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|On The Prowl chapter 4 (standard:mystery, 4987 words)|
|Author: Sarah Spenser||Added: Jan 21 2006||Views/Reads: 1885/1137||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|See if Allie and Connor are still avlive after their car plunges over the embankment!|
4. Danger Ahead Officer Halum Glass was on his way home; he thought he'd take the scenic route through Free River's deserted country roads. Hal had been on the police force for 15 years, and was regarded as one of the best this side of the county. His affable smile, vivacious personality, and easy-going demeanor made him an instant hit. Although his good looks didn't hurt either Hal was blessed with a generous amount of blond hair, complimented by his green eyes. As he drove the scenic route, he came to the embankment. More people had been killed there than in any other place. Hal had been on many calls where cars had inadvertently slid down the embankment. He always checked whenever he passed that way. As he approached, he noticed a car down at the bottom. Hal parked his cruiser and ran down the embankment. There appeared to be two people inside; a man and a woman. He tapped on the driver's side window, but no one responded. Hal ran back to his cruiser and retrieved a crow bar. He pried the door open and shook the woman. She appeared to be injured. Blood trickled from a wound on her forehead, Hal felt for a pulse, she definitely had one. “Ma'am? Ma'am? Can you hear me?” Allison felt herself being shaken awake. She slowly opened her eyes dazed and confused. A tall man in uniform was standing over her with a flashlight. She moaned and looked at the man closely. “Ma'am? Are you okay?” “Who ... who are you? What happened?” “Your car must've slid down this embankment. Do you need an ambulance? Let me get some bandages for that cut on your forehead.” Allison didn't even realize she was injured, she watched the man leave her side and travel back up the embankment. Allie reached over and shook Connor. “Connor?” but he didn't respond, he just lay there motionless. “Connor! Wake up, sweetheart!” but nothing happened. He was still unresponsive. When Hal returned, Allison was still trying to wake Connor. “Is he your husband?” “Yes. He's not waking up! Please help him!” she began to sob hysterically. She couldn't .lose Connor, she just couldn't. “Okay, ma'am we'll send for an ambulance. What's your name? I'm Hal Glass from the Free River Police Department.” “I'm Allison Cassidy. This is Connor.” “Well, Mrs. Cassidy, let me get your husband out of the car and I'll call for an ambulance.” “Will he be all right?” Allison asked as her heart raced and panic filled every inch of her. “That's something the paramedics will assess.” Allison waited for what seemed like an eternity until she finally heard the shrill wail of sirens. Hal kept a close vigil over both her and Connor until the ambulance arrived. Other officers soon arrived on the scene equipped with the Jaws of Life. Allison watched as Connor was cut out of the car and loaded in to the ambulance. The men began to work on extricating Allison safely from the car. When they had crashed, the car had landed sideways and the roof had become bent and mangled. Allison listened to the metal cutter scraping diligently across the roof. Connor woke to bright lights and paramedics hovering around him. He was strapped to a stretcher and was pinned to a backboard. He opened his eyes slowly and glanced around. “Allie? Allie, where are you?” one of the medics noticed Connor was awake and raced to his side. “Who's Allie?” “My wife. Where is she? Is she all right?” Connor tried to move off the stretcher, but the paramedic gently stopped him. “Stay still, sir. We have to assess your injuries.” “Have you heard anything on Allison?” “They're cutting her out of the car right now. DO you remember what happened?” Connor thought for a moment. “No ... I think we got in to ... an accident.” Several minutes later, Allison was wheeled into the ambulance. Connor smiled when he saw her. “Allie, are you all right, sweetness? Are you hurt?” “I'm fine, my love. How about you?” “I'm better now that I know you're okay.” He saw the bandage on her forehead and panicked. “What happened to you? You're hurt!” “Connor, relax. I just got a little cut that's all.” “Are you sure?” “I'm positive.” She said gently taking his hand. They held hands all the way to the hospital while the paramedics assessed both of them. Once at the hospital, they were examined and released several hours later. They hail a cab to the site where their accident occurred, as the cab speeds off, Connor surveys the damage to the car. “I'm sorry.” Allie said beginning to sob. Connor pulled her into his arms and kissed her gently. “I ... I let you down. I let Francie down too. I ...” “Shh,” Connor said soothingly stroking her hair. “Allie, you didn't let anyone down. The important thing is that you're okay.” “But I ...” “Allison, stop blaming yourself. You didn't do anything wrong. You fell Click here to read the rest of this story (349 more lines)
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