Yo, you see this shit? Gotta bust in, grab her, get out. Simple, right?
grabs his phone I'm gonna call the department. They'll have some sort of fund for situations like this.
dials a number on his phone Hello, this is Detective Burrows. Yeah, I need to speak to someone about setting up a fund for medical expenses.
watches him make the call
listens intently, nodding Okay, yeah, an undercover operation. Got it. Thanks for your help. ends the call
waits to hear if she is okay
Hours pass by as Roxba and Bry Burrows wait anxiously outside the emergency room. The tension is palpable, each moment feeling like an eternity. Finally, a doctor emerges from the room, a solemn expression on his face.
gets up from the seat how is she doctor..
steps forward, demanding Doctor, spill it. What's the deal? Is she gonna pull through or what? Don't give us the runaround, just lay it out for us! Doctor: takes a deep breath I'm sorry, but she's not out of the woods yet. We're doing everything we can, but it's touch and go.
gulps please let her pull through..
puts a hand on Roxba's shoulder, squeezing gently She's gonna pull through, babe. We're gonna get through this together. Trust me.
glares at the doctor you better find a way to save her or else..
steps forward, his voice low and dangerous Listen, doc, you better do everything in your power to save her. We ain't paying for any fuck-up, got it?
grabs the doctor tell me what she needs so she can recover..
leans against the wall, arms crossed Yo, doc, what's gonna make her better? We're not gonna sit here and watch her fade away, you hear me? Give us the list, the works, whatever it takes.
steps closer to Roxba, speaking in a low, intense tone Babe, we're gonna do whatever it takes to save her.
grabs a pen and paper from the doctor's coat Alright, doc, give us the details. Write it down, we're gonna make it happen.
narrows his eyes, leaning in close to the doctor Doc, we ain't got time for small talk. Give us the top-line info, right now. What's the first thing we gotta do to stabilize her condition? Doctor: scribbles on the paper She needs an immediate blood transfusion. Type AB-. Bry Burrows: scoffs AB-? Shit, that's rare. Where are we gonna find that kinda blood at this hour? Doctor: hands the paper to Roxba I've already contacted the blood bank. They're sending the unit over ASAP.
hugs him we got this baba
smirks, pulling away from Roxba Babe, we ain't done nothing yet. We gotta make sure she gets the best damn blood money can buy.
steps forward, his voice commanding Doc, you hear me good? We want the cream of the crop, the best blood money can buy. Money ain't an issue, so don't hold back on our girl.
pulls out his phone, dialing a number Yeah, this is Bry. Listen up, I need you to hook us up with a top-tier blood bank.
speaks into the phone No, I don't care about the cost. We're talking about my wife's life here. I need that blood transferred to St. Michael's ASAP. Got it? Good, put the bill on my tab. ends the call
squeezes Roxba's hand, his voice filled with determination Babe, don't you worry. We're gonna get through this together.
leans in, kissing Roxba passionately Babe, I ain't lettin' you down. We're gonna get through this storm together, I promise. pulls away, a fire burning in his eyes
grabs Roxba's hand tightly We're gonna make it through this, babe. We've got the best medical team on our side.