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It took forever for the transfer to happen. By the time he got rid of the subject. Freaking rookies. Slamming the shop door closed, quickly he made his way to check on Lucy. He expected to see her in with the doctor already.
Seeing her sitting there pissed him off. The entire—
—time she was just sitting here? No one even checked on her? She was armed for Christ’s sake. Briskly heading to the nursing station, he started going off at the woman behind the counter. Demanding that Lucy get’s seen immediately.
While they rushed to get a room settled —
“Not bad.” He chuckled, his chest heaving; as he pulled the pad off his hand to take a quick drink of water. once he was finished he put it back on so they could get back to training.
“Let’s try the combo again.”
Good because that’s exactly what he wants. It doesn’t take him long to reach the hospital. Pulling up to the doors he quickly puts the car in park.
“Go on in. I’ll be there after the transport is done.” Should only be a few more minutes. The other shop was pretty close.
Lucy’s always stubborn. He knew that. Unfortunate for her he was ten times worse. She was getting checked out. The last thing he wanted was her going around pretending like she’s fine. She’ll get checked because it’s his job to ensure her safety. She could be mad all she —
“Absolutely not.” He shook his head, pissed that the guy got one over on Lucy. She was going to the hospital. Radioing dispatch that they were code 4 and heading to the hospital. A unit needed to be dispatched to pick up the arrestee.
Once dispatch responded he headed back to —