[i]-We have a 10-50, Vehicle Accident off of Wicker and 34th, requesting Police and Medical Support.-[/i] crackled a feminine voice, its clarity marred with static and radio filter. The sudden noise stirred the vehicle's shotgun occupant to a state of wakefullness, with a sudden gasp as he pawed at a handle. The driver, a broad shouldered man of African-Canadian descent laughed in the seat next to him.

[color=coral]"Easy there K-Ton, it isn't World War III just yet."[/color] chortled Alex Kinzy, Tommy's ever present companion and superior.

[color=lightblue]"Ah fuck off Kinzy."[/color] Tommy grunted as he reluctantly keyed the radio, [color=lightblue]"This is Unit A-22, responding to call."[/color]

With that, the ambulance streaked down the street, its lights flashing and sirens wailing as cars parted ways to let the emergency vehicle pass by. No matter where you went in the world, some things didn't change. The sounds and lights of the ambulance bounced off the large snowbanks. The streets had been abound with commotion as of late. They had a large snowfall recently, and as a result, people were getting into accidents with all the ice and hazardous road conditions. Tommy and Kinzy had been called to rescue another ambulance just the day before. The ambulance eventually found itself on Wicker street, a senic road that led to some nearby suburbs. 

There, the pair found the accident site, a car had slid off the road and crashed into a nearby tree. From their seat in the ambulance, Tommy could already see the two occupants of the vehicle, one of which was pinned inside the vehicle via a tree. Off to the side of the road was a second car with minor damage to its front end. Its owner waving down the ambulance.

[color=coral]"Tommy see what you can do, dispatch this is A-22, requesting fire and rescue team..."[/color] Kinzy called as Tommy quickly exited the ambulance and quickly began trotting over to the scene of the crash. A quick examination of the man waving them down concluded that he needed little to no medical care, and Tommy told him to wait by the ambulance while he went to aid the couple stuck in the car. Both were unconscious, the driver was a female, the passenger male. Wrenching the door open, Tommy began carefully pulling the driver out of the car and slowly began taking her a safe distance away from the vehicle. 

Laying her down, Tommy did a quick analysis of his patient. Her breathing was light, but steady, and her pulse was still there. She had a swelling bump on her head and her arm was bleeding. Opening up his kit, Tommy quickly applied aid to any visible wound he could see, before he set her arm in a splint. At the same time, the wailing of sirens in the distance meant that the fire-rescue team wasn't that much further out. He waved down Alex to bring down a stretcher, and the two of them carefully loaded the woman onto the stretcher and into the ambulance. 

[color=khaki]"Kinzy, K-Ton, looks like you guys are at it early today, huh?"[/color] called one of the fire-rescue team members as the group of them carried car-cutting equipment to the crash to begin extricating the trapped occupant.

[color=lightblue]"Just business as usual!"[/color] Tommy called back as he followed the rescue crew towards the wreck.