<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg411364#msg411364">Quote from: Swedish Steel on 22-08-2007, 20:33:25</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Yeah," he said when Angela helped him to his feet, "I think the hospital might be a good idea. Do you mind driving me there though? Don't really want this to get out over the radio." He looked really unsteady on his feet, so much so that Angela placed one of his arms around her shoulder. Now, all she had to do was to get him out of the poorly lit building.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>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.