Hospitals Never Bode Well
Driving to the hospital, I chatted idly with Willow. It had been some time since I had last seen the young woman, and she seemed far more...witchy...then before. A growing confidence in her abilities and life, perhaps? Hopefully not too confident.
When we reached the hospital, I found a parking space...slipping into one just as someone was about to pull in. It seemed like they were going to get out and protest till I stuck the shotgun out the window and waved it at them. They drove off in a hurry, and I slipped said shotgun under the backseat.
"Let's go."
Getting out, I closed my door and headed towards the nearest elevator that would lead us from the parking garage up to the hospital itself.
"Do you know where they might be?" I asked Willow.
I always hated searching through hospitals for people...
When we reached the hospital, I found a parking space...slipping into one just as someone was about to pull in. It seemed like they were going to get out and protest till I stuck the shotgun out the window and waved it at them. They drove off in a hurry, and I slipped said shotgun under the backseat.
"Let's go."
Getting out, I closed my door and headed towards the nearest elevator that would lead us from the parking garage up to the hospital itself.
"Do you know where they might be?" I asked Willow.
I always hated searching through hospitals for people...