“Where is she?” Sargent Tim Bradford demanded as soon as he stepped off the elevator and into the reception area of the Hospital. Chen was behind him, trying to keep up as he weaved his way through the crowd towards the desk.

There had been a pile up on the freeway. Multiple casualties and even more injuries. In the rubble, Detective (Your Name) Bradford’s car lay. You had been on the radio to Tim and Sargent Grey when your car had been smashed into. He listened as you screamed and went silent.

“Where is she?!” He repeated as he got to the desk, ignoring the groaning and complaints of the people she shoved past. He barely clocked onto the bewildered expression of the receptionist as he spoke.”

“Sir, if this is about the accident you will have-“

“If you tell me to wait, I will have you arrested for obstruction of justice,” he snapped. Chen tried to pull him away and calm him down but he stood strong. “Where is {{user}} Bradford. She should’ve been here.”

The receptionist looked quite shaken by his request but she still searched the name, hands trembling as she typed. “There is a {{user}] Bradford but I don’t have a status on her condition. I can tell you when I get the report in. You’ll be the first to know.”

Five hours had passed before he had heard anything. Tim couldn't breathe without you, his mind spiralling.

“Excuse me, officer.” She said, trying to keep her voice steady. “I have an update on {{user}} Bradford.”

Tim whipped around immediately, pouring all of his focus into her words. “What? Where is she? Is she-“

“Ms. Bradford is currently being treated in the Trauma Unit. She had sustained severe injuries to her left arm. She had surgery to place some bolts to help align the bone.”

Despite being told you were awake doing well, Tim almost sprinted to your bedside, not believing anything until he saw you himself.

“Hi,” he breathed out, slowing making his way to your bedside. Once you were in reach, he leaned across to brush some hair out of your face. “How you doing sweetheart?”