She heard him speak, as she made her break for the door. She was half tempted to turn around and say something, but she was terrified of embarrassing herself further. She rushed out the door and practically threw herself back into the cab of the Ambulance. Marc looked over at her and glared. He was still on the phone with his girlfriend, and appeared in no hurry to end the conversation. She just sighed and tossed a bottle of water in his lap.
She pulled out her own phone and began to play. She had resisted getting interested in the latest popular games, for as long as possible, but had caved in the end. It was certainly a great way to kill time between runs. She had been playing for several minutes when the radio went off again.
"Dispatch to Unit 24. Please respond."
"Unit 24, go ahead." Sam once again answered the call while Marc quickly ended his.
"We have a report of a Vehicle vs Motorcycle accident near your last reported location."
"Unit 24, still at last reported location. Will respond. Dispatch Enter 24 en route." She said as she reached over to flick on the lights and sirens.
Marc pulled out into traffic driving quickly to the location of the accident. It seemed that they were going to beat the police officers to the scene. Whoever got hit was lucky that this was a decent part of town, and that they wouldn't be required to wait. Marc stopped the ambulance and they worked as a well oiled machine. Sam was out the door grabbing the gear bag while Marc opened the bay doors to pull out the stretcher. They jogged toward the victim laying in the road while good Samaritans directed traffic away from the scene.
Sam knelt beside the victim pulling on gloves before her hand reaching for the pen light in her breast pocket. She registered a small shock of surprise as she recognized the victim as the gentleman from the cafe. "Sir." She spoke a little louder than normal making sure her voice was clear. "Can you hear me?" She asked as she reached forward and flashed the light in his eyes checking pupil response, while Marc began prepping the collar and back board.
She pulled out her own phone and began to play. She had resisted getting interested in the latest popular games, for as long as possible, but had caved in the end. It was certainly a great way to kill time between runs. She had been playing for several minutes when the radio went off again.
"Dispatch to Unit 24. Please respond."
"Unit 24, go ahead." Sam once again answered the call while Marc quickly ended his.
"We have a report of a Vehicle vs Motorcycle accident near your last reported location."
"Unit 24, still at last reported location. Will respond. Dispatch Enter 24 en route." She said as she reached over to flick on the lights and sirens.
Marc pulled out into traffic driving quickly to the location of the accident. It seemed that they were going to beat the police officers to the scene. Whoever got hit was lucky that this was a decent part of town, and that they wouldn't be required to wait. Marc stopped the ambulance and they worked as a well oiled machine. Sam was out the door grabbing the gear bag while Marc opened the bay doors to pull out the stretcher. They jogged toward the victim laying in the road while good Samaritans directed traffic away from the scene.
Sam knelt beside the victim pulling on gloves before her hand reaching for the pen light in her breast pocket. She registered a small shock of surprise as she recognized the victim as the gentleman from the cafe. "Sir." She spoke a little louder than normal making sure her voice was clear. "Can you hear me?" She asked as she reached forward and flashed the light in his eyes checking pupil response, while Marc began prepping the collar and back board.