Chapter 7
Chapter 7

A/N: Ummm. Weird chapter. The next chapter will be all major Val/Tyler sap.

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The alarm sounded, so Val, Tyler, Hank and Jamie got in the ambulance and left.

Add one more person to the list of dozens they'd helped or even saved.

Or don't.

The EMT's never made it to help whomever it was who needed help. The EMT's ended up needing help themselves.

At an intersection, a drunk driver ran a red light and hit the ambulance in the side. Val took most of the impact.

Hank calmly- well, as calmly as one could be in those circumstances- put in a call to the station explaining what happened and reminding them that the original call still had to be taken care of.

Hank and the others, after making sure that they were uninjured, checked over Val and the passengers of the other car.

The people in the other car were fine. Val, they weren't sure about. Her left leg appeared to be injured, but they couldn't tell how badly.

Just then, more EMT's arrived to help.

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20 minutes later found Tyler pacing, back, forth, back, forth, like a caged tiger. Hank leaned against a counter, eyes showing worry. Jamie was sprawled in a chair, but looked around anxiously, for Caitie, who he had called a few minutes ago, or a doctor to tell him what was going on. Brooke had just showed up and was pacing behind Tyler, and every few seconds he'd turn around and say, "Back off!/I need space/Go away," so Brooke would pace elsewhere, but eventually drift back to directly behind Tyler.

After about the tenth time that happened, Caitie arrived. Her face was tear-streaked and she looked miserable. She immediately sat down in the chair and Jamie immediately put his arm around her. She made a little half-smile and asked, "What was that for?"

"I really like you. Do you want to go on a date, like, Wednesday? I mean, if Val's better." Jamie said. 'That's right Waite, just be straightforward' he thought.

"I would love to." Caitie replied.

Tyler yelled at Brooke an eleventh time. Brooke sat down and started biting her fingernails, starting with her left thumbnail.

Author's note: I ended it here because the only other place to end it would have been after all the Tyler/Val sap and it would have taken longer to write and T/V sap deserves a whole chapter all to itself! J