Bailey's pov

She offers a small smile and gives me a gentle understanding nod. " We will tell them to call him too, I promise." 

Her hand gently presses against my back to help me into the ambulance and I fix myself to sit on the edge of the stretcher. Another of her colleagues come over to wrap a thin blanket around my shoulders and I cuddle into the material as I sort for any bit of warmth. 

The night was cold, the heart of Juliet's just as cold. I swallowed and looked ...