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“I’ll be right behind y’all,” I tell her, tucking a stray hair behind her ear. “Okay,” she leans into my touch and kisses my palm. I don’t want to leave them, the urge to stay has never been so strong. Reluctantly, I give her one last kiss on the lips before getting into my own car. I follow closely behind the ambulance, ensuring no other cars slip between us. Although I know they’re fine, they’re in good hands, the flashing lights and sirens on the ambulance heighten my anxiety. When we’re around ten minutes away from the hospital, I watch in horror as the ambulance suddenly floors it in front of me. The sirens begin blaring louder than before. “What the---?” I mutter, pressing down on the gas to stay with them. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up; something is definitely wrong. I can see the paramedics moving around through the tiny windows on the back of the truck. “Go faster!” I yell in the silence of my car. Time slows down the rest of the way to the hospital. I run every stop sign and red light along with the ambulance. When we finally get to the emergency bay, I pull up right behind the ambulance and jump out. “Sir, you can’t park here!” A nurse shouts as she rushes towards me, snapping gloves on. “This is for emergency vehicles only.” She attempts to lecture me, but I brush past her when I see the driver jump out of the truck and run to the back of the ambulance, throwing both doors open in a rush. “What happened?” I shout, desperation filling me. But the paramedics ignore me. They pull out the stretcher, shouting out numbers and vitals to the nurse. I barely catch a glimpse of Emma between all the people. She’s lying flat on her back now, her body limp, and her face as white as a sheet. The room is a crazy storm of people. The nurses are shouting medical jargon as they transfer her to the bed. Their movements are rushed and not at all gentle. I want to scream at them to be careful with her fragile body. “Sir, what’s her blood type?” The nurse demands without looking up from Emma. “Um,” I stammer. “I have no idea.” “We need you to go wait in the waiting room! There’s not enough space in here,” she snaps. But I refuse to move from my spot. Panic freezes me and my feet are cemented to the floor, I’m unable to move even if I wanted to. “Someone get him out of here!” the nurse screams.