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movements, he switched on the lights and sirens and pulled away from the gas station parking lot they'd been camped out at. Heavy traffic filled the streets, many of the cars refusing to pull over to the side to let the ambulance through.
    Aside from a few snarled curses, Dylan didn't react. One of the first things he'd learned as a medic is that people couldn't care less if an ambulance needed to get to a call. Why worry about something as trivial as someone else's well-being when one had to get home in time for dinner? Lisa started doing the move-over gesture with her arms. As if that extra bit of urging would actually work.
"Why don't you yell at them?" Dylan suggested in jest. He jerked in surprise when she actually took him up on his advice.
     
"Get out of our way you asshats. Can't you see the lights flashing?"
     
Since he didn't want to burst her bubble, because he really did like her, he praised, "That's it. You tell them."
    She gave him a can-you-believe-it look. "It amazes me how dumb some people are. How hard is it to just pull to the side of the road for one second? For all they know, we could be going to help their own mother or
something."
    Even with the uncooperative traffic, they managed to pull up to the call within five minutes. Dylan weaved his way through the police and fire vehicles already on scene and parked near the accident.
"Looks like there are at least three cars involved," Lisa surmised as she pulled on her gloves.
    For once, that comment wasn't naïve. The cars were all such a jumbled mess of crushed metal, it was impossible to determine where one started and the other ended. He keyed up the radio and assured that more ambulances were enroute.
"You get started. I'll grab the backboard and collar," Dylan suggested.
     
As soon as they got out, a loud voice boomed, "Oh, great! They sent the junior squad."
     
Dylan groaned, he'd recognize that snide, stomachcurdling tone anywhere. "Hey, Chad."
    A medic from the same company, Chad could have been considered good looking if he weren't such a jerk. With soft blue eyes and brown hair, he had a muscular build that most guys work hours in the gym to obtain. Add in his dimples that came out whenever he smiled and he became even more drool-worthy. The problem with Chad though, was despite being young, he was still stuck in the Stone Age and clung to the old adage that woman or gays had no business in the EMS field.
    Lisa brushed by Chad, her face pinched tight with anger. Chad ignored her and leaned against the side of the rig, his arms crossed over his chest. "I would think the company would have a policy against two girls working on the same crew."
    Dylan clenched his jaws together and refused to be baited, instead opening the rear doors of the ambulance so he could slide out the backboard. Of course, something as simple as silence didn't daunt Chad.
"So, I have a question for you, peaches. Do you like it when that big fireman of yours fucks your ass? Or do you cry like a girl the entire time he uses you?"
    The hateful words stunned Dylan so much he almost dropped the C-collar he'd just grabbed. While Chad always made snide comments before, he'd never said anything so blatantly sexual. On reflex, Dylan looked around to see if there had been any witnesses to Chad's harassment, only to find the medic had chosen the perfect time for his verbal assault. The accident occupied everyone else on scene so nobody paid them any attention.
"Shouldn't you be gathering up your own equipment?" Dylan demanded pointedly.
     
Chad shrugged. "The guy in the first car is dead and the others are going to have to be cut out, so I have time."
    Dylan's gut churned at the medic's callousness. Even if the patients couldn't be reached in order for treatment, at the very least, Chad should be talking to them in order to offer some comfort. "Well, I'm still going to see what I can do for them."
    He turned his back on Chad, ignoring the tingle of apprehension that went up his spine.