Chapter 42
Matt
Ialmost lost her.
She’s safe, I reminded myself.
I started trembling as relief replaced the fear I’d ignored in my desperation to find Madi.
“Bring him some water,” Madi ordered.
She could barely stand on her own, but she was determined to take care of me.
Someone pushed a bottle into my right hand.
I spilled as much as I drank as I chugged the bottle down.
I was about to chastise myself for not saving some for Madi, but John was helping Madi drink her own bottle.
She was significantly less greedy and messy than me.
“You need a doctor.” I didn’t recognize my own voice.
She looked at my arm. “You need one more than me.”
“Oh, for the love of God, you both need a doctor and you’ll both see one as soon as you let us help you into the ambulances,” one of the paramedics said.
“Ambulance,” I corrected him. “We go together.”
“Fine,” the paramedic sighed, “Just get in the bus.”
We irritated our saviors even more by arguing over who’d ride on the gurney until John stepped in. “Madi, get your ass on the gurney.”
Not wanting to deal with the logistics of the paramedics disarming me, I asked John to take my gun and holster as we watched the paramedic assist Madi onto the gurney.
With IVs in our arms to rehydrate us, the paramedics checked the extent of our injuries, treating what they could, as we drove to the hospital.