A free paramedic rushed to them and helped Quentin lay Natalie down in one of their beds. As they took her information, they began asking her an assortment of questions about what had happened. As well as where each and every mark came from. Natalie’s voice grew quieter until it was next to inaudible as the paramedic’s questions became more intense. Quentin tried not to hover or get overly protective, but when he saw Natalie shrinking back into the cot, he couldn’t help it.

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