her hand to take it. She popped it open, tried not to breath through her nose, and tossed her head back to drink it. Easily one of the more disgusting tasting things she had ever tasted, but she could feel the pain fading away. She shook her head when she was finished with the bottle, looking around for something else to drink to get this taste out of her mouth.

"Right now it's about a six? Stab wound to the arm. It's going away fast though." She said, setting the bottle down. "Thank you Lizzy. You are an excellent medicine woman." She smiled, leaning back against the pillow on the bed. Her pain fading she noticed all the strange sounds she was hearing inside of the hospital.

She could hear babies crying, adults crying or laughing, some were crying out in pain. So many different and opposing sounds, it was as interesting as it was unnerving. Mentally shaking her head to ignore the sounds she focused on Lizzy and Parael again. "What was that demon doing there?" She finally asked Parael with a frown. "I know we killed it, but do you think it's connected to what happened in the ambulance?"