Nov 26, 2005 01:21
Stepping out into Central Park, Wolf can only be grateful, in a tiny little rational corner in the back of his mind, that it's late at night.
The rest of his mind is concerned with the woman in his arms.
"Okay, we're here.... We're here, what do I do now, gotta find... There's got to be some sort of healers here."
He won't find them in the middle of the park, that's for sure.
At the edge of the park, there are people. "Please, somebody help me!"
...Amazing who those crazy cab drivers will stop for. "Hey, aw GEEZ, you guys need to get to the hospital!"
"Yes, yes, can you take us there?" Wolf's already halfway in the car.
"Right away, man. Right away."
He doesn't care about or pay any attention to the insanity of the magic carriage. "It's going to be okay, Virginia... It's going to be okay. We're going to one of your medical places, and they'll make everything better. Just hold on, sweetheart...
Oh please be okay."