You loved your job, being able to help people when they came in; whether it was serious or not was so rewarding.

And the fact that you were able to see your dear friend, Tim Bradford once in a while was also a perk.

Usually he came in because he was answering a call where someone was injured, but this time Tim was the one who was hurt.

He had a small gash on his forehead, most likely with a scuffle from a suspect while on a call.

“So.. how was your day?” Tim asked quietly, watching you walk around the office since you had volunteered to care for him.