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Simon Tam (can_swear) wrote in silverage,

Well, it was better than 1964, and right now, he'd take what he could get. He wondered if she was working at a hospital, and he thought once they'd stabilized the situation, he'd ask her about that. Maybe she'd have some insight; he was fast nearing a point he'd need to make a decision.

While she tended to her patient, he took care of his. The woman in the passenger's seat wasn't responding as well as he'd like to his questions, and her pupils weren't responding well to the light. He'd pass on that information to the ambulance when -- if -- it arrived.

When the woman -- he realized he didn't even know her name, but there'd be time for that later -- asked what he needed, he gestured to the woman in the passenger seat. "Keep her alert, and keep an eye on the driver if you can," he coached as he went back to work on the child in the back seat. He wondered how it had happened, but between the slick roads and the lights going out and the fact people just weren't ready for winter driving yet ... it was little wonder there were accidents.

He thought he heard the distant noise of sirens, and hoped he wasn't just imagining it.