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"Ryan?... Ryan!" Despite all of those warnings in the time that they did know each other, she leaned even closer forward, her hands checking his own for a pulse. "Ryan ... come on..."
"What is he talking about? He says you know him?"
"Pull over!"
"Miss Showers?" The cop turned just a bit and realized why Kalin was panicking. "He's unconscious?"
Fortunately Kalin was too worried to turn and give the officer a "duh" look, and they pulled over. Officer Tucker was already on the radio saying something about needing paramedics. Kalin on the other hand was unbuckling her seat belt and scrambling out of the door until her cell phone rang.
It caused her to falter for just a moment, as she opened Ryan's door and simultaneously answered her cell phone.
"Why did you stop?!" Came Drake's barking voice.
"... Ryan... he's unconsciousness."
"Who?"
"Ry-... the witness...!"
She rubbed her temple trying to think straight. He said he heard something, that was odd... could the doctor?
"Ask the Doctor what he did to him." She said in a harsh voice, almost angry as she rested her hand on Ryan's shoulder, making sure he was alright.
"What?"
"Just... just ask him."
And with that she could hear the shuffling of noise in the background as Drake asked the Doctor what he had done to Ryan.

Drake glared at the Doctor. "It really doesn't matter if you did anything or nothing. You're still going to rot."
He then returned his attention to the phone, but was surprised to find a ring tone. "Showers?!"
He called again but no answer...

~

"Ryan... Oh thank goodness."
The officer was at her side too but she was the one kneeling in front of him, immediately pulling herself back just a bit when he came to. She leaned her head against the side of the door, taking a deep sigh of relief before looking at Ryan rather exhausted.
"We should probably still take him to the hospital Miss."
Kalin looked up at the officer and nodded before looking back to Ryan, her phone ringing in her hand, but she payed no head.
"Are you alright?"

"Don't be sorry son." The officer's radio buzzed off again and he turned his attention to that. "How about we drive there instead though... no immediate rush."
Kalin once again nodded as Tucker went back to the front seat. She watched the officer carefully until he was at the furthest point away from the two, and at that moment she leaned forward once more and said in a low voice.
"Let's hold off on the Azuria Alto stuff now hmm? Talk later..." She chuckled softly and gave him a quick pat on the leg before shutting the door once more and taking a seat in the front.

Her cell phone rang the entire time she got herself situated, in fact she didn't really seem to notice, until the officer gave her a side glance.
"Y'know Edwards wont stop until you pick up."
She sighed and flipped open the sinful contraption, answering in a rather flat voice. "Hello."
"What the hell was that?!"
"We had a situation."
"What do you mean we had a situation?!"
The cell phone nearly shook right out of her hand by the force of his screaming, causing her to flinch and hold the phone away from her ear.
"We have to go to the hospital... make sure everything is ok."
"Is he awake now?"
"Yes."
"Then come down to the police station no-."
Click.
She snapped the phone shut and then turned it off as an extra precaution then looked to Tucker with a smile. He looked back at her nervously scratching his head.
"Aren't you going to get in trouble for that Miss?"
"Probably."
He chuckled then re-entered traffic. "Hospital it is."
She smiled and leaned back in her chair, aware that Ryan probably didn't want or need to really head in that direction. But quite frankly considering the other option was heading to the police station for the both of them, she seemed a bit happier and relaxed than before. She did not like Mr. Drake Edwards.

Kalin opened her eyes rather lazily. She wasn't in a giving mood today nor did she want any lip from him either and so came her rather careless voice.
"You fainted... we have a duty... to make sure you aren't sick. Plus... you really aren't in charge Mr. Cisneros."
She yawned and stretched, looking forward to the nap she was going to receive while he was getting checked up.

Kalin had apparently slipped into the realm of sleep as her breathing slowed, and her head slumped slightly to the side. Vaguely she was aware of her surroundings, the officer turning down each road, Ryan's silence, she was just too tired to keep up the appearence of immunity to sleep or to deal with either one of the two.
Work cut into her sleeping hours too much, part of the lifestyle of an assistant were the late nights, early mornings, and little time in the court room. But she put up with it, touring jail houses, victim's families, file rooms, all in the hopes that she was somehow working her way up the ladder of politics and law. Because someday... she'd have assistants for her, while she had all the fun in court.

But Officer Tucket on the other hand was alert, every now and then looking to the back mirror to see the young man turning red, looking either really sick or really angry.
He wanted to say something, ask if the guy was alright. But he had the feeling that it would be a waste of his breath, besides, the girl in the front seat looked so tired, trying to hide with a thin layer of makeup the bags under her eyes. He didn't want to get Ryan yelling at him and causing her to wake up.
Instead, he pressed harder against the gas pedal, forcing the car forward until finally they were at the desired location.
The prolonged stop caused Kalin to jerk her head up, looking around with a bit of a squint, before rubbing her eyes and beginning to unbuckle the seat belt.
"It will only take a minute..." She said softly, not really making it clear if she was offering comfort to Ryan, or to herself. "And if you really wanted, I could conduct the interview here... and you'd be on your way back home."

Kalin blinked a few times then looked in the direction of the other police car.
"Shi-.."
"KALIN!"
Mr. Edwards was livid, almost falling over himself as he opened the door and stomped out of the vehicle. Kalin didn't seem too frightened, just stunned silent at the display he made as he walked right up into her face and started screaming.
"Who the HELL do you think you are?! Listen!! I could have your license pulled in a second!" He snapped his fingers in her face then drew in closer for a growl, "Just because you might have gotten into good graces with your boss with your act... doesn't mean I will roll over for some girl in a skirt."
By now one of Kalin's eyes was twitching, dully, in the outer corner as she listened to him. Her lips pressed tight together as she let him making an a** of himself.
Which unnerved him apparently as he paused, his muscles in his arms flexing as if he wanted to strike her to say something and make his actions tolerated, but she didn't.
And finally he took a step back then looked to all of the others, glaring. "Get back in the car... we're going to the station."
"No."
Drake turned on her angrily but she had her back to him looking to officer Tucket and Ryan. "Alright then Mr. Cisneros." She said in an overly forced voice, "Let's get this over with."

Drake turned like a wild animal on the doctor, then pulled the door open, causing the owner of the vehicle to flinch as the door lurched forward, making a loud snap noise.
He grabbed the doctor harshly by the shoulder and began to drag him after the trio already at the doors.
Kalin turned slightly at the noise then froze. "He... can't.... be serious."