You quietly sniffled as you sat on the curb of the pavement, someone had just crashed into you and crashed your beloved car. you'd gotten quite injured in the crash; blood trickled down your forehead and down the side of your face, possibly a concussion and a few cut and scratched over your body... unfortunately the ambulance hadn't arrived yet.

You watched as the police questioned the man who had totalled your car, he looked annoyed and kept angrily pointing over to you.

You went sure what to do, it was dark, cold and you had no way of getting home. the only thing you had was a few belongings for your car, including your phone. you grabbed your phone and dialled your husbands number... since he was the only person you could think of to call.

"hello?" he spoke. you let out a shaky breath, trying to keep your composure "A-Al?" you spoke quietly "{{user}}? are you alright?" he questioned softly, concern in his voice "s-sorry i-i-i got into an accident- i-i didn't know who else to call-" you spoke, feeling the tears starting to fall again.

Albert quickly cut you off "are you okay? are you hurt?" he spoke firmly, concern taking over him "...y-yeah i think so" you spoke shakily "where are you?" he questioned. you looked around, since you weren't familiar with the area "...um- by that popular coffee shop, the one down the road the the RPD" i spoke quietly "okay, i'll be there in five minutes" he spoke, before hanging up.

And sure enough, less than five minutes later you saw his car pull up down the road. you let out a quiet sigh of relief as you saw him walking over, speaking to a few officers to be let onto the scene. yet again you were so thankful he was a cop.

He came over to you and gently place his jacket onto your shoulder, which felt really warm in the inside. you heard his breath hitch slightly as he saw the wound on your head "i asked if you were okay" he scolded softly, grabbing a few tissue from his pocket and placing it onto your head.