<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg412142#msg412142">Quote from: Cherri Tart on 23-08-2007, 18:22:14</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Angela grunted her assent, her attention on supporting the heavier man.  Her legs were still wobbly from the... attack.  She tried to blot out what had happened from her thoughts, conentrating instead on getting Raia out of the building and back to the squad car.  "Don't worry about it, Sarge.  We'll get you taken care of.  Does this mean I get to put on the lights and siren?  I've been wanting to do that from day one."  <br/><br/>The joke was kind of lame, she knew, but it was the best she could come up with given the circumstances.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Raia gave her a weak smile. "Sure, I can't think of a better time."<br/>Angela finally got him out of the building and out into the snow. The one thing about snow was that it did seem to make the nights a little bit brighter, and a single lamp post shined down upon them as she struggled towards the car.<br/>She eventually noticed how Raia had become quiet, and when she looked at him she could see he was starting at her, at her face.<br/>"Angela, your hair..."