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Bernie was shaking and part of her was glad Shiloh was unable to sit up and Lewis was unconscious so neither could see her weakness. "He's alive. He'll be all right." She spoke definitively even though she wasn't entirely sure he'd be okay. From what she could sense, he was only knocked out. But Shiloh, she could smell the way the blood was pooling under his skin, and she listened to his strained breathing.

Once she made it to the hospital, she was well composed. It was a whirlwind of activity. People came out to help her and they wheeled Lewis in on a gurney. Shiloh was next and Morris was one of the people on hand, his ambulence parked just ahead of them. They'd been waiting for an emergency and the fact that it had come to them made no difference.

When he saw Bernie he was suspicious that she hadn't been the one to cause the injuries, but then he saw Shiloh and he was sure the woman wouldn't have hurt him. It was hard for him to stay professional, but he steeled his nerves. "Shiloh," he ducked his head into the car and slipped the carrying board underneath him so hey could get him out without bending him. "It's me, Morris. What happened? You're at the hospital now. It'll be okay."