“Mortimer...“ Leslie had been calling out to the young man for a while now, but he was lost in his thought. “Mort!” She smacked her hand onto the headrest of his seat, causing him to lurch forward, before bumbling for the switch: closing back the window. “I called you like ten times,” She exaggerated. “Chief says drive to the back. The medics will take us to get Pa-kun.”
“Right, fine.” Mortimer muttered in irritation. The first medic was still in the van, standing at the open side door. “I’m going.” He would drive slow, making his way to the back of the hospital where the ambulances usually dropped people off.
As the van pulled into the emergency space the first medic, that had gone off, was coming out with two nurses and a gurney. They would work together to get the injured man onto th
