Craig looked over to the officer, He saw the concern and the anger that dotted his face and he understood all to well. He didn't balk, instead doing as he always did. The officer was a working man, and so was he.<br/><em><br/>Officer, I promise I understand, but if we rush this you we, all of us, could get something wrong.That would be worse that getting nothing at all.</em><br/><br/>He nodded to the man, a simple gesture showing he understood, trying to get the officer to agree, without magic, that he understood. He was moving the entire time he talked. Dressed in Black Beta Boots, EMT Cargo pants bloused into the tops. He already had on the blue latex gloves as he hoisted the crash bag to his shoulder. Inside the bag most of the non emergency gear was stowed away. He was walking, eyes moving all the time,he kept  talking to the officer as a professional, not rushed, not hurried. He pulled a stethoscope from the cargo pocket and draped it over his neck even as he walked.<br/><br/><em>We will take care of the Vic and ALSO get you everything we can. I understand how sensative time is, but we need to check her first. Now where is the lady in question. We will make sure she is allright and I sweat if we hear something you guys will have it. </em><br/><br/><em>Now, were is the young lady?</em>